Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Chapter 37: Having a bad temper

　　咚咚…

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a slight knock on the door.

Rhaegar frowned in confusion, not knowing who would come at this time.

 “Brother, I’m here to see you…”

Helena's soft childish voice came through the door.

Rhaegar recalled his promise last night and said, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

Crunch—

The door was slowly pushed open, and Helena, wearing a silk nightgown, cautiously poked her little head in.

 Looking around to see if there was anyone else in the room, he entered the room.

 Turn around and close the door quickly.

 A set of movements flowed smoothly, like a skilled thief.

Rhaegar looked amused and asked, "What are you afraid of? There will be monsters in my room?"

Helena shook her head and put her index finger to her lips: "Shh, I ran out secretly, and my mother hasn't rested yet."

 “Is Alisson in your room?”

Rhaegar was puzzled.

Helena walked to the bed quietly and replied: "She just went to find her father."

Rhaegar raised the corners of his lips, knowing that Allison must have been called away by his father.

This is good, at least I don’t have to see her false condolences.

Looking up at Helena who was looking forward to it, Rega pointed to the fireplace: "I bought a ball and some other toys. Go and have a look."

 “Hmm~”

 Helena nodded her head quickly and ran happily to the pile of toys by the fireplace.

ˆ Ilic is a strict person, and he completes the tasks assigned by Rhaegar very seriously.

 The toys I bought are the most popular items in various stores, and they are very popular with children.

Helena first picked up a colorful leather ball, and then grabbed a dragon-shaped rag doll stuffed with goose feathers.

 The little girl sat down on the carpet and played with her new toy.

Rhaegar smiled and did not disturb her to entertain herself. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

He promised that Helena could play in the room, so there was no reason to refuse.

Moreover, this half-sister seems to have prophecy ability, so there is no harm in getting in touch with her more.

 Maybe it will help him figure out the rules of the dreamer's talent.

Although he didn't know whether the dreamer's talent was irregular or not.

Neither brother nor sister spoke, and the room became quiet.

 The handsome little boy is bedridden with a sickly look on his face, while the pink little girl is sitting by the fireplace having fun.

 A warm and harmonious scene.

Until Helena picked up a bright silver bracelet, held it up and asked, "Brother, is this bracelet for me too?"

 Rega heard the sound and thought it was a replica made by a blacksmith shop, and said casually: "No, that is my accessory."

"oh…"

Helena responded without saying anything and silently put down the bracelet.

Looking at the little girl's disappointed look, Rhaegar couldn't help but think of Rhaenyra's rejection of him, and his chest felt tight.

With a slight hesitation in his heart, Rhaegar smiled with relief: "It belongs to you now. If you like it, wear it as a gift from me."

 He did not want to reject Helena, just as he did not want his sister to reject him.

After a sudden turn of events, Helena raised a smile: "Well, thank you brother, I like it very much."

“It’s okay, you have to fight for what you like, it’s what you deserve.”

Rhaegar responded softly, his chest rising and falling pulling at the injury on his back, and he frowned in pain.

Helena finally realized something was wrong with Rhaegar, and returned to the bed holding the bracelet, as if confused: "Brother, why are you lying down and not moving?"

 “I was a little injured and could only lie on the bed to recuperate for a while.”

Rhaegar told the truth.

"Will it hurt? Aegon sometimes pinches me secretly, and it hurts."

Helena naively thought that Rhaegar had also been pinched, so she climbed onto the bed with her feet and puffed up her cheeks: "Let me snort for you. It won't hurt anymore."

Rhaegar was amused by this silly girl.

 Laughter stretched the back muscles, making the pain even more severe.

 “Damn chains, why don’t they hurt me to death!”

The pain increased, and Rhaegar angrily cursed the **** who changed the chains, venting his frustration. Helena was startled by him and huddled in a corner of the bed, not daring to come near.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m scolding the person who hurt me, not you.”

 After reacting, Rega comforted her sister with a wry smile.

 It’s really difficult for him.

 My back hurts again, and I have to comfort such a silly sister.

 Helena couldn't hear his voice, but she had her own unique set of thoughts.

Climbing up to Rhaegar on tiptoe, he pursed his lips and blew **** his bandaged back.

Rhaegar looked at this scene and felt a little strange in his heart.

  It seems to be an inexplicable comfort.

He reached out and rubbed Helena's silver hair, and said with a smile: "Okay, my wound doesn't hurt anymore."

 Helena stopped breathing and looked at him blankly.

There was confusion in his clear eyes.

 As if asking "Really?"

Rhaegar noticed the bracelet in her hand and suggested, "Would you like me to put it on for you?"

Helena tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded.

 Taking the bracelet, Rhaegar took one of his sister's hands and put the bracelet on.

 Thanks to Rhaegar's past frailty, his figure was too thin.

 The bracelet according to his size was just right on Helena's wrist, which was a little baby-fat.

Rhaegar praised with satisfaction: "The chubby little girl is worthy of this bracelet."

Unexpectedly, Helena's face, which was flushed just a second ago, suddenly changed.

He suppressed his smile, pouted his lips, moved away from Rhaegar, turned his back and huddled up.

Rhaegar’s smile faltered. He didn’t expect that a two-year-old girl would care about fat or thinness.

He called Helena's name several times, but she didn't respond and remained motionless in protest.

Seeing this, Rhaegar smiled helplessly and turned his head to sleep.

 As for an apology?

 Haha, Targaryen men never apologize!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the night was getting darker in a blink of an eye.

 Helena turned her head and took a peek at Rhaegar, who was sleeping soundly.

Seeing that his brother was motionless, he slipped out of bed and left the room.

 …

 On the other side, Rhaenyra has just returned from Dragonstone.

As soon as she entered the Red Castle, she was stopped by the attendant and told that the king had asked her to talk.

 “Okay, let me change my clothes.”

Rhaenyra was satisfied after a day of fun, so she washed up and went to see her father.

Arriving at the door of Viserys's bedroom, Rhaenyra was about to knock on the door when she saw the door opening from the inside.

 Allison walked out of the room in a gorgeous dress.

Rhaenyra was in a good mood and took the initiative to say hello to her stepmother and best friend.

Allison smiled reluctantly and reminded in a low voice: "Rhaega is injured and your father is very angry. Please don't contradict him for a while."

Although Allison at this period has shown her deep disloyalty to their former besties.

But without the bewitchment of her father Alto Hightower, she and Rhaenyra have not yet reached the point of breaking off their relationship.

 Show kindness to Rhaenyra when appropriate and maintain the long-broken friendship between the two.

Hearing that Rhaegar was injured, Rhaenyra's mind buzzed, and she immediately asked: "How could Rhaegar be injured? Isn't he protected by Ser Ilic?"

Allison glanced back into the room. Just as he was about to reveal more information, he was interrupted by Viserys's voice.

“Rhaenayla, how long do you want your king to wait?”

　　It could be heard that Viserys' tone was very bad, and he was suppressing a surge of anger.

 “Sorry, I have to go back and look after the kids.”

Allison returned an apologetic look, holding up the hem of her skirt and passing by Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra entered the room with a frown on her face, confused.

Viserys was sitting beside the stone sculpture sand table in the bedroom, playing with a dragon-shaped stone sculpture.

 (End of this chapter)