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

"Hiss..."

A sharp dragon roar sounded from far to near.

Not a glutton, but Rhaenyra who arrived belatedly on Syrax.

Traveling with them is Lannar, who drives Vhagar.

Rhaegar glanced at the two of them and turned back calmly.

"Hiss-"

The glutton felt the anger of the driver, and he prepared a mouthful of dragon flames to spurt out.

"ah!……"

"No……"

The giant dragon and the warship were not far apart from each other, and the green dragon flames arrived in an instant.

Seeing the oncoming dragon flames, Jon lost his previous strength and screamed in panic.

Like a shrew who went to the countryside and has never seen the world.

Earl Bar-Almon was even more unbearable, his crotch was wet, he was rolling around and wanted to jump off the ship.

Unfortunately, the dragon flame cannot escape.

boom--

Dragon flames bombarded the front of the warship, and a green mist-like fire enveloped most of the ship.

Jon, Baal Ammon...

All the soldiers who dared to attack Rhaegar were lost in the brilliant green.

The deck was cleared.

"Escape quickly..."

The soldiers in the cabin escaped unhurt and quickly jumped out of the ship through the vents, plopping into the sea like dumplings.

"Roar……"

Gluttony roared, and his vertical pupils swept across the turbulent sea with cold eyes.

"Glutton, that's it."

Rhaegar's voice was calm, stopping the dragon from chasing the remaining soldiers.

The only people he wanted to kill were those who overestimated their abilities and dared to despise or disobey him.

Killing ordinary soldiers cannot demonstrate his majesty.

The royal fleet was built by Rhaenyra and was funded by taxes from Dragonstone.

Jon contradicted him several times and spoke rudely.

Thinking about his last name.

Let’s look at the stranger he befriended, Count Bar-Elmon.

One can imagine how unstable his position is.

The news of Lei Jia's defeat of the Three Women's Kingdom had just spread to both sides of the mainland. It was an instant sensation and had become a general trend.

For him to seek trouble at this time is no different from seeking death.

Then let him fulfill it.

Witnessing the gluttons burning the warships, Rhaenyra exclaimed: "Rhaegar, what's going on?"

If she was not mistaken, the people on board seemed to be the Navy Governor and the Earl of Pointed Point.

Gluttony changed direction so that the driver was facing the riders of the other two dragons.

Rhaegar looked helpless and warned: "The former Navy Governor is dead. You go back and choose a new one. Find someone who is loyal and obedient."

Rhaenyra was stunned when she heard this, thinking of Jon's obstruction and offense to Rhaegar last time.

That time, Rhaegar wanted to chop off Jon's head.

"You spend money to support the fleet, but then don't listen to your orders. What's the use of keeping it?"

Rhaegar hated the reminder that iron cannot become steel.

The royal fleet is an elite force built at a huge cost.

He originally wanted to ask for command from Rhaenyra when he attacked the Three Kingdoms.

Unexpectedly, my father would deprive the Wang family's fleet of ships with just one edict.

You know, it was Rhaenyra who spent huge sums of money to build the royal fleet.

With his relationship with Rhaenyla, he was unable to dispatch the royal fleet at the critical moment!

What's the use of keeping it.

Patrol the throat or intercept the crown prince?

After receiving Rhaegar's reminder, Rhaenyra thought of all the details and lowered her head emotionally: "I know, I will choose a new naval governor."

She originally formed the royal fleet to add an additional force to defend Dragonstone.

Jon didn't listen to her orders and was obviously not a good subordinate.

According to the nobility and vassal system of Westeros.

The vassal of a vassal is not my vassal, and the vassal of a vassal is not my vassal.

Jon was directly under Rhaenyra, but he didn't listen to orders and was already seeking death.

Look at Houses Blackwood and Bracken in the Riverlands.

The two families asked their vassals and soldiers to fight against the army of Riverrun, and the vassals and soldiers did not flinch.

These are the rules of "Game of Thrones."

Break the oath of allegiance, damn it!

Seeing that Rhaenyra understood, Rhaegar opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words of comfort.

Then I thought about it.

Rhaenyra was actually stronger and less fragile than he wanted.

Rhaegar said: "Glutton, take me to the fleet."

"Hiss-"

The glutton glanced at Syrax and Vhagar with his vertical eyes, flapping his wings and soaring.

Once he was gone, Lannar drove Vhagar to Rhaenyra.

In Rhaenyra's puzzled eyes, Lannar organized her words: "Jon and Boros are cousins, and Boros was taught a lesson by Rhaegar."

Just speak to the point and I believe your friends will understand.

In Lannar's view, although Rhaegar's solution was crude, it was not a big problem upon closer inspection.

At least more reasonable than his husband Damon.

also.

As we all know, Rhaenyra has always had a bad taste in people.

Rhaenyra: ...

Secretly clenching his fists, he cursed in his heart.

…

Rhaegar came over the fleet and inspected it.

There were more than twenty ships in total.

Robb and others returned safely, laden with the treasures looted from Lys.

A total of ten warships.

The remaining dozen or so large ships were occupied by escaped slaves from Lys and Myr.

As soon as they saw Rhaegar's figure, they all knelt down, kowtowed, and sang praises.

Only a medium-sized sailboat fell at the rear, which caused Rhaegar to treat it differently.

Swish…

Hundreds of Unsullied people wearing spiked helmets and black armor stood in a queue, their rigid looks like uniformly carved stone sculptures.

Rhaegar was confused, and all the Unsullied in Tyrosh were killed by him.

Where did these Unsullied come from?

And why come by boat?

The leader of the Unsullied knelt down on one knee, took off his spiked helmet, and said in a dull voice: "The great Targaryen prince, the breaker of shackles..."

Halfway through his words, he paused.

Don't know how to continue.

Ask for shelter; ask for slavery; ask for freedom

For those with weak self-awareness, it is undoubtedly difficult to sort out.

Swish…

The rest of the Unsullied all knelt down, their heads lowered one by one, and followed the officer's pace.

No one spoke, and a tense and anxious atmosphere filled the air.

Rhaegar saw the difficult situation of these Unsullied.

It seems that they are seeking freedom but have nowhere to go, seeking acceptance but fearing slavery.

"Where do you come from and what do you want?"

After thinking about it, Rhaegar asked.

The Unsullied officer looked stiff and stumbled while telling his story.

They were purchased by members of the Rogar family in Astapor.

The Rogar family was destroyed in the Disaster of Lys.

They lost the servitude of their buyers, feared the cruelty of Astapor's slave owners, and heard about Rhaegar's deeds of freeing the slaves.

Come here because of its reputation.

Rhaegar suddenly thought about the reason why [The Truth of History] was triggered.

The Rogar family was destroyed and Lys was burned.

Avenged the blood revenge of the Dragon King who died at the hands of the Lysians.

With his eyes moving, Rhaegar asked: "Where is your whip?"

He knew something about Astapor.

The Unsullied obey only their master with a whip.

The Unsullied officer heard a flash of worry in his eyes, and said honestly: "The whip and the buyer were buried together in the ruins."

"Do you still want to follow the whip's orders?"

Rhaegar asked.

The Unsullied officer was stunned and silent.

The few days that he and all the Unsullied had the most peace of mind as they were freed from the buyer's control and sailed across the Narrow Sea from Lys.

Their original intention of coming here was to break the shackles and be loyal to a reliable master.

Seeing that he remained silent, Rhaegar understood in his heart and said solemnly: "Since you don't want to be enslaved by the whip, then be loyal to me, fight for glory, and die for freedom!"

"Hiss-"

The glutton roared in time, and green dragon flames spurted out, creating a curtain of fire.

Under the dragon flames, the Unsullied's eyes glowed strangely when they heard the sound, and they couldn't believe it for a long time.

Above the dragon flames, Rhaegar controls the dragon, overlooking the sky and sea, like a true god in the world.

Swish…

The Unsullied stood up one after another, tapping their spears on their shields, looking up at the silver-haired boy with burning eyes.

The other party promised to bring them freedom, and they were willing to be its pawns.

Regardless of honor or disgrace, go to death calmly.

Rhaegar curled up the corners of his mouth, and drove the glutton to circle in a circle, soaring towards Blackwater Bay, and said in a loud voice: "Return to the King's Landing!!"

"Hiss-"

The dragon roars loudly.

…

Red keep, dungeon.

Tread...

There was a sound of footsteps, falling into a prison deep in the dungeon.

The prisoners were lying at the door of the cell, staring at the people entering the dungeon, too scared to make a sound.

"Ahem..."

Viserys coughed twice, his pale face turned unnaturally flushed, and his breathing was slightly labored.

"Your Majesty, the stench of the dungeon is not conducive to your recovery."

Ilic supported the king and gave his advice dutifully.

Grand Bachelor Melos explained.

The king is worried and exhausted, so he should relax his mind and recover.

Viserys covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, his voice slightly breathless: "Don't listen to Melos' nonsense. The bachelors in the city love to scaremonger the most."

Ilic lowered his head and held a torch for lighting.

One king and one minister walked to a cell deep in the dungeon.

Looking at the relatively clean and tidy damp stone prison, Viserys looked melancholy and breathed heavily: "Damon, your brother is here, why don't you come over and salute."

In the cell, a figure was lying on a wooden bed, his head covered in a thin quilt.

Hearing Viserys' call, he remained unmoved.

"Your Majesty." Ilic asked with his eyes open.

Do you want to wake up the people in the cell?

Viserys waved his hand and said calmly: "Damon, don't make me say it a second time."

Finally, the prisoner reacted.

"Oh, it's time to be punished again!"

The quilt was lifted up, and the imageless Damon sat up straight, muttering full of complaints.

He's doing fine in his cell.

There was food and drink, and a lot of time sleeping like a dead man.

There are only two things that are not to my liking.

Firstly, there was a lack of wine and women, and secondly, his brother always came to scold him.

Viserys looked at his sloppy look and said angrily: "I won't scold you this time. Don't be ungrateful."

He scolded Damon for his own good, so that he could change his ways.

"Then what do you want to talk about, Your Majesty?"

Damon stepped off the wooden bed and staggered towards the iron fence.

I haven't been active for too long, and my body is a little rusty.

Coming closer, Daemon looked Viserys up and down and frowned unconsciously.

There was a feeling of weakness all over his body.

The smell of medicine can stand out from the stench of the dungeon even though it is two or three meters away.

"Brother, are you sick?"

Damon's expression was stiff and he found a comfortable angle to lean against the iron fence.

The last time Viserys came to see him, he didn't do anything but scold him.

He also said that the wounds all over his body were relieved.

He should be in good physical condition.