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

It was getting later and later, and soon it was midnight.

The ball was still going on, and the nobles enjoyed this social activity.

Rhaegar held his head with one hand, feeling a little sleepy.

Tread...

Footsteps were approaching, and Damon didn't know when he came.

Rhaegar looked at him doubtfully.

Damon stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Eldest nephew, uncle hasn't congratulated you on becoming the crown prince yet."

Rega was puzzled: "Why do you dare to come?"

"I can come whenever I want. Do you need a reason?" Damon said casually.

"It's up to you. I'll be happy that you and your dark sisters can come." Rhaegar glanced at the sword in his hand.

Damon asked narrowly: "Look at your height, can you lift it?"

Rhaegar looked at him calmly, not knowing what to say.

Can a person be so crazy?

After thinking about it, Rhaegar raised his cup and said, "Uncle, I admire your courage and the help you have given to my father. I would like to toast you."

In his eyes, Damon was already a piece of fish on the chopping board.

There's no need to say anything harsh.

Damon looked at the juice in the cup, shook his head and said: "Children are children, I only drink good wine."

Rega smiled and said: "I am the crown prince, I respect you, and you have to drink."

"What if I say no?" Damon smiled arrogantly.

"Then take a look."

Rhaegar replied, turning the cup upside down and spilling the juice on the floor.

With a puzzled look in his eyes, Damon dropped the cup heavily on the table.

boom--

The cup knocked on the table, and a white light flashed. Ilic pulled out his sword and put it on Damon's neck.

Damon glanced at Ilic and said disdainfully: "You want to kill me?"

"I will if necessary."

Rhaegar poured another glass of juice, handed it to Damon, and said, "Drink it, uncle."

Damon raised his hand and turned the cup over, spilling the juice again, and mocked: "You little kid who doesn't know the heights of the world, do you think I will surrender to you?"

boom--

The cup hit the table again, and Rega's expression turned cold.

Swish…

Two more sharp blades were unsheathed, one was placed on Damon's neck, and the other was pressed against his lower back.

Damon turned around and saw Cole and Harold walking over from nowhere, staring at him expressionlessly.

These two are white knights who know exactly what crimes Damon has committed. How can they allow a sinner to approach the prince at will?

"Uncle, I raise a glass to you just for the support you gave my father."

Rhaegar raised his glass again, tilted his head and said, "I know what you are thinking. My father is a soft-hearted man, and he will not take your life."

"But I'm not. I will personally judge you so that you don't even have the chance to wear a black robe and go to the Great Wall."

He knew his father too well, no matter how hateful he said.

When you really want to swing the butcher knife, you will definitely hesitate.

Dai Meng's expression changed slightly: "You want to send me to the Great Wall and serve as a night watchman?"

Rhaegar said: "Drink it, and by the end of the night, you can stay alive."

He gave Uncle Wang another chance.

The crime of parricide was not easy to bear, and he did not want his father to lose a blood relative.

Night Watch is a nice punishment.

"I thought you would hate me to the core?"

"Go to the Great Wall and atone for your sins."

"..."

There was a brief silence, and Damon grinned.

He admired his nephew's mind and actually wanted to let him live.

He took the cup, sniffed the fragrant juice, and put it close to his mouth.

Viserys silently picked up the dishes while his eyes flickered back and forth between the two of them.

Wow…

Damon just took a brief sip, then spilled the juice on the ground, sighing: "Unfortunately, I can't get used to drinking this stuff."

boom--

A wine glass hit Damon on the forehead, causing him to stagger.

Viserys was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Go down and enjoy the last part of your life, you heartless beast!"

"Haha, whatever you want."

Damon held his bleeding forehead, pushed past Cole who was blocking the way, and walked into the dancing crowd.

He has seen his nephew's temper, and tonight is not in vain.

Damon is a guy who attracts attention, and this scene fell into the eyes of many caring people.

At the table in the valley, Leya held a knife and fork in her hand and said bitterly: "You are looking for death, and you can't blame others."

"Dimon is known to have his own way of doing things."

Jenny comforted her softly, her eyes fell on Rhaegar, and she said interestingly: "The new crown prince is smarter than Rhaenyra."

"He is the descendant of Queen Emma Aelin, and is naturally an ally of you and the valley." Jobert analyzed.

"You're right, but I'm more interested in his person." Jenny stroked her face and outlined the corners of her mouth.

Jobert was stunned when he heard this and said hesitantly: "The prince is only 6 years old, and according to the tradition of the Targaryen family, he has a pair of sisters to choose from."

"Who knows."

Jenny smiled.

In the main seat, Viserys was breathing heavily, and his face was red with anger.

He didn't understand why the eldest son refused when he was willing to give Damon a chance to live.

Does his brother have to cut off his head with his own hands?

"Asshole, I'll satisfy you."

Viserys suppressed his anger.

Rhaegar waved Cole and Harold to step back and guard the door.

If you look carefully, you can see that his hands are shaking slightly, and his chest under his fine clothes is rising and falling.

Rhaegar looked at his trembling hands and couldn't help but smile.

This is not caused by fear and anger.

He felt a kind of excitement and excitement bursting from his bones.

"Uncle, an eye for an eye."

On the other side, inside the dragon's lair.

One after another dragon roars echoed in this circular building.

There are several giant dragons coexisting in the dragon lair at this moment.

Vhagar, Melias, Sea Smoke, Syrax...

The three dragons of House Velaryon and Daemon's bloodworms were among them.

An iron chain was put around the bloodworm's neck, and he stretched his neck and roared, looking angrily at the dark crypt.

"Hiss..."

A roar came from not far away, and a huge black dragon climbed on the wall of the dragon's cave, wandering around excitedly.

It senses the emotions of its driver.

Those who are bound by chains are its enemies.

Banquet hall.

Rhaegar picked up the heavy Dark Sisters and said goodbye to his father with a smile on his face: "I will go down to rest first, father."

"Go ahead, the party will end in a long time."

Viserys responded gently without thinking.

Rhaegar nodded, and before leaving, he stopped Ilic from following him, waved for him to squat down, and whispered something in his ear.

Eric frowned and nodded awkwardly.

"Bye~"

Rhaegar said goodbye and left the table.

The banquet continued.

Tully, Tyrell and other nobles felt a little regretful when they discovered that the prince had left.

They also wanted to express their loyalty to the prince and send their blessings.

Damon mingled in the crowd, being rejected by invited dance partners one after another, and wandering around aimlessly.

"No more dance partners?"

A soft voice came from behind, and a smiling Lanner walked slowly over.

Chapter 9 today, the foreshadowing of a wonderful chapter.

In view of Wei Yi's weakness, the treatment of Damon will be carried out by Rhaegar himself.

Just in the next chapter, a blockbuster chapter of three thousand words!