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

Wearing a gorgeous green dress and a graceful figure, Allison then walked out.

Viserys looked good and supported his wife with a smile on his face, and the couple walked hand in hand.

After them, headed by Leonor, Hand of the King, several royal ministers got off the car one after another.

"Oh~"

Rhaegar raised his eyebrows and strode forward to greet him.

"Rhaegar, you bad boy, you know you're back." Viserys complained longingly.

Rhaegar smiled and asked, "Father, do you plan to travel with a dragon?"

Wormisor has been released, but it can't be just for fun.

Viserys straightened his fine clothes, gently took his wife's waist, and said proudly: "I was invited by Count Willis of Maiden Springs, and I decided to take Allison to the Qiongqi Fountain at the last minute."

"Hot springs?"

Rhaegar glanced at the approaching ministers and questioned: "Lord Boros is dead, and Storm's End still needs you to come forward to solve the problem."

Taking a closer look at his father, he saw that his complexion had improved, and his face was filled with joy.

His originally stooped waist was straight, his long silver-blond hair was styled into a shawl, his beard was cleanly shaved, and he looked full of energy.

Viserys was extremely happy when he mentioned this and explained: "I have reached an agreement with your Aunt Rhaenys and sent Aemond to lead a team to escort the Four Storms back to Storm's End. She will help with the heir and marriage."

The cause of Bolos's death could not be found, and Mrs. Elena left it to her father, Royce Cullen, to handle it.

The key issue is the marriage between the Targaryen and Baratheon families, and the support for the eldest daughter Cassandra to inherit the territory and title of Storm's End.

Her idea coincided with that of Rhaenys, the dragon prince. The two powerful women took direct control of Storm's End and waited for the newly engaged couple to return.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, and could only admire him: "Aunt Rhaenys is so quick."

I originally thought there would be some trouble at Storm's End, but I didn't want it to be resolved quietly.

"Of course. Back then, your aunt was known as the Uncrowned Queen, and her name was much louder than mine."

Viserys laughed and laughed at himself, not forgetting to tell him: "I will set off immediately and try to soak in the hot springs in the evening. You will have full control of the Royal Council and King's Landing."

"Father, you know I have a lot of things to deal with. If you weren't here..."

"Rhaegar, you are my eldest son and the regent prince of the kingdom."

Viserys waved his hand to interrupt and said sternly: "During the two days of my absence, no matter what happens in King's Landing, you have the final say, not to mention that you can't manage it."

Rhaegar frowned slightly: "It is related to the defense of King's Landing and the reform of the Imperial Council."

"As I said before, you are solely responsible." Viserys didn't care and could only encourage.

Rega was a little embarrassed and turned to look at several ministers. Leonor and others were silent.

"They will all help you, you have to get familiar with them in advance."

Viserys looked pleased, patted his eldest son on the shoulder, and suddenly said: "Don't always wear a black robe. You are the heir to a country, so you should dress more appropriately."

As he said that, he looked down at his wife.

"Tyla, come out."

Allison turned his head and shouted softly, and a tall maid walked out of the wheel palace.

The maid said respectfully: "Prince, there is a set of clothes prepared in the Lun Palace."

Rhaegar was surprised and followed the maid into the Wheel Palace.

A few minutes later.

Rhaegar took off his black robe and put on a black gown with silver jewelry. His short silver-gold lop-eared hair was smoothed back and tied into a low ponytail with a hairband.

Viserys was greatly satisfied and boasted unabashedly: "Look at my child, he is much more handsome than my proud and complacent brother."

Since having Rhaegar, he understood why the adults in Westeros were so obsessed with having a handsome and wise heir.

Without saying a word, just looking at it made me feel happy.

Rhaegar put his hands behind his back and said unaccustomedly: "Father, you don't have to worry so much."

Having said that, there is no sense of disobedience in the noble charm displayed in every move.

He looked good in anything he wore, as Rhaenyra herself had proven.

He just has a lazy temper and the black robe is easier to take care of.

"Stop talking nonsense, the crown prince must behave like a crown prince. You must know that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle."

Viserys smiled, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go about your business, it's your father's turn to enjoy life."

He held Allison's waist and strode towards Wormisor.

Allison looked bitter and whispered: "Viserys, I don't really want to ride a dragon."

"Don't be afraid. Wormisor has installed a saddle and there will be no danger."

Viserys comforted her softly, regardless of whether his wife refused, and carried two plump balls onto the dragon's back.

He already knew about Melos, so he took his wife on a trip this time to confide in each other.

"Hiss!!"

When everything was ready, Wormisor roared, flapped his broad brown wings and soared into the sky.

Vaguely, Viserys' cheerful laughter could still be heard.

With the dragon, my usually depressed temperament becomes much more cheerful.

A black line appeared on Rhaegar's forehead, he looked at Leonor and the others, and joked: "It seems that the time between me and the Iron Throne will be extended by at least ten years."

Lin Man looked kindly and agreed: "This is a good thing. I heard from the bachelor that the cuts on the king's body are no longer inflamed and ulcerated. Applying some painkillers daily is enough."

"That's right." Rhaegar smiled slightly.

He speculated that his father's dragon training would help his body recover, but he didn't expect the effect to be so remarkable.

Perhaps, it is also related to the change in mentality.

Leonor spoke at the right time: "Prince, it's time for us to set off. The men you dispatched from Harrenhal are already waiting at the Dragon Gate."

"Okay, let's set off."

Rhaegar nodded, noticing Aemond and the Four Storms out of the corner of his eye.

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Aemond, the four Baratheon ladies are feeling unwell. Do you want to take the Wheel Palace back to the Red Keep first?"

When his name was called, Aemond said casually: "No, Sir Stephen of the Kingsguard will come to pick us up in a moment."

Rhaegar glanced at Cassandra, who was pale and was being held up by her sisters from fainting, and said softly: "Are you sure?"

The Four Storms are Targaryen's guests and candidates for marriage. Allison is not in King's Landing, and Aemond is responsible for entertaining them.

Aemond ignored Cassandra's discomfort and said matter-of-factly: "No problem, I will entertain them."

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into this boy's eyes.

The two brothers looked at each other, and Aemond was calm and composed, unable to find anything wrong with him.

After a while, Rhaegar withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Be careful, if there is an accident, go to Dragon Cave Bachelor Menas."

After that, he took the lead to board the Lun Palace and left with all the imperial ministers.

Watching the Wheel Palace go away, Aemond calmly turned around and looked at the four storms huddled together.

Ma Lishan hugged her eldest sister Cassandra and whispered: "We should go with His Highness Rhaegar."

"Didn't I say that Sir Stephen will be here soon."

Aemond's voice was flat.

Ma Lishan gritted her teeth secretly and patted her eldest sister on the back, hoping to make her feel better.

They have lost the second prince Aegon as a candidate for marriage, and they cannot offend the third prince Aemond with more potential.

Daughters of big families have long accepted the fate of marriage.

Emond squatted on the ground, held his chin in his hands and said, "Take a good rest now, there is another big news waiting for you."

"What news?" Ma Lishan asked confused.

She guessed that Aemond had chosen one of the sisters to be betrothed to.

Emond shook his head and wrote lightly: "Believe me, you don't want to know, just enjoy a moment of peace and quiet."

…

The Wheel Palace drove out of Rhaenys Hills and followed the street in a straight line. The towering dragon gate soon appeared in front of us.

The city gate is carved with giant dragons soaring, and the iron-wrapped solid wood gate opens wide enough for two carriages to travel side by side.

Swish…

A group of soldiers with black helmets and black armor, holding spears and round shields, slowly walked in outside the city gate.

Judging from their appearance, they are indistinguishable from Astapor's slave soldiers, the Unsullied.

The black-armored soldiers were divided into several square formations and walked into the city gate in order. There were probably thousands of them at a glance.

In front of the soldiers, three tall horses led the way, carrying three young men dressed in different clothes.

The Wheel Palace stopped on the street. Rega opened the curtains and admired it silently.

"Prince, is this the Dauntless one you trained after the Unsullied?" Otto sat up straight.

Rhaegar nodded lightly: "This is the first batch, and there are still two thousand people left to garrison at Harrenhal."

After living in Harrenhal for three years, he didn't just repair the house.

Harrenhal occupies a large area of ​​fertile land in the Riverlands. He selected thousands of boys aged 13 to 16 from the civilians in the territory to expand the ranks of the fearless.

These boys are from poor families with at least one living parent and more than one child.

Soldiers trained under such conditions are loyal and reliable, and will not be timid on the battlefield.

After recruiting a thousand people, it was difficult for the civilians in Harrenhal's territory to find suitable sources of troops.

Rhaegar set his sights on Flea Bottom in King's Landing again.

There are so many homeless people in Flea Bottom, and there are as many as eight hundred children who don't have enough to eat.

Boys of appropriate age are selected for training, and girls are taken in as appropriate, or assigned to Harrenhal as maids, or sent to Mushroom Market to do some handicraft work.

As long as you work hard, you will have at least a house with half a tile to protect you from the wind and rain, and you will have two meals a day to satisfy your hunger.

Later, Flea Bottom had no suitable sources of soldiers, so it recruited young slaves and war orphans from the royal territory and the valley.

The loyalty of these soldiers is high enough, the training is active, and the force is not low.

After listening to Rhaegar's explanation, Otto's eyes were deep and silent.

Three thousand armored and armed soldiers are a powerful deterrent anywhere.

Rhaegar turned his head and ordered: "Lord Leonor, I have purchased an area on Steel Street that is large enough to accommodate three thousand people. You will be responsible for building a barracks. A thousand fearless people will become the garrison of King's Landing."

The permanent population of King's Landing exceeds hundreds of thousands, and the security situation cannot be described as just chaos.

The defensive strength of two thousand gold robes is simply not enough.

Even if you add the 800 Dragon Guards from Dragon Cave and the 400 Royal Guards from Red Castle, it is still far from enough.

The Golden Robes' capital garrison camp is on Silk Street in the east of the city, and a thousand fearless men are stationed on Steel Street in the west of the city, guarding the Red Keep from the east to the west.

Leonor calculated: "Prince, I know that place, probably west of the Alchemist Guild."

"Yes."

Rhaegar pondered: "Since the Battle of Harrenhal and the wildfires, the swindlers in the city have called themselves alchemists. The Fearless can supervise them."

After arranging the Dauntless camp, Rhaegar looked back at the Dauntless team on the street.

The three war horses leading the way ahead each had a young man riding on their backs, two of whom were wearing armor and moving forward without squinting.

The last one was wearing coarse linen clothes, with curly brown hair and a fair face.

On his left and right shoulders stood a white falcon and a black crow respectively.

Rhaegar raised the corner of his mouth slightly and called out: "Tormund, you don't know how to ride a horse, come up to the Wheel Palace."