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

Rhaegar stood at the bow.

The moment the glutton passed parallel to the warship, he jumped.

Plop——

He fell heavily on the dragon's back, rolled over to release his strength, and firmly grasped the back scales.

Standing on the dragon's back, Rhaegar shouted joyfully: "Glutton, let's go!"

"Hiss..."

The glutton raised its head and roared, flapping its wings and taking off into the air.

below.

Robb looked at this scene in shock.

Rhaegar and Gluttony, one person and one dragon...

Oh, no.

It should be one person and two dragons.

The glutton carried Rhaegar straight into the sky, facing the rising sun and disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

The gray shadow chased after him vigorously, neighing in dissatisfaction.

One person and two dragons disappeared into the vast sea.

…

at the same time.

Dragonstone, inside the castle.

Rhaenyra lay on the bed, with dark circles under her eyes, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Ever since Rhaegar decided to attack the Three Women's Kingdom, she hadn't slept a wink for several days.

Worried.

Glancing out the window, the sky was foggy and it was another sleepless night.

Rhaenyra's eyes were full of exhaustion and she shook the bell on the bedside table.

Crunch——

The door opened from the outside and a beautiful foreign girl walked in.

Rhaenyra asked: "Sarah, did Rhaegar tell you when he would be back?"

The foreign girl was the personal maid sent to her by Rhaegar.

Sara shook her head and said simply: "No."

"How many troops did Rhaegar bring?"

Rhaenyra asked again.

"have no idea."

Sarah cherished words like gold.

Feeling the cold attitude of the other party, Rhaenyra bit her lip: "Say what you know."

She was the personal maid specially assigned by Rhaegar before leaving. She didn't believe that she didn't know anything.

As expected, Sarah was stunned.

Then, he raised the corners of his mouth and said with unclear meaning: "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Sure, say it."

Rhaenyra couldn't stand the other party's arrogant attitude and became irritable.

Sara’s voice was calm: “I’m afraid that if I tell you, you will suffer psychological pressure.”

As he spoke, he slowly walked to the bed and sat down without anyone noticing.

Rhaenyra stood up, expressionless: "Say it, say it word for word."

"as you wish."

Sarah stroked her long hair, deliberately whetting her appetite, and said mysteriously: "My task is very simple, the prince only gave me two instructions."

"What is it?"

Rhaenyra looked unkindly, urging her to speak faster.

Sara smiled carelessly: "1. Protect your safety."

"two,"

As soon as the two words were spoken, Sara paused and showed a narrow smile.

Snapped--

Rhaenyra slapped her in the face and said angrily: "Bitch, I am the princess of Dragonstone, Rhaegar's sister, you dare to tease me!?"

With a proud look, who do you think you are?

Even she dared to look down on him.

Sarah was whipped and turned her head away, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, you forced me to say it."

After being slapped, Sarah seemed to have succeeded in her conspiracy and returned to her previous cold demeanor.

Under Rhaenyra's glare, her eyes were cold and she said: "Second, if anything happens to the prince, assassinate the queen and the remaining three princes immediately."

Hearing this, the furious Rhaenyra was momentarily stunned.

My mind was spinning, my eyes widened in disbelief, and I stumbled: "Assassinate Allison...and..."

Sara caught the conversation and said coldly: "Aegon, Aemond and Prince Daeron."

Before leaving, Rhaegar expected that he would win.

But just in case anything happened in the past, we still made the worst plan.

If he is unlucky enough to be assassinated like Aemon Targaryen.

Or Rhaenys Targaryen was shot in the dragon's eye by a scorpion crossbow and died with the dragon.

So.

His shadow will instantly kill Allison and the three half-brothers.

Paving the way for Rhaenyra to inherit the Iron Throne.

Don't blame him for being cruel.

While alive, Rhaenyra was his sister, and his younger brothers were his brothers and assets.

Even after he died, Rhaenyra was still his sister, but his brothers were a source of instability.

Rhaegar had only one thought: "Keep Rhaenyra at any cost."

After figuring it out, Rhaenyra was stunned, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"Rega..."

When I wanted to speak, my throat seemed to be blocked, and I couldn't speak clearly because I was choked with sobs.

…

King's Landing, Red Keep.

"Baolan, prepare a breakfast for me. I'm going to meet the king later."

In the bedroom, Jenny was sleepy and softly called to her maid.

"Yes, Lady Jane."

Bao Lan opened the curtains, pushed the door open and left the room with gentle steps.

boom--

The door is closed.

Bao Lan leaned against the door and looked around warily.

After confirming that no one was there, he reached out and dug into Fu Fu's chest.

He took out a piece of letter paper and a glass bottle as thick as a little finger.

The glass bottle is small and exquisite, containing clear and transparent liquid.

Baolan looked back at the door, her eyes dark and unclear, and opened the note and read it again.

There are three lines of small words on the note.

1. Protect Jenny’s safety.

2. If something unexpected happens, prompt Janey to support Rhaenyra.

3. Jeyne and Rhaenyra turned against each other...

There is a paragraph at the end, which Baolan skips directly.

He crumpled the note a few times and swallowed it.

After a month of contact, she sincerely admired the duchess in the room.

Looking at the only small bottle left in his hand, Sapphire's eyes flashed with struggle, and he hid it deeply in his chest.

She firmly believed that except for the first sentence on the letter.

The remaining two are useless.

…

The morning sun rose slowly, and the sky was surprisingly clear.

One of the three female kingdoms, Myr.

"Hiss-"

The dragon's roar resounded across the sky, and the scorching dragon flames suddenly raised the temperature.

Two dragons, one black and one gray, soared in the sky, and dragon flames fell from the sky, burning the city non-stop.

Within an hour.

Gun smoke fills the air, and broken arms are everywhere.

Myr's defensive strength is slightly stronger than that of Lys, and the city's towers carry several scorpion crossbows.

After launching the first round of shooting at the two dragons, they were burned by a mouthful of dragon flame from the enraged glutton.

The tower's towers melted into magma, roasting the garrison inside into charcoal.

Somewhere in the Colosseum.

"Rush, the devil is here!"

The Wuyangyang garrison rushed into the gate of the Colosseum and searched around with ferocious faces.

Dang clang——

A shackle was thrown to the ground with a crisp sound.

The garrison was immediately alarmed and looked at him fiercely.

A young man with silver hair wearing a torn black robe stood in front of the gate where slaves were kept.

He held his head high and stared at them indifferently.

Seeing the silver-haired boy, the garrison seemed to be stimulated, and rushed forward with shouts.

"Kill him, kill him quickly!"

"Skin him alive..."

Hundreds of garrison troops rushed towards them. Rhaegar's expression remained unchanged and he faced them calmly.

With a shake of his right hand, he held the spear in his hand.

He touched his waist with his left hand and pulled out the dragon claw.

"You should pay the price for your so-called deeds!"

Rhaegar moved forward slowly, wielding a pistol and a sword flexibly.

The spear's name was Dawn, the name he had given him when he left Lys on his dragon.

The morning light and the dragon's claws emerge from the same furnace.

The foot-long spearhead is forged from Valyrian steel, and the shaft is made of hard wood.

The garrison rushed in front of them. Lei Jia was not afraid and shouted: "Kill!"

The morning light pierced out, and the gun tip penetrated a person's eye socket, killing him instantly.

The dragon's claws blocked the slashes of swords and axes, and cut off one man's head with an upward pick.

Rumble——

The swordsmen met, and the iron gate behind them slowly opened, raising a puff of dust.

Wow…

There was a sound of shackles, and a large number of strong slaves stood behind the gate.

"Come on! Kill all the slave owners' lackeys!"

The tall slave at the head roared angrily, and held the untied shackles in his hands like a meteor hammer.

A command.

Slaves swarmed out. Looking down from the sky, slaves were densely packed and quickly filled the Colosseum.

Rhaegar rushed into the center of the garrison, wielding his spear and sword wantonly, and no one within seven feet dared come close.

After killing more than a dozen people who didn't care about life and death, the battle was coming to an end.

The slaves swarmed forward, and the hundreds of garrison troops were simply not enough to see.

Starting from the outermost part, the shackles tightened around the neck and dragged outwards forcefully.

When there were only a few garrison left, the slaves pressed down, punched and kicked them like arhats.

Rhaegar raised his weapon and shouted: "If you want to be free, follow me and plunder the ships in the port!"

"I will obey your orders..."

The slaves shouted excitedly and followed Rhaegar out of the Colosseum.

"Hiss..."

The gray shadow glided over the head, and the spherical dragon flames hit the Colosseum, completely destroying this sinful place.

Rhaegar sent the freed slaves to the port, leaving a message: "The homeless go to Westeros!"

Say it.

The glutton fell from the sky, and Rega quickly climbed onto the dragon's back.

Under the gaze of countless slaves, he soared into the sky riding a giant dragon.

"Hiss-"

Before leaving, Gluttony and Gray Shadow breathed out the last breath of dragon flames and smashed the redundant warships in the port into pieces.

Rhaegar looked down at the slaves boarding the ship one after another, his mind open as never before.

After experiencing the accident of being revoked by his father from the military power, Rhaegar's thinking changed slightly.

He needs more troops and territories that are completely at his disposal.

These slaves he rescued were the best soldiers and subjects.

The glutton flew through the clouds, and Rhaegar opened his arms to face the clouds and cool breeze.

He closed his eyes in intoxication and whispered softly: "Father, King's Landing is no longer my harbor, the young dragon will eventually fly high."

A harbor is a shelter from wind and rain, and he spent his childhood in King's Landing.

Now, he has grown up.

The young dragon is unfettered and belongs to the sky and the sea.

Opening his eyes again, Rhaegar's eyes were clear: "Next stop, Tyrosh!"

"Hiss..."

Two dragon roars, one high and one low, stirred up the thin clouds and soared quickly.

…

King's Landing.

The king's palace.

Viserys sat dejectedly at the table, playing with the stone sculptures on the table.

Apart from banquets and tournaments, stone carving is one of his few hobbies.

He worked with his craftsmen for several years to sculpt and complete the "Free Keep" of Old Valyria.

Viserys picked up a dragon-shaped stone sculpture and placed it casually in front of him.

Then, the second, third...

Five dragon-shaped stone sculptures were placed in front of you, placed too casually and a little shaky.

Looking at these stone sculptures that he loved in the past, Viserys felt no pleasure and felt hot all over.

Rhaegar had been gone for five days since the big argument.

He received Aegon's letter.

Rhaegar refused to listen and led two thousand soldiers to surprise Tyrosh.

"Oh, that's too reckless. We should bring more soldiers."

Viserys tilted his head back and sighed deeply.