The morning mist dissipated, and the dazzling morning sun shone into the Red Keep.
"Your Grace, the King is calling for you. Please come to the council hall."
The attendant stood at the door and said respectfully.
Otto sealed the letter in his hand and handed it to Lyonel Hightower.
"I'll be there right away. Arrange for a raven to deliver this letter to Oldtown."
"Is it for my father?" Lyonel asked curiously.
"Yes, your cousin needs more assistance." Otto patted Lyonel's head.
"Go quickly and learn how to control ravens from the maester."
After Lyonel left, Otto put on his Hand of the King badge and went to the council hall.
Council Hall.
The guard pushed open the door, and Otto walked in with his head held high, picking up the jade sphere representing the Hand of the King and inserting it into the slot.
"Sorry, I'm late. Let's begin."
As soon as Otto took his seat, he took over the leadership of the meeting.
"The King hasn't arrived yet. Wait a moment," Lyman said in a deep voice.
Otto glanced at Lyman Beesbury, a hint of undetectable cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
But the killing intent in Otto's eyes was just a flash. Lyman wouldn't be able to jump around for long.
As a direct vassal of the Hightower Family, he actually supported Rhaenyra's Black Party!
Since he is disobedient, he doesn't need to be obedient anymore.
"Does the King have something to announce?"
"Alright, then let's deal with the rest of the government affairs first. The tasks are very heavy. We can start now."
Otto asked and answered himself, completely ignoring Lyman's gloomy face.
"Hand Otto, I'll say it again, the King still...::
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Lyman's words were interrupted by Tyland.
"The Dornish have been a little restless recently."
Tyland played with the jade sphere in his hand.
"The Dornish are not only harassing the Stepstones, but there are also signs of invasion in the Reach, Westerlands, and Stormlands."
"I think we must make a very strong response to warn Dorne not to go too far."
"Tell me your thoughts." Otto looked at Tyland.
The two completely ignored Lyman and began to discuss how to deal with Dorne.
Lyman was ignored and was so angry that his face turned from red to purple, but there was nothing he could do.
"What are you discussing?"
Just then, Viserys's voice came from the door.
Seeing this, Lyman immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Viserys had finally arrived.
"Your Majesty."
Everyone bowed.
"We are discussing the feasibility of targeting Dorne," Otto said with a smile.
"Why target Dorne? It's just a desert, unbearably hot, with sand and dust everywhere."
Viserys smiled, apparently in a good mood today.
"It's not about incorporating Dorne into the Kingdom, but driving away the Dornish naval fleet.
The Dornish have been restless recently, and traces of them have been found in the Reach and Westerlands, and also near the Isle of Tarth."
As Otto finished speaking, Tyland took over: "Your Majesty, we should respond to the Dornish with the strongest means."
Viserys's eyes flickered for a moment, then he sat down on the main seat with a smile on his face.
"Let's put the matter of Dorne aside for now. I believe they don't have the courage to truly invade."
"Your Majesty, Dorne is just a preliminary test now. If we let Dorne take an inch and ask for a mile, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"I know, I will consider it carefully, but now, I have a more important matter to announce."
Otto and the others fell silent, looking at Viserys.
"The seventh of next month is a very important day. I have decided to postpone the wedding of Rhaenyra and Daemon to july 7th."
Viserys smiled, his face full of wrinkles.
Otto hadn't seen Viserys so happy in a long time.
However.
"I disagree, Your Majesty. july 7th is the auspicious day for the engagement of Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena.
And the wedding date of Princess Rhaenyra and Prince Daemon is the twenty-seventh of this month!"
The smile on Viserys's face gradually faded, and finally, he said with a stern face:
"I am issuing a decree, it is settled. The more lively an auspicious day is, the better."
Otto stared at Viserys, then sighed lightly and said no more.
If Aegon and Rhaenyra had a good relationship, the date could naturally be set on the same day.
But the key is that the two are incompatible!
His suggestion to stagger the dates of Aegon's engagement and Rhaenyra's remarriage was truly for Viserys's sake.
Rather than seeking benefits for himself and the Greens.
However, since Viserys was determined to do so, he simply stopped trying to persuade him.
First, he couldn't be persuaded. Rhaenyra and Daemon could completely set the wedding time on july 7th, while Aegon and Helaena could not possibly postpone the engagement ceremony for this.
Secondly, Otto also wanted to take this opportunity to see if his grandson was as strong as rumored, and whether he had the king's charm comparable to Aegon the Conqueror.
Tyland, who wanted to continue to persuade Viserys, was stopped by a look from Otto.
Although Tyland was full of doubts, he still chose to trust Otto and remained silent.
"Huh~ huh--" Viserys suddenly exhaled two long breaths, his face flushed for a moment and then quickly returned to normal.
"The matter is settled. I will have Rhaenyra and Daemon prepare gifts and personally go to Dragonstone."
3
Viserys believed that as long as Rhaenyra took the initiative to show goodwill, Aegon, who had no intention of usurping the throne, would definitely reconcile with Rhaenyra.
This was also what he wanted to see most, his bloodline returning to harmony and unity.
The Targaryen Family now has nearly twenty Dragons, and several of them are adult Dragons.
As long as there is no internal dispute, the House Targaryen will be invincible and increasingly strong!
A hint of surprise flashed in Otto's eyes. It was rare that Viserys actually made Rhaenyra take the initiative to bow and show goodwill.
However, peace was impossible.
If Alicent was not lying, then Aegon would never let Rhaenyra and all her bloodline go.
Throughout the Kingdom, only Viserys still held hope for peace.
Except for the ignorant peasants, anyone with a bit of sense would not still have hope for peace.
No one dared, nor did they want to hand over their fate to others for judgment.