Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

"I'm doing fine and I don't need allies."

Allison was upset and refused.

She doesn't want to delve into fighting for power now, she just wants to take care of several children.

Aegon rejected Helena and the Four Storms successively, turning everyone's happy things into a mess.

I really don’t know what this son has become in the eyes of his partial father!

Larisse's eyes fell on the queen's feet under the skirt and he said noncommittally: "It's not that you don't need allies, but you can't find suitable allies."

"Haha, interesting."

Alison was quite annoyed and asked: "Rhaegar is firmly on the high platform, and my child has become a pawn in his hands. Where do you want me to find allies who can compete with him?"

As a crown prince, Rhaegar's character and style are obvious to all.

Who dares to risk being resented by the future king by forming an alliance with her?

"Don't worry, I have already selected the candidates for our allies. We still need a little capital." Larisse's eyes were wandering.

During the conversation, there is always a sense of calmness in the low self-esteem.

Allison noticed his gaze, pulled the hem of his skirt to cover his feet, and said bluntly: "My father has other plans. He is more inclined to family interests."

When Otto returned to King's Landing, he was hampered by the street improvement plan for three years.

Now that she has just gained a say in the Imperial Council, she only wants to benefit herself and the family, and will never sacrifice herself for her daughter.

"No! I never expected the cunning Lord Otto."

Larisse shook his head and smiled apologetically: "Of course, being wily is not my disparagement of him."

"Say something quickly, I have to go back and rest." Allison was not in the mood to listen to his chatter and urged impatiently.

Laris endured with good temper, his eyes twinkling: "Prince Aegon refused to look at the Four Storms. According to the king's character, another prince should be selected to continue the marriage."

Allison's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously picked at his nails.

She was so angry that she forgot about her husband's cautious character.

Aegon rejected the Four Storms, but she was still secretly happy and planned to bring him and Helena together.

If you think about it carefully, the only person most suitable for marriage at present is the second son Aemond.

"It seems you have thought of the key."

Laris lowered his head, put his hands on the scepter to support his chin, and talked eloquently: "The strength of the Baratheon family is not as weak as we have seen. If Prince Aemond can marry Lord Boros's daughter, then... …”

"impossible."

Allison regained his senses and analyzed: "Boros is reckless and selfish. Even if Aemond marries one of his daughters, he will only be loyal to the person on the Iron Throne."

Rhaegar occupies the legal realm and his position is unshakable.

Her son was just a marriage tool, and any noble knew this unwritten rule.

Laris stared at her silently and smiled: "Queen, what if the person in charge of Storm's End is not Lord Boros?"

"Lord Bomond only has one heir, Boros, and Boros is already the actual leader of Storm's End Castle."

Leeson rolled his eyes and retorted matter-of-factly.

Larris didn't think so, and said as if asking: "Yes! As we all know, Lord Bolos has no brothers or sons. If something happens to him, who should manage Storm's End Castle?"

As soon as he said this, Allison's head buzzed and he froze in place.

She was not a fool and instantly understood the meaning of Larisse's words.

Allison picked at the flesh on his nails and swallowed: "You...what do you mean?"

She still couldn't believe the sinister intentions of the other party.

There was a smile on Laris's lips, and he said calmly: "Queen, I hope you can persuade Prince Aemond to marry one of the Four Storms, preferably the oldest Cassandra."

In this way, the succession of power is the safest.

"You're crazy!"

Allison growled, his eyes turned red: "Boros is a Duke of the First Realm, and there are countless guards around him. Why do you deserve it?"

"Why?"

Laris was unmoved and said calmly: "If you believe me, just give Prince Aemond some good advice."

Allison's heart trembled, and he asked tremblingly: "Even if you succeed, who are your allies?"

Stealing the rights of a Duke is so tempting that people lose their minds.

Laris stood up holding the scepter and said: "After listening to Mrs. Sven's accusation, I specially sent a little bug to check the movements of Prince Damon. He did rob the ships of the Three Women Kingdom."

After a pause, he added: "Volantis also has his footprints."

"What does this mean?" Allison's mind went blank.

Larris lowered his eyes: "Someone is planning a war, and war requires an army, especially the sea fleet of Storm's End."

After that, he smiled shyly at Allison and left with his crooked feet in his iron shoes.

He made it clear enough.

Seize the power of Storm's End and win over the ambitious people planning war.

What a good plan, enough to stir up huge waves from calm waters.

Allison froze on the spot, thinking about the feasibility of what Larisse said.

She said no words to stop it.

She knew that what the other party said made sense and would bring her a great increase in power.

…

Campfire.

Rhaegar looked around at the crowd around the campfire, gathered up his clothes and walked towards his tent.

Father and ministers will rejoice all night long.

He didn't like the noisy shouting and the pungent smell of alcohol, so he wanted to go back and rest early.

Passing by a remote place where a campfire was dim, two figures caught his attention.

Allison in a green dress and Larry Strong holding a scepter.

Rhaegar stopped and stood sideways behind a pillar tied with colorful ribbons.

He had known for a long time that the two had a relationship, so he refused Laris's advances and approach.

I just don’t know what the two of them are talking about this time?

After a while, Laris struggled to leave with his scepter.

Allison stopped for a moment, then changed direction and walked away quickly.

After watching the two people leave one after another, Rega walked out from behind the pillar with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"What's Alisson going to do again?"

Rhaegar murmured to himself, his eyes filled with coldness.

After pondering for a while, he moved his steps and continued to return to the camp.

Allison's latest worry is Aegon and Helena's marriage.

To exaggerate a bit, blame him for beating Aegon and feel dissatisfied.

For the rest, he could not think of a motive.

"When you go back, bring Tormund back from the Mushroom Collection. His eyes are sharper than mine."

Rhaegar walked, thinking silently.

…

In a blink of an eye, several days passed.

The last day of hunting in the Royal Forest.

It was still early morning, and the sun shone through a thin layer of dense leaves, adding a sense of remoteness to the already silent mountain forest.

"Rhaegar, wake up."

In the camp, Rhaenyra was fully dressed and sitting by the bed trying to wake up Rhaegar who was sleeping late.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, immersed in a green dream.

In the dream, the mountains and forests are endless, the streams are flowing, and the birds are flying on the branches and chirping.

A majestic white deer walked slowly out of the bushes, jumped across the stream with a vigorous posture, and jumped to the stone beach on the other side.

"YoYo……"

The white deer raised its head and croaked softly, bending down to drink water.

Whoosh——

A hidden arrow struck, hitting the white deer's neck accurately, and the glowing black arrow penetrated the flesh in an instant.

"YoYo……"

Suffering a fatal injury, the white deer whined in pain and collapsed on the ground kicking its hooves wildly.

Soon, Bai Lu was dying and dying in a pool of blood.

The dream then shattered.

Outside, Rhaegar opened his eyes dimly, his expression blank.

Rhaenyra frowned, reached out and tugged on his ears, and warned: "Today is the last hunt, don't keep father waiting."

Rega rubbed his eyes and said reluctantly: "I know, I'll get up right away."

As he spoke, he got up with his upper body naked, suddenly put his arms around his slender waist, and kissed her pretty face.

"Rhaegar!"

Rhaenyra blushed deeply and slapped her hard several times.

After a while of drama, Rhaegar, wearing a black hunting suit, walked out of the tent.

Looking up at the rising sun, I took a deep breath.

He dreamed of the white deer.

The other party was killed.

Rhaegar shook his head and said strangely: "There really is a white deer in the royal forest."

The white deer was still his friend.

You have to go take a look, don't really ask some noble to hunt down the white deer.

…

After a busy day, the time comes.

The nobles who went out for hunting returned to the camp and held the last grand bonfire party.

Surrounding a giant bonfire in the center of the camp, open-air tables were filled with food and drinks, adding a bit of confusion to the carnival.

Rhaegar stayed in a less noisy corner, resting on Rhaenyra's lap.

Rhaenyra cut off a piece of roasted mutton, fed it to his mouth, and asked casually: "What did you get today?"

"No." Rega accepted the feeding and rubbed his head: "After being a supervisor for a day, it's a good thing that I don't have any."

The white deer did not appear at all, and the dream was not confirmed.

Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows, but didn't quite understand.

On second thought, Rhaegar said it was okay, so she didn't care.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the liveliest area next to the bonfire, watching a chaotic celebration.

There, the nobles gathered and rejoiced.

Viserys was beside the campfire, holding a bottle of summer red in his hand, hugging his brother Daemon and laughing.

Dai Meng looked helpless, patted his brother on the shoulder, and helped him sit down at the dining table.

"Sir, let me add some wine for you."

As soon as he sat down, a soft and charming female voice came to his ears.

Damon turned his head, and Bolos' bloated figure appeared in his sight.

Bolos sat at the next table, his plate piled with dishes, bragging and showing off to the vassals while eating.

A woman with beautiful appearance and plump figure walked over.

The woman has flaming red lips, wavy black hair, and green pupils. Every move she makes is charming.

Damon glanced around, his eyes falling on the woman's proud chest.

Even Damon, who has seen countless women, has to admit it.

Very generous!

The woman poured a glass of wine for Bolos, which made him laugh, mistakenly thinking that the maid wanted to reach out and make love.

The woman dodged nimbly, gave him a wink, and turned around to leave the dining table.

Turning around, he found Damon who was very interested.

"Prince, you are so handsome."

The woman twisted her waist and came closer, praising him with charming eyes.