Under the watchful eyes of the seven gods, Rhaenyra and Daemon completed the intricate wedding ceremony.
Following that was the engagement ceremony of Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena.
Compared to the wedding, the engagement process was much simpler.
To put it plainly, it was an announcement of the wedding date for Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena, followed by a dinner party for everyone.
Prince Aegon led Princess Helaena to the side of the High Septon, and Viserys, along with the High Septon, announced the wedding date of Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena.
After the wedding date was announced, the banquet officially began.
The originally classic and melodious music gradually quickened its pace, and a joyful atmosphere spread.
Prince Aegon led Princess Helaena back to their seats.
"Engaged, are you happy?" Prince Aegon rubbed Princess Helaena's small hand.
Princess Helaena did not speak, but her large purple eyes were already curved into little crescents of a smile.
Prince Aegon suddenly kissed Princess Helaena's fair and tender cheek.
"Don't be like that, let's talk about it when we rest tonight," Princess Helaena's face flushed slightly.
"Are you that eager for me to eat you up?" Prince Aegon whispered teasingly into Princess Helaena's ear.
"There are so many people here, don't say such embarrassing things. If you say it again, I'll be angry."
Princess Helaena grabbed a piece of Prince Aegon's thigh, making him gasp in pain.
As the two whispered to each other, a hint of redness occasionally appeared on Princess Helaena's fair and tender face.
This scene fell into Prince Daemon's eyes.
"Your Highness, please rest assured, House Beesbury will fight for you. This is also the glory of House Beesbury," Lyman Beesbury said firmly.
Prince Daemon withdrew his gaze and glanced at Lyman, who had been desperately trying to curry favor since just now. He suddenly thought of an interesting plan.
"Ser Lyman, loyalty is not spoken with words, but shown through actions."
"If you can invite Princess Helaena to dance, believe me, House Beesbury will definitely become one of the most powerful houses in the Reach in the future."
Prince Daemon smiled, while Lyman's face stiffened. Invite Princess Helaena to dance?
Why don't you just tell me to get rid of Prince Aegon?
"Prince Daemon, Princess Helaena is Prince Aegon's fiancée. For me to invite her to dance... wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
Prince Daemon's face instantly darkened, and he said coldly, "It seems the loyalty of House Beesbury needs to be examined."
"Prince Daemon, I didn't mean that. I just think doing so is very, very risky."
Lyman still wanted to explain.
But Prince Daemon was determined to make Lyman disgust Prince Aegon.
"Then what do you mean? You aren't even willing to take a risk for the future Queen, so how can you expect the future Queen to trust you and your House?"
Seeing Prince Daemon's determination, Lyman had no choice but to ask Rhaenyra for help.
"Your Highness, please..."
Before Lyman could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Rhaenyra.
"Prove your and your House's loyalty before me, Ser Lyman Beesbury!"
If it were the Rhaenyra of before, she might have restrained her hostility towards Prince Aegon.
But now Rhaenyra was married to Prince Daemon and had two adult Dragons with considerable combat power under her command.
Coupled with Prince Aegon's cold sarcasm towards her upon their first meeting, she naturally wouldn't give up this opportunity to humiliate Prince Aegon. Seeing Lyman still hesitating, Prince Daemon mocked him.
"You really are as timid as a mouse, Ser Lyman. With so many nobles present, what are you afraid of?"
"Is there any law that prohibits inviting an engaged lady to dance?"
Lyman's face flushed red.
But on second thought, inviting Princess Helaena to dance, the worst outcome would be public humiliation.
But if they lost the protection of the Black Party, House Beesbury would face the Hightower Family directly, with even more serious consequences.
Consequences that House Beesbury could never accept!
Thinking of this, Lyman took a deep breath.
"Alright, I'll go!"
Having prepared himself for public humiliation, Lyman walked towards Princess Helaena under Prince Daemon's satisfied gaze.
Prince Aegon, who was quietly teasing Princess Helaena, suddenly felt someone approach.
"Damn it, who is it?"
He muttered softly, Prince Aegon looked up, his brows furrowed.
"You are?"
Although Prince Aegon was unhappy, he still put on a professional fake smile and asked about the identity of the young man in front of him.
But the next second, Prince Aegon's professional fake smile turned into an inexplicable smile.
Lyman extended his right hand to Princess Helaena.
"Your Highness, I am from Honeyholt, the heir of House Beesbury. May I have the honor of inviting you to dance?"
The surroundings instantly fell silent, and the Greens nobles all turned to look at Lyman, their eyes filled with anger!
"Sorry, I already have a dance partner."
Princess Helaena stood up, extended her hand to Prince Aegon, and invited him to dance.
"It's so wonderful to be invited to dance by my favorite girl."
Prince Aegon stood up, held Princess Helaena's small hand, and walked towards the dance floor in the center of the banquet hall.
As he passed by Lyman, Prince Aegon stopped, a half-smile on his face.
"You don't have the guts to provoke me. I know who is egging you on, and you, too, will have to pay the price for your foolishness."
With that, Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena entered the dance floor.
Lyman breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Prince Aegon hadn't made things difficult for him.
However, just as Lyman turned around, Prince Aemond, who had just swallowed his last bite of meat, suddenly drew his longsword, stepped over the long table, and thrust his sword upwards through Lyman's heart.
Plop!
A sharp blade pierced through his chest.
Lyman only felt a pain in his chest, followed by a sense of suffocation.
He tried to open his mouth to breathe, but it was blocked by thick blood.
Prince Aemond pulled out his longsword, his face splattered with blood.
He was excited; this was his first time killing someone with a sword, and it felt completely different from riding a Dragon and slaughtering!
Only then did the people around react.
Screams instantly drowned out the music, and everyone retreated in panic.
Princess Helaena was startled by the sudden chaos, but Prince Aegon did not stop dancing and signaled to Princess Helaena to continue dancing with him.
"It's just a small matter, no need to worry. This is our first formal dance, don't get distracted."
"Understood," Princess Helaena nodded and continued dancing.
The entire banquet was in chaos, only Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena continued to dance.
The two seemed somewhat out of place, yet they exuded a strange sense of elegance and composure.
Viserys frowned tightly, and when he learned that Prince Aemond had killed someone in public, his face became terribly grim.
Otto stood beside Alicent, who was covering Daeron's eyes.
Prince Aemond's movements were too fast, and there was no warning whatsoever.
From stepping over the table to killing, the actions were fluid and completed in just a few seconds. Otto and Alicent didn't even have time to speak.
"Aemond, tell me, why did you kill him!" Viserys sternly reprimanded.
Facing the enraged Viserys, Prince Aemond remained calm.
"Decided, I'll call this sword'Slaughter' from now on," Prince Aemond flicked off the residual blood on the sword.
"Aemond!"
Otto quickly brought the Hightower Family guards to Prince Aemond's side.
"Tell me, why did you kill him?"
Hearing this, Prince Aemond was a little confused.
Otto had clearly witnessed the whole process, so why was he still asking him?
However, Prince Aemond still wiped the blood from his sword and said, "This guy insulted my brother. I thought he had a few lives, but it turns out he only has one."
His tone was dismissive, as if he had just killed a stray dog on the side of the road instead of a person.
Viserys looked at Lyman Beesbury, who was still stunned in place, and immediately felt a splitting headache.
Rhaenyra quickly supported Viserys and helped him calm down.
"Aegon, where is Aegon?" Viserys inquired, gasping for air.
Only then did the nobles who had been watching the drama realize that Prince Aegon was missing and quickly searched for his figure.
"P-Prince Aegon?"
The first noble to see Prince Aegon was stunned, and the remaining nobles were also frozen in place after seeing Prince Aegon. "Do you still want to dance?" Princess Helaena asked softly.
"No more dancing, look how nervous you are."
Prince Aegon's face was full of affection, and he reached out to tap Princess Helaena's smooth forehead.
"Aemond killed someone, and you still have the heart to dance?"
Rhaenyra questioned Prince Aegon with a grim face.
Prince Aegon glanced at Rhaenyra and slowly walked to Lyman's corpse.
"One hit kill?" Prince Aegon looked at Prince Aemond.
"That's right, one hit kill!" Prince Aemond said proudly.
Seeing Prince Aemond still looking proud, Viserys almost fainted from anger.
However, the top priority was to find a way to appease Lyman.
Lyman Beesbury was Lyman's eldest grandson, his carefully nurtured heir.
However, just as Viserys was trying to figure out how to appease Lyman, Prince Aegon gave Prince Aemond a thumbs-up.
"Good swordsmanship, one hit kill, you have a third of my style."
After praising Prince Aemond, Prince Aegon pointed at Lyman's corpse on the ground.
"This person committed a grave act of treason, his death is not to be regretted.
And Prince Aemond, regardless of the danger, stepped forward and killed the despicable traitor.
Let's applaud the brave and resourceful Prince Aemond!"
With that, Prince Aegon took the lead in applauding.
The Greens nobles, led by Otto, followed suit without hesitation.
More than two-thirds of the nobles applauded.
For a time, applause filled the banquet hall.
Prince Aemond proudly raised the longsword in his hand, enjoying the applause of the crowd.
Lyman, who was over seventy years old, ultimately couldn't withstand the blow of losing his heir. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted directly.
Prince Aegon waved his hand.
"Someone, drag the traitor's body away, and also send Lord Lyman Beesbury back to rest.
There was a small interruption, I apologize. I hope everyone doesn't mind, let the music play, and the dancing continue."