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

The next day.

The auditorium of the competition arena was crowded with people, and the momentum was even greater than yesterday.

Many noble children who were not interested in the martial arts tournament were attracted by the Crown Prince Rhaegar and the Prince Ranger Daemon and came here.

It's a pity that they can't see the knights' confrontation between uncle and nephew yet.

The wide and high platform was now filled with the most powerful handful of people in the kingdom.

Viserys sat on the throne, with Allison and Otto on his left and right, and a group of royal ministers behind him.

On the left and right sides of the lower head are the sea serpents Corlys and Rhaenys, Daemon and Lannal.

Both parties were elders, sitting next to Viserys.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra arrived late and walked naturally to the front row.

There is a wide view, and there is a specially arranged small table where refreshments and fruits can be placed.

Rhaenyra was followed by two little tails. They touched their heads one by one and said with a chuckle: "Go and play with your mother."

"Uh-huh."

The twins nodded repeatedly and rushed towards Lanner happily.

They were adopted daughters and had to be raised by Rhaenyra until they reached adulthood. They rarely saw their biological parents.

Rhaegar was still choosing a seat when the people around him disappeared without noticing.

Looking back again, I saw a jaw-dropping scene.

Rhaenyra walked slowly to the left side of the front row, and Janine stood up to greet her.

After greeting each other, the two actually hugged lightly.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he should go there or not.

And secretly, unknown to him, the two women were secretly competing with each other.

Rhaenyra kept hugging her and whispered, "Long time no see, Jeyne."

"It's really not long since we met. You didn't say hello to me yesterday, and I didn't even dare to look at you."

Jenny gently stroked the other person's back, her words laced with meaning.

Rhaenyra was not polite and retorted: "It means you know you are wrong."

Janey couldn't help but smile: "Rhaenyla, do you know that Rhaegar has still been in contact with me these past three years?"

"certainly."

Rhaenyra let go of her arms, tilted her head to look at her good sisters, and said frankly: "If it weren't for my generous charity, you wouldn't even be able to drink the water to wash the pot."

Hearing this, Jenny's face turned livid and she gritted her teeth with hatred.

What is pot water?

She could only get together once every few months, and it was so unbearable in Rhaenyra's eyes.

Rhaenyra blinked and lowered her voice: "You are so useless. I also want to see the Duchess pregnant with an illegitimate child."

"Rhaenyra, you're crazy!" Jenny's face changed instantly and she shouted angrily.

Can these words be uttered on such an occasion?

The achievements of managing the valley gave birth to her ambitions. Janey really wanted to conceive an illegitimate child so as to leave an heir.

Rhaegar was the crown prince and fully capable of restoring the illegitimate child's surname.

Even if this illegitimate child's surname is Aylin.

After Rhaenyra said that, she regained her composure. She looked at Jenny with unblinking eyes, and she could see the embarrassment of having her bad intentions revealed.

She is not so evil-minded as to plot against her former sisters.

Allowing Rhaegar to have a private meeting with Jeyne is just pampering his younger brother and taking measures that are worse than blocking.

A little test was enough to trick Jenny out of her thoughts.

Seeing her look like this, Jenny was slightly startled and realized she had been fooled.

She owed Rhaenyra, and she was always worried about the day when she would really break up with Rhaenyra, and she couldn't concentrate every time they met.

Rhaenyra sighed, stroked her skirt and sat on a chair, and persuaded her, "Jenny, just go back to the valley. I can still turn a blind eye."

The two sides are connected by blood and were allies who helped each other in the most difficult times.

Three years passed, and Rhaenyra's fighting spirit became less intense, and she did not want to cause too much trouble.

Jenny's eyes flickered, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear some hidden meanings.

Silently, he sat in a seat apart.

The two women moved in unison, each raised one leg, turned their faces to one side, and closed their eyes gently.

This scene fell in Rega's eyes, and he frowned immediately.

While Rhaenyra was talking to Janey, the noble ladies and ladies in the front row who were close to the two women voluntarily cleared the place for fear of being affected.

Now, there was an empty seat next to Rhaenyra and Jeyne, as if a multiple-choice question was placed in front of him.

Viserys, who was at the top, noticed this and looked around in surprise, secretly feeling worried for his eldest son.

He also had many mistresses when he was young.

...It happened a few years ago.

His first wife, Emma Ayling, received an orthodox education from the Ayling family and was a woman who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside.

He has many advantages, including being upright and strong.

He repeatedly reprimanded Damon in person for disrespecting his ex-wife, Lady Rhea, and helping the starving orphans in Flea Bottom.

There are also shortcomings, emotional single-mindedness.

Forced to change her husband Viserys' bad habit of visiting brothels, he has absolute say in the Red Keep.

As the first born daughter of Queen Emma, ​​Rhaenyra perfectly inherited her mother's strong character.

As far as Viserys knew, his eldest son Rhaegar had never touched a third woman except Lady Jeyne of the Vale.

Rhaegar: ...

At the same time, the sensitive Lanna'er also noticed this and looked at Rhaegar with deep eyes, wondering how her cousin would deal with it.

Damon has many mistresses, but her family tradition is very open-minded, and she usually won't pursue them unless they appear in front of her.

As if sensing something, Rhaenys glanced at her daughter, a trace of hatred flashing in her eyes.

It was not a good choice to choose as a husband, but Damon was chosen.

She had been married to Collis for many years, and she didn't know whether he had found a mistress, but she didn't hear the slightest hint of it.

A woman who doesn't even have this ability is not worthy of a happy marriage.

At this moment, Rhaegar slowly walked towards his seat, glancing back and forth at the two women who had their eyes closed and remained silent.

Walked to the seat, turned around and sat down.

Rhaenyra and Jeyne opened their eyes almost at the same time and looked at the positions beside them.

Seats empty!

Turning his head, Rhaegar sat in the empty seat between the two of them, called an attendant, and ordered: "Bring a table."

The attendant moved quickly and brought a medium-sized square table with various pastries placed on it.

Rhaegar poured three cups of tea in a row, placed them one on the left and one on the right, and took the remaining cup to drink.

He has no way to eliminate the conflict between the two women, but at least it must have a buffering effect.

With the hot tea scalding his mouth, Rhaegar thought about it silently, complaining that he was surprisingly brave today.

There was a hint of tenderness in Jenny's eyes, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, quietly watching the competition.

Rhaenyra squinted at Rhaegar, picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, then picked up a piece of dessert and sipped it.

"The fight down there is quite exciting."

Rhaegar took the initiative to open the topic and quietly took Rhaenyra's hand with his right hand.

He still prefers his sister in his heart.

"It's good."

Rhaenyra jerked her hand away and gave him a warning look.

If you want to hold hands, do it openly and openly. Privately, you think she is jealous and insists on competing for the top.

She is a natural winner, and it is almost enough to give charity to Jenny.

…

The episode passed and the martial arts tournament began.

After yesterday's knight duel, today we will have a team competition.

That’s right, there’s a melee between multiple people.

Bang!

As the referee struck the gong, fifty knights in armor stepped onto the arena.

Most of them were down-and-out knights who couldn't get together a three-piece set of armor, war horses, and weapons.

Or the defeated side in a knight duel.

Rega sat high in the stands and looked at the players on the field.

For example, old acquaintances Elmon Tully and Edmure Tully.

Old Tully had said before that the two sons and grandsons competed fairly, and whoever achieved good results in the tourney would inherit Riverrun.

The three Tullys signed up enthusiastically and participated actively.

Just yesterday, the second son Milov, who was not proficient in riding skills, was knocked off his horse by his opponent in one round.

The youngest son Edmure and grandson Elmon still had two brushes, but they accidentally bumped into the agile Daemon and were completely defeated.

On the first day, the entire Tully family was wiped out.

Helpless, Edmure and Elmon each gathered a group of followers to participate in this team competition, intending to give it a try.

On the competition ground, there are two tall and straight figures that are very eye-catching.

Alec in silver armor and white robes, Cregan Stark of Winterfell.

Cragan lost to Cole and had no choice but to hone his skills in the team competition.

Alec was a man sent by Rhaegar through his father Viserys to help old Tully who repeatedly begged.

Old Tully was partial to his grandson Elmont, and was willing to give up 30% of the profits from the Mushroom Market in the Riverlands, plus half of Riverrun's profits for the coming year.

Bang!

The obese referee struck the gong and the melee officially began.

Phew!

As soon as Elmon drew his sword, someone stabbed him in the back. The sword passed through the gap in the armor at a tricky angle and penetrated into the waist.

"There's a traitor!"

His followers shouted, chopped down the traitor with their backhand, and protected the pale Elmon from retreating into the corner.

Edmure laughed maniacally, led his followers in pursuit of victory, and pushed his good nephew to the edge of the cliff with just one encounter.

On the high platform, Rhaegar frowned.

I never expected that careless Edmure could be so cunning and cunning.

"That is Lord Boros's illegitimate son, Arnold Storm."

Jenny spoke from the side, pointing to someone on the other side of the competition arena.

Rhaegar cast his gaze and saw a heavily armored knight holding a war hammer and wielding it vigorously.

Wherever it passed, the opponent was hit so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards.

Rega was surprised: "Why is he in the team competition?"

"Arnold is not good at riding, so he needs to make a name for himself through team competition first." Jenny explained softly.

Rhaegar nodded suddenly.

"Elmon can't hold it any longer."

Rhaenyra interrupted, chewing her pastry.

Rega suppressed the raised corners of her mouth, wiped the cream on her lips, and continued to watch the competition.

On the fighting field.

Edmure pursues fiercely, and Alec joins the melee, mobilizing Elmon's followers to fight back.

Suddenly, Arnold, the bastard son on the other side of the competition field, rushed over with a shout, and knocked the sword out of Alik's hand with a hammer.

Wow!

The whole place was in an uproar, and they didn't expect the Kingsguard to be disarmed.

Alik's expression darkened, he rolled sideways to pick up the sword, and fought with the heavily armored knight who was a head taller than him.

The number of players in the team competition was reduced rapidly, and the battle situation was extremely fierce.

Seeing that Alik was under siege, Cregan, who had no opponent, stepped in to help, wielding a giant sword and killing off three opponents in a row.

At the end of the melee, fighting and screams occurred one after another, making it a chaotic mess.

Edmure breaks out of the encirclement and pounces on his good nephew Elmon.

His sword was lost somewhere, and he pulled out a glowing dagger from his waist with a swish sound.

The uncle and nephew chased me, stepped in the mud, fell and rolled together.

Elmon had a strong desire to survive, so he bit his uncle's finger, took the dagger and put it on his neck with his backhand.

Edmure was still trying to struggle, but a bloody mark was drawn on his neck, and he immediately calmed down.

The melee continued until recently, and only one of the fifty people was left.

They are Cregan, the illegitimate son Arnold, Alec, Elmon, and Edmure.

Bang!

The gongs and drums sounded, indicating the end of the team competition.

One out of ten, always.

Elmon was carried away on a stretcher by the attendants, while the maester treated the wound on his waist and eye.

Fortunately, the armor caught the sword further, otherwise the waist would be gone.

Edmure returned in defeat, staggering with a dark complexion, unwilling to accept defeat.

Poof——

Suddenly, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Edmure fell straight down, twitching twice and not moving.

"Guard! Guard!"

The referee was startled and quickly called out to the Dauntless soldiers who were maintaining order.

Turned Edmure over, he had already died.

The poisoning caused by the competition immediately caused a sensation.

Lei JiaTeng stood up, unable to believe that someone would dare to murder the Duke's son in public.

Viserys, who was at the head, stood up at the same time and whispered a few words to Otto to appease the audience present.