Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Chapter 98 The Queen’s Conscience

 The two siblings talked to each other sentence by sentence, recounting each other’s experiences.

 Not long after, a group of guards arrived.

 “Rhaegar, Rhaenyra!”

The haggard-looking Viserys pushed aside the guards gathered in front of him and trotted very quickly to a pair of children.

"Father!"

Rhaegar exhaled loudly and looked at his father with joy.

But Rhaenyra was still leaning against him, and he could not embrace his father.

Rhaenyra turned around when she heard the sound and called out in a low voice, "Father."

　　She carried the Kingsguard on her back and sneaked out through the secret passage of the bedroom.

 Now that I was hit by my father, I felt a little cowardly.

 “Well, well, I’m glad you’re okay, Rhaegar!”

Viserys did not respond to his daughter's call. He ran to Rhaegar and squatted down, looking up and down in surprise.

 He knew that the eldest son would be fine.

　　　I will definitely return safely.

 It turns out that the dream he had was accurate.

Seeing how excited her father was, Rhaenyra consciously gave way to Rhaegar and stood aside silently.

Viserys immediately hugged his eldest son, kissed his forehead hard, and said with satisfaction: "Rhaega, when the dragon roars on the island, I will know that you are back."

Rhaegar wiped the saliva from his forehead and showed off his achievements: "Glutton and I defeated Vermithor and Silverwing. There is no dragon on the island that can be our opponent."

 “You are so bold, kid.”

Hearing the words of his eldest son, Viserys looked sad, and his tone was indescribable with relief and helplessness.

 Since the eldest son recovered, everything is fine.

 Only the courage is growing day by day.

First, he tamed the dragon without authorization, and then he controlled the dragon to fight...

 Now that he has just returned from outside, he fights two adult dragons at the door of his home.

 When he gets older, I can’t imagine what shocking things he will do.

Viserys' mind was full of thoughts, and he said with relief on his face: "It doesn't matter, you were never an ordinary child, Rhaegar."

At this moment, he believed from the bottom of his heart that Rhaegar was the prince prophesied in the Song of Ice and Fire.

Just like this, Rhaegar was able to tame the largest wild dragon in history at a young age, and defeated the Bronze Fury and Silver Wings who were famous throughout the continent.

 “Let’s go, I’ve prepared a grand banquet and am waiting for you to come home.”

 Rubbing the eldest son's head affectionately, Viserys picked him up happily.

As he walked, he turned back to Rhaenyra and said, "You didn't obey my orders, Rhaenyra."

 “I’m sorry, father.”

Rhaenyra bowed her head and apologized, explaining: "I'm worried about Rhaegar's safety, and I can't just wait."

“Forget it, it’s not the first time you have disobeyed my order.”

Viserys shook his head and said indifferently: "Let's go back together, you look very nervous."

 “Yes, father.”

Rhaenyra looked at the two people, a loving father and a filial son, with a flash of disappointment in her eyes.

 …

 Inside the castle.

 The two siblings were sitting at the long table in the hall after taking a shower.

 Rega spoke energetically about the journey to the peninsula.

Viserys held the goblet, looked at the eldest son kindly, and listened patiently to the story.

 When he talked about resurrecting the Shadowbinder's head and using the mask to defeat the curse, his face changed slightly and became a little heavy.

 In his view, magic, like dragons, is a dangerous thing.

Especially the curse of resurrecting dead heads and constantly killing people is a despicable and shameless product of his.

“It seems that the Bren family and the Kleb family need to send someone to investigate...”

With a calm expression on his face, Viserys was mentally calculating the details of the two families.

Rhaegar spoke enthusiastically, but saw that his father and sister remained silent, which made him a little disappointed.

 He thought the stories were already exciting.

 Why didn’t they react at all?

 After thinking for a while, he revealed the allegiance of the peninsula’s nobles and the two thousand free people who followed him across the sea.

Viserys' expression suddenly changed.

Rhaenyra pursed her lips, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

Rhaegar realized something was wrong and stopped talking. “I’m late, are you all ready?”

 Allison’s voice sounded just in time, breaking the moment of silence.

 The three of them turned around.

Allison walked down the stairs, holding the baby in one hand and holding Helena in the other.

Aegon followed her, watched over by the maid.

Viserys hesitated for a moment and said to Rhaegar: "The number of free people who followed you is not a small number. I will order people to transport them to the vicinity of the Kingswood first to provide sufficient supplies."

 “Whenever you decide how to use them, it will be up to you to deploy them.”

Rhaegar nodded: "No problem, father."

While father and son were talking, Allison walked down the stairs and sat down on the other side of the long table.

She looked at Rhaegar with joy and said with emotion: "The seven gods bless you and you can come back safely, Rhaegar."

"elder brother."

 Helena stood on the chair and called happily.

 She hasn’t seen her brother for a long time.

Rhaegar smiled at Helena and responded to Allison: "Thanks to the glutton for protecting me, I am safe."

 “That wild dragon?” Allison looked confused and crossed his hands in front of him.

"From the moment I tamed it, it was no longer a wild dragon." Rhaegar emphasized.

Allison smiled apologetically: "Yes, you are very brave, taming an adult dragon alone."

“Unlike Aegon, he is still trying to get Sunfire to obey his orders, but has been unsuccessful.”

"Mother!"

Aegon shouted, his brows knitted together.

Rhaegar glanced at Aegon, his eyes falling on Allison's hand.

Those hands are not pretty.

 Allison received an aristocratic education since he was a child and pursued a hands-on approach.

 Whether it is cutting clothes or reading and writing, these are compulsory courses for the Hightower family.

 This also makes her hands a little rough, not pampered and soft.

At this moment, Allison probably didn’t even realize that she was picking the nails of her right hand with her left hand.

  She dug very hard, and there were blood stains between her fingers.

Rhaegar also noticed that almost all of her fingers had scratches.

 Some are new and some are old, but none of them are healed.

Rhaegar, who often had contact with the bachelor, knew that these injuries were new and were caused in the past few days.

Rhaegar hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, your hand?"

"ah?"

Allison was startled for a moment, until Rhaegar's gaze fell on his hand, and then he put his hand away in panic.

He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my hands are a little itchy. Maybe it's because Dragonstone Island is relatively humid."

 “Keep warm.” Rega said casually, which was even more strange.

 Dragonstone is indeed humid.

But as a city on the sea, King's Landing is no drier than Dragonstone.

 Allison’s explanation is too far-fetched.

 The expression he showed was also weird and nervous.

Having been seen through his nervousness, Allison quickly changed the subject and ordered his servants: "Isn't the banquet ready? Bring it up quickly."

 Viserys nodded in agreement.

Rhaegar leaned closer to Rhaenyra and whispered: "Why does Allison pick his fingers?"

As her best friend, Rhaenyra certainly knew the reason and whispered: "Allison's bad habit is that he likes to pick his fingers when he is nervous, which always causes bleeding."

"nervous?"

Rhaegar repeated silently.

 Why do people become nervous?

 Fear, excitement…

 Or, guilty conscience!

If you have revenge, you must report it, and those that should be caught will be caught.

It will be on the shelves next Friday, everyone, remember to reward a first order.

 (End of this chapter)