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

"..."

As the words fell, the surrounding space seemed to freeze.

Rhaegar looked at his father in surprise, not expecting him to say it openly.

He turned his head and met another pair of deep, cold eyes.

Damon remained calm on the surface, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He knew his brother very well.

A good old man.

Resist force, stay away from the dragon, and dream of pleasing everyone with a smile.

Damon was not one to hide his secrets, so he pursed his lips and smiled: "I can actually hear about the desire for dragons from you one day, brother."

"That's not the point, Damon."

Viserys shook his head and expressed his true thoughts: "As the family grows stronger, every child will have a dragon, and there should be a big head to manage it."

His words were sincere, his eyes showed worry, and he looked at Damon impartially.

He is not a fool, he is just pretending to be confused by his usual indifference.

At the critical moment, you still have to show your due ambition.

The sea snakes on Chaotou Island have been immersed in it for several years, but the family background is still terrifying.

Daemon teamed up with the Sea Serpent, and the dragons that both parties could mobilize were Vhagar, Corakxiu, Melias, and Sea Smoke.

When the twins grow up and the child in Lanner's belly is born, they will be three dragons.

Not to mention his good brother and the Velaryon family.

Among the many children of Viserys, Rhaegar and Rhaenyra are a pair, sitting on the two fiefdoms of Dragonstone and Harrenhal, and controlling the two dragons of Glutton and Syracuse.

The dragons controlled by his subordinates include Vermisor, Silverwing, Sheepstealer, Gray Shadow, and Blizzard.

At first glance, it looks powerful and unrivaled.

But Viserys knew deep down that this was only in front of him.

He and Allison gave birth to three sons and one daughter, three of whom all control dragons, and one is about to tame a dragon.

The four children temporarily obeyed their eldest half-brother Rhaegar and maintained peace for a while.

What about three years, five years... ten years from now?

In less than ten years, the four children will grow up and become real dragon masters.

By then, how could the two dragons Rhaegar and Rhaenyra subdue the four masters of the same mother?

If it continues to be delayed, things will get worse and worse.

It is likely to turn into a three-way melee between the eldest son Rhaegar, the second son Aegon, and the younger brother Daemon.

Viserys had a sensitive mind, and he had imagined these consequences.

Therefore, while he was still healthy, he wanted to tame a useful dragon again and exert pressure in all his current capacities.

He tried his best to help his eldest son Rhaegar to overwhelm his brothers and sisters and unite the family.

Seeing the determination in his brother's eyes, Damon narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing deep thought.

He understood that his brother had noticed his little thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, Damon raised the corners of his mouth and returned to his slutty demeanor: "I agree, the king should have a dragon."

Once one person agrees, others must also express their opinions.

"I also agree that my father not only thinks about himself, but also thinks about his family."

Rhaegar understood his father's preference and raised his right hand in full support.

It was he who proposed his father's dragon training, originally to relieve his father's pain with the breath of the dragon.

But his father was right. If he had a dragon, he could better supervise Daemon, Aegon and others.

Your future path will be much smoother.

After receiving two votes in a row, Viserys couldn't suppress his smile and looked at Leonor and the three of them expectantly.

Leonor's face was stern, and his two thick eyebrows were squeezed together.

Otto had sharp eyes, always paying attention to the facial expressions of those present.

Grand Maester Melos hid his hands in his sleeves and stirred, his old face slumped, and his whole body exuded disapproval.

"How about it, tell me?"

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Viserys felt uneasy.

In the end, Leonor was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, you are the king of a country. We have just been harassed by a wild dragon. You should understand the danger."

Archmaester Melos followed closely behind and reprimanded sternly: "Your Majesty, your body is scarred, and flying on a dragon will only drag you down."

Otto made his last statement and said thoughtfully: "I agree with the two adults, training a dragon is no small matter."

No matter what the other two ministers think.

Otto didn't want the king to tame the dragon and threaten the future growth of his grandchildren.

But he would not speak easily, which would only deepen the king's impression of his selfishness.

After being opposed by the three chamberlains, Viserys got angry and suppressed his anger: "I am the king, and I have tamed Balerion!"

Archmaester Melos had a dull expression on his face and said calmly: "The black dragon was very old at that time, and you only rode it once."

"..."

A debate began over whether to tame a dragon or not.

Viserys fought hard and wanted to tame the dragon and realize his vision of flying into the sky.

Rhaegar naturally hoped that his father could tame the dragon, bring improvement to the family in all aspects, and help out.

Damon chatted from time to time and looked on indifferently.

Leonor and the three of them strongly opposed it, and all kinds of rhetoric kept coming out of their mouths.

Among them, Archbishop Melos had the strongest opposition and spoke sharply.

In view of the danger of dragons and the health of the king, he sternly denied the idea of ​​taming dragons.

Half an hour passed...

"Ahem..."

Viserys' face turned red as he argued, a spittle stuck in his throat, and he coughed violently.

Even so, Melos still reprimanded: "You know your physical condition well, and rashly training the dragon will only harm yourself."

Viserys was furious when he heard this. He couldn't help coughing and pointed at Melos with a trembling finger.

He just doesn't understand.

Although the pros and cons of training a dragon are clearly stated, the other party still tries to argue.

Leonor and Otto stopped fighting, unwilling to provoke the king any more.

Melos didn't understand the principle of giving up when something is easy, and said aggressively: "Training a dragon is a matter for children. You are already over forty years old..."

"shut up!!"

Rega's expression changed instantly, his eyes were so gloomy that water could drip from his eyes, and he stopped the other party's crazy behavior.

The matter of training a dragon is entirely based on one's own wishes. Father's consultation with them is out of humanitarianism, which does not mean that he will necessarily listen to their opinions.

If he continued to argue, his father's body would collapse.

Melos was stunned for a moment and said proudly: "Prince, I am a bachelor, the best advisor in terms of knowledge and wisdom."

"If you are really so wise, you should heal my father's wounds first." Rhaegar said in a bad tone.

"prince."

Melos was speechless for a moment and his face turned red.

Lei Jia's eyes were cold and unyielding: "Tell me! Where is your wisdom?"

"It's not my fault, it's the country..." Melos obviously lacked confidence and wanted to shirk responsibility.

"Haha, I suggest you keep your mouth shut." Damon's eyes were playful, as if he was staring at a prey.

"uncle!"

Rhaegar supported his father who was bent over and coughing, and glanced at his talkative uncle.

The conversation between uncle and nephew seemed to give Melos courage.

Ignoring Otto's glance, Melos lowered his face and said angrily: "The king has a special physique. It's not that I don't..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Rhaegar didn't give him a chance to finish, and reached for his father's waist.

Swish——

A flash of black light flashed, and the clan sword Black Fire was unsheathed.

Before Meros noticed anything strange, the black fire-black sword drew a full moon and brushed against his ear.

Snap!

Melos felt a chill on the side of his face, and watched helplessly as a bloody ear fell off.

There was a brief silence.

"Ah! Ears!"

Severe pain hit his heart, and Melos screamed, covering his ears regardless of the image, and fell to the ground rolling back and forth.

Even so, the pain was still unbearable. His head hit the floor hard, and cold sweat instantly penetrated his academic robe.

Damon watched with interest, kicked his fallen ear, and sneered: "I told you to shut up."

His ears were just in front of Melos' eyes, and his nerves were still twitching, like a fry in boiling water.

Melos's eyes were split, and he stared at the assailant in disbelief.

Rega looked calm, holding the black fire pestle in his hand, and remained rational: "Don't impose your incompetence on the patient, you have never tried your best."

He had long suspected that Grand Maester Melos had second thoughts, but he had no conclusive evidence.

His father proposed to tame the dragon, Leonor cited state affairs as an excuse, and Otto acted wisely to protect himself.

Melos was the only one who talked nonsense about his father's physical condition, as if training a dragon was a treasonous thing.

This scene happened so fast that it was so fast that it was overwhelming.

When Leonor saw the tragic situation of Melos, he was greatly shocked and said with righteous indignation: "Prince, he is a minister, how can you deal with it at will!?"

Rhaegar gave him a cold look in return and looked at his father who stopped coughing.

Viserys gasped hard, looked at Melos who fell to the ground and wailed in embarrassment, and held the eldest son's arm tightly with his palm.

He also didn't expect that the eldest son would do it as soon as he asked.

"Your Majesty, Melos has the responsibilities of Grand Bachelor and Imperial Advisor and should not be treated like this."

Leonor didn't know what was going on and complained angrily to the king.

As the Hand of the King, he could not tolerate the prince becoming a cruel person.

"Lord Leonor, there is more to things than meets the eye."

Rhaegar interrupted and explained: "Meros has evil intentions. I conclude that he did not fulfill his duty to treat my father."

Hearing this, Leonor's expression was startled and he was confused.

Rhaegar slowly raised the Black Fire, pointed the tip of his sword at the fallen Meros, and spoke decisively:

"In his brief history of the court, there were only a handful of prescriptions prepared for my father, none of which could relieve the cuts. They were all useless efforts."

"This is not enough evidence." Otto's eyes were deep.

Rhaegar said coldly: "Lord Jasper never pursues perfection when trying cases. He is a useless person who wastes my father's time and energy."

When the clues were found, Melos could no longer be cleansed of his sins.

"Rhaegar, how do you want to deal with this?"

Seeing that things were getting serious, Viserys suppressed his physical discomfort and smiled.

"Father, the Grand Bachelor's job is under investigation. You need to recruit a new Bachelor first." Rega said the countermeasures he had thought of in advance.

It's about his father's health, Melos must not stay!

Viserys glanced at Leonor and Otto and nodded: "Okay, let's do this for now."

After saying that, he got rid of the eldest son's support and turned around and walked up the stairs.

He didn't even look at Melos as he passed by.

Ever since the eldest son proposed the idea of ​​changing the maester while hunting in the Kingswood, he had an inexplicable opinion of Meros.

After the argument just now, he was very angry despite his good temper.

It would be better for the eldest son to cut off the other person's ears than to pull out the other person's tongue.

As soon as Viserys left, Daemon followed.

Rhaegar and three royal ministers were the only ones left in the hall.

"Lord Leonor, I hope you don't mind."

Rhaegar tried to ease the tense atmosphere and thought: "Meros is under house arrest, and the responsibility of treating my father is temporarily handed over to Maester Orville."

"Orville?"

Leonor didn't care too much. He had some impression of Orville as an honest and serious assistant bachelor.

Rega nodded: "Ovel was born in a noble family and has the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. You can conduct an investigation first."

What he was referring to, rightly or wrongly, was the city's hypnosis on grassroots bachelors.

The idea of ​​being a supreme school city is not advisable!

"I'm going to see my father. You can keep him in your custody."

Rhaegar's voice was calm, and he walked to Melos with the black fire, and wiped the blood-stained sword blade on the bachelor's robe.

Black fire symbolizes kingship.

Royal authority can be stained with blood, but it cannot be stained.