Bang!
The door to the conference hall closed.
Rhaenyra hung her head like a defeated hen.
Thinking about what had been discussed at the royal meeting, she couldn't help but feel confused.
Aemon and Laena...
Not to mention the former, Laena was one of the few friends Rhaenyra had left after losing Alicent.
"When did it happen?"
Rhaenyra was very confused.
Her head was dizzy, and she couldn't remember how to get back to her bedroom.
She just wanted to cover herself with a big quilt and quickly fall asleep.
As she passed an open door, she heard a childish voice from inside.
"Sister, I'll help you."
A silver-haired boy was sitting on the carpet holding a glass jar with a butterfly. A slightly older, silver-haired girl pursed her lips and stared at her palms intently.
Her two white, chubby hands were clasped together, and a black reptile was crawling inside them.
Rhaenyra ignored them and quickly walked into the bedroom next door.
"Princess."
Cole stood guard at the door and nodded respectfully.
Thanks to the king's favor, the queen's and princess's bedrooms are on the same floor, no more than a few feet apart.
The original intention was to make it easier for the two friends to get together.
But now, they dislike each other.
In the queen's bedroom,
Alicent, wearing the red ribbon dress she had worn during the day, leaned on the balcony in a daze.
She saw Rhaenyra passing by.
This reminded Alicent of the day's unhappiness, and anger showed in her eyes.
It was hard to imagine Rhaenyra saying such obscene words to her.
What does she mean by saying she has a close relationship with Aemon?
And she ate the milky white snow, too.
Alicent secretly bit her silver teeth, and her hands unconsciously dug into each other.
It's just a bite. It's not like Aemon had never eaten her when he was little.
Back then, Aemon was just a baby who would cry if he was hungry.
Occasionally, she lifted her clothes and secretly tried it behind the nun's back.
A hungry baby is like a grunting pig.
"Rhaenyra, you selfish guy. I won't let you be proud for too long."
Alicent swore under her breath.
Unconsciously, she scratched her nails with her slender fingers, and a few drops of blood oozed out.
"Sister!"
Aemond suddenly cried out.
"Don't cry. Hold it back."
Helaena looked innocent as she placed her chubby hands on her brother's face.
Her little bug ran out and got into Aemond's clothes.
"Take it out."
Helaena pulled open her brother's collar and stretched out her hand, frightened by the little bug.
After a long time of poking and cooing, the cold reptile was captured alive.
After a series of procedures, it was a mess.
"Thank you, sister."
Aemond's eyes were blurred with tears, but he managed to say thank you.
Helaena put the reptile away and waved her hands.
The meaning was obvious: no need to be polite to your sister.
One is five years old, and the other is four, and they get along quite well.
"Seven Gods, stop playing with bugs."
Alicent felt a tightness in her chest and went forward to carry the siblings back to bed.
With their father away from King's Landing, the family's distant water could not quench their immediate thirst.
The children were still so young.
Alicent was tired and wanted to beat her eldest son, Aegon.
"Tysa, is Aegon asleep?"
Alicent asked her close female companion who was guarding the door.
"Not yet."
A humble and submissive voice; a heartwarming answer.
Little Aegon:
...
The sea serpent, Corlys, is coming.
The news spread, and even the prostitutes in Flea Bottom knew about it.
For the lords who came one after another, it was undoubtedly a hot topic.
It circulated widely for several days.
Who was under the greatest pressure during this period?
The prince, who was playing both sides.
Aemon seemed calm on the surface, but he was actually panicking.
Although he had expected this day to come, he still hoped it would come a day later when it finally arrived.
As soon as the uncle encountered the sea serpent, he could no longer hide the "good things" he had done.
Fortunately, Balerion and Meraxes favored him, and God was kind.
The sea serpent, Corlys, arrived one day late.
Just! One day!
...
He arrived the third day after Daemon returned.
The tournament was held on time.
On that day, Corlys Velaryon arrived at King's Landing with his family aboard the sea serpent.
Red Keep:
The Prince's bedroom.
Bang!
Early in the morning, the door was kicked open.
Aemon woke up suddenly, his eyes widening with dark circles.
"Get up quickly! The adults from all over the country will be here today."
Rhaenyra was very rude and threw a gorgeous black outfit on the bed.
Aemon was stunned. "Who offended you?"
He picked up the fine robe with a shawl that was cut to his size.
He didn't carry anyone on his back and put on the clothes, exposing his upper body.
Rhaenyra stared at him for a few seconds. Her face was slightly red. She turned away and said stubbornly, "No one is bothering me. Hurry up and come with me to greet Lord Corlys."
Aemon was not only distressed but also unable to figure it out.
Today, the main event has arrived.
Comparative desire took over, and he didn't care about the beauty in front of him.
"Really?" Aemon said deliberately, "I don't believe it."
Bang!
In response, the slightly dusty door frame closed tightly.
Aemon grinned and slapped his cheeks hard.
What's there to be afraid of? He is the dignified Prince Targaryen, driver of Vermithor and head of Riverdale.
"Stay alert. Don't lose points!"
Aemon took a deep breath and calmly walked out the door.
...
The arena.
It is a magnificent oval-shaped building located in the city of King's Landing.
Terraced audience seats increase layer by layer on both sides, allowing everyone to see the open space in the center of the arena.
On the side of the arena's audience seats.
There is a special building with a glazed tile roof that opens up to a spacious area.
This is a specially prepared VIP seat.
"Lord Corlys, long time no see."
Viserys smiled and sat in the main seat of the second row.
"Your Majesty, I am relieved to see that you are in good health."
Corlys said politely and sat down in the seat to the left of the king.
A day and night of sailing was not enough to tire him.
Viserys was speechless and rolled his eyes inwardly.
The sea serpent is 61 years old this year, two years older than his deceased father-in-law, Aemon Targaryen.
It's no wonder his cousin Rhaenys condescended to marry him. An old man can be so tormenting.
During the conversation, the VIPs arrived one after another.
There were noble representatives from various realms, noblewomen of good reputation, and two ministers before the king.
Few Lords were present and most of them were surrounded by vassals in a separate area.
The gand Lyonel was responsible for maintaining order during the tournament.
"Cousin, are you okay?"
Rhaenys walked over and greeted him naturally.
"I'm fine."
Viserys smiled sincerely.
Rhaenys looked around and asked, "Is Lady Rhea not here?"
She is Daemon's legal wife and the mother of his son, Aemon.
Viserys's smile froze. "She has urgent business in Runestone City and cannot leave."
It's better that she didn't come.
He knew how terrible his brother's wife was. Everyone should have been quiet when she arrived.
"Oh~"
Rhaenys understood instantly and sat next to her husband.
Laenor and his short-sleeved lover came and sat in the empty seats in the next row.
Those were reserved for the younger generation.
Rhaenyra sat expressionless at one end with her legs crossed.
She wore a bright red dress today, which stood out in the crowd.
However, her cold demeanor kept people at a distance.
Anyone could tell that Her Royal Highness was in a bad mood.
Looking down, you could see a corner of the arena.
Aemon was dressed up to entertain a group of vassal allies from the Vale.
"Aemon!"
Laena said softly.
Aemon turned his head.
Laena wore a long sea-blue dress and had her waist-length, wavy, golden and silver hair loose. She exuded a gentle temperament just by standing there.
"Laena, I missed you so much."
Aemon opened his arms.
They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, but it felt like a year had passed.
"Do you really want to see me?"
Laena raised the corner of her lips and made a dangerous statement.
Aemon smiled and asked, "Is that true?"
"You're so good. I'll give you a reward."
Laena smiled, cupped his face in her hands, and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
Aemon happily accepted it, leaving a little aftertaste.
It's just a sister-brother relationship; there's nothing to be embarrassed about.
But what about being seen by others?
If you stick your head out, you'll be cut off. If you shrink your head, you'll also be cut off.
You've already done it, so why be afraid of death?
Laena didn't let go; she hugged his neck with a helpless look in her eyes. "Does my coming make you so worried?"
Aemon was slightly startled.
Her warm, scallion-white fingertips lightly touched the dark circles under his eyes.
This may be the difference between Laena and Rhaenyra.
Laena is older and more thoughtful.
As an older sister, she knows how to think from another's perspective.
Aemon's heart warmed as he hugged her slim waist with both hands.
She's a good woman.
"Aemon, I'm not kidding you."
Laena changed the subject; her teeth itched with hatred. "Are you saying you're not prepared to deal with it?"
She dared to steal Rhaenyra's love.
Laena did not dare bet on what Aemon was thinking.
"If my father and the king quarrel today, it will be troublesome.
"Don't worry. I thought about it on the way here."
Aemon said softly.
"Don't worry about life and death. Just do it if you don't agree."
He is determined to play both sides, and nothing, not even his great-grandfather's resurrection, can stop him.
"I believe you."
Laena's eyes showed disbelief, but she didn't reveal it.
There is no way!
Marry a chicken and follow the chicken; marry a dog and follow the dog.
Who told her to choose a bold guy?
The two of them separated and walked to the VIP seats one after the other.
At the same time.
An obscure confrontation took place between the two most powerful people in the room.
Corlys leaned back in his chair and said, "Your Majesty, I believe you know why I came this time."
"Oh, what is it?"
Viserys pretended to be surprised and played dumb.
If he could have pretended to be deaf, he wouldn't have answered.
His bastard nephew was always giving him problems.
Corlys had expected this and pointed to the couple walking down the aisle. He said seriously, "My daughter and Daemon's son have been in love for a long time."
"Unmarried boys and girls are bound to have secret feelings for each other."
Viserys chuckled.
"If you have the guts, just say that my nephew slept with your daughter."
If you have the nerve, I'll play dumb."
Rhaenys glanced at her cousin, surprised by his thick skin.
His ability to play dumb is impressive.
Corlys's face darkened slightly, and he lowered his voice. "Aemon is the future son-in-law of the Velaryon family. Do you understand what I mean?"
He was fed up with the king's evasiveness and had learned to communicate openly and bluntly.
Viserys was prepared for this and asked, "Did Daemon agree?"
"He will agree."
Corlys was good at keeping his temper and replied patiently, "I came here for my children's wedding, and I hope they will have a perfect match with the royal family."
"Hmmm?"
Viserys was taken aback by this statement.
Corlys continued: "Prince Aemon is marrying Laena. There are very few true dragon bloods suitable for Her Royal Highness. Laenor may be able to do it."
As far as I know, Ser Laenor is already in love."
Viserys's face darkened.
In front of the sea serpent couple, he hinted that Laenor was not straight.
What a coincidence.
Laenor and his lover were together, and the two grown men were whispering.
Corlys looked over and immediately closed his eyes.
A nameless anger suddenly emerged.
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