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

Flea Bottom is a well-known slum.

Very early on, riots often broke out, causing chaos in King's Landing.

Most of the Golden Robe's power is used to monitor Flea Bottom.

Leonor was rich in experience and immediately thought of the problem: "Just maintain order, Daemon has occupied Tyrosh, and he is moving his minions."

"Prince Daemon?"

Harwin frowned, feeling conflicted.

Leonor said calmly: "Although you are the commander of the Capital Guard, the honor of the golden robe belongs to Damon."

Harwin was suddenly speechless and began to drink wine.

Daemon was still in King's Landing, known as the "Prince of the Capital" and the "Lord of Flea Bottom".

During his tenure, it is highly recommended to upgrade the equipment, money and food of the Two Thousand Gold Robe.

It's normal for old subordinates to still be remembered fondly after so many years.

Leonor patted his eldest son on the shoulder and said enlightenedly: "Looking on the bright side, if these half-hearted guys leave, many hidden dangers will be reduced."

"I will find an opportunity to report this to His Majesty." Harwin said in a low voice.

"As you wish, pay attention to your injuries."

Leonor saw his eldest son's back and lameness, and warned him with concern.

Not far from the tournament at God's Eye Lake, Harwin had just recovered from his battle ax injury and was barely able to walk.

But even if he couldn't rest assured about his duty as a city guard, he shouldn't be reinstated in a hurry.

After a few words of persuasion, Leonor was called away by Lin Man to find some old friends to have a drink with.

Before leaving, Leonor warned in a low voice: "With so many noble girls here, don't say you can't find a single one who can sleep a wink!"

After that, he walked away with his chest raised and his head raised.

Harwin froze in his seat, looking very embarrassed.

Subconsciously, I looked back in the busiest direction, and through the layers of gauze curtains I could only see the beautiful figures of the girls surrounding them.

I took a cautious glance and saw nothing.

Harwin sighed deeply and beat his injured leg tied to a wooden board in disappointment.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly broke into sight.

The family emblem on the breast is three black castles on an orange background.

Behind a dining table filled with fruits and drinks, Urwin Peake was arm-in-arm with a male servant, carrying a chilled silver flask.

Urwin smiled cunningly, put the wine bottle into the footman's hand, and whispered: "Send the queen's order."

The male servant was still young, holding the wine bottle in embarrassment, his legs trembling slightly.

Seeing that he refused to move, Urwin lost his smile and took out a golden dragon from his arms.

"Yes, sir."

The manservant refreshed his spirit and set off with high spirits.

Not far away, Harwin watched cryptically, left his seat and followed.

As the commander of the City Guard, he has developed a pair of eyes that are good at spotting criminals.

The banquet reached its climax, and the musicians played cheerful music.

The drummers paraded through the hall, their drum beats dense and rapid.

The maids poured into the hall, bringing all kinds of rich delicacies.

Aegon's stomach growled with hunger, and he pushed away the attendant beside him, intending to find something to eat.

Rhaenyra and Lannar looked at each other and stood up in unison.

It was noon, and they had to take a rest.

"Give me some cherry pie, and gin wine!"

Aegon left the perfume den, grabbed a maid and made a demand.

The maid shivered in fear, thinking that the always lecherous prince had become a wolf.

At this time, the footman came with a tray and filled several glasses of frosty wine.

Aegon was so thirsty that he picked up a glass and drank it without thinking.

"etc!"

Harwin suddenly appeared and stopped his movement.

Without waiting for a reaction, Aegon grabbed the manservant's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "What was in the wine?"

"Nothing at all."

The manservant bowed his back and answered carefully.

Aegon was stunned. He held up the wine cup and didn't know whether he should drink it or not.

Twelve out of ten things are wrong!

Harwin took a glass of wine and gave it to the valet, warning: "Drink!"

The three of them gathered around a dining table and deliberately lowered their voices so as not to attract the attention of others.

Aegon's eyes widened and he looked back and forth between the wine cup and the manservant.

Want to poison him?

Gulu~~

The manservant trembled, picked up the wine and drank it down in one gulp, and said timidly and softly: "It's really wine, sir."

Since it was the Queen's intention, it would definitely not be poisonous.

Harwin still didn't believe it. He controlled the manservant and waited for a while, but the man was still lively and vigorous.

Before the two could speak, Aegon couldn't help himself.

He held up the wine cup and took a big sip, and said with a "cut" sound: "What a fuss, the wine is not even cold anymore."

"prince……"

Harwin was startled, and it was too late to stop him.

Aegon rolled his eyes, looking careless.

"Aegon, watch your appearance!"

Otto came from the side and urged with a worried expression.

Harwin's eyes flashed, he picked up a glass of wine and stepped back.

Otto nodded and took a sip from the last glass of wine.

When the wine is in your stomach, you don’t forget to teach me a lesson: “Drink less and don’t face the lady drunk.”

"Yes." Aegon's voice drew out.

Otto glared at him and left with the wine glass.

Harwin looked confused and took a sip of wine hesitantly.

"Commander Golden Robe, why didn't you go on patrol?"

Aegon looked him up and down, his tone slightly sarcastic.

He still remembered that the opponent was almost crippled by Lei Jiaji's axe.

Harwin's face darkened: "The golden robes are always on patrol. Prince Rhaegar specifically warned him."

"It's boring."

Aegon grabbed a passing maid, snatched the lamprey pie from the tray, cut off a piece and ate it.

To show his generosity, Harwin was given a piece.

Facing the delicious food, Harwin hesitated for a moment, then took it and started eating.

Lamprey pie is expensive and there are not many opportunities to taste it except in coastal cities.

Aegon ate frantically, drank up the slightly cold wine, and continued to search for other delicacies.

Harwin was confused, let go of the reserved manservant, and walked towards the other end.

He secretly said that he was busy in vain.

…

The queen's chamber.

Allison waited anxiously until the door opened from the outside.

Helena walked in silently, with a tired look on her face.

"Are you ok?"

Alisson asked directly.

Helena took off her heavy headdress without raising her head: "You asked me to choose my fiancé, not to buy vegetables at the market."

"Don't treat those adults as green vegetables, you have to take them seriously."

Allison persuaded patiently.

Helena kicked off her shoes and lay limply on the felt, saying helplessly: "What's the difference? Freshness, high price, and rare varieties, the two conditions are the same."

Standing motionless in the throne room all morning, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Whenever she felt like going crazy, she couldn't help but think of Rhaenyra.

It's hard to imagine how the other party went through a "blind date" that lasted for half a year.

All I can say is that she is indeed a woman who can control her brother!

Listening to her daughter linking marriage to grocery shopping, Allison almost choked to death.

On second thought, it actually makes some sense.

Allison pursed his lips, thinking of his husband as the king.

Thinking back to those days, freshness was not so fresh, but the price was high and the variety was scarce.

Although she didn't think it was her dish, she could only change the taste under her father's order.

Allison couldn't help but feel much calmer, and felt pity for her daughter who had no light in her eyes.

Walking to sit next to him, Allison held a hand and said softly: "I don't want to force you, but you have to get married."

"But I don't like those men. In my eyes, they are like worms in bottles and jars."

Helena covered her eyes with one hand and her voice was very depressed.

"who do you like!?"

Allison glanced at the door warily and shouted in a low voice: "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts. Unless I die one day, you can't even think about it!"

Helena turned over and seemed a little happy: "I thought you would never care about what I think."

"Damn it, you're the only daughter."

Allison slapped her butt angrily and said seriously: "Listen to me, that is not a good choice. Rhaenyra will sell you to the lowest brothel!"

Helena lay on the ground with her calves raised: "If I can succeed, I won't end up in that situation."

Seeing that her daughter was stubborn, Allison was furious: "You should find a husband who truly treats you."

"But you still chose father."

Helena's eyes twinkled.

"That's no choice."

“A lot of people would say that, but they still have fun doing it.”

...Allison.

Unable to be persuaded by words, Allison stood up and left with his back molars almost broken: "Continue to attend in the afternoon, don't waste the holiday."

boom--

Pushing the door open and slamming it hard.

In the palace, Helena, who won the argument, was left alone.

The little girl was quiet for a while, took off the messy jewelry and turned over again, lying on her back without any image.

He raised his two small hands and turned the silver-gray bracelet.

His eyes gradually lost focus and he murmured to himself: "A man without a dragon is like flies in summer, there are many and annoying."

Targaryen has his own way of doing things!

…

In the afternoon, the sun is scorching.

Banquet halls are still being held to accommodate aristocratic men and women who have failed in love.

In the godswood, the servants set up a shade cloth and arranged another banquet place.

Rhaenyra was pregnant and unfit to attend in the sun, so Lannar accompanied her to rest in her chamber.

Allison personally took action, pressed the dishonest Aegon on the chair, and met the noble girl who came to see him together.

Seeing the queen, the girls were a little cautious, and most of them left after becoming familiar with each other.

Allison was not satisfied and called his niece Selina Hightower to act as a temporary maid.

The real meaning is to remind Aegon to choose as soon as possible.

Aegon didn't take a nap. He drank some cold wine and leaned back listlessly on his chair.

At this moment, he was admiring a young girl like a king and smacking his lips critically.

Not to mention, he has the air of a foolish king.

Under the weirwood trees.

The whistling red leaves blocked the sun and cast a large shade.

Rhaegar sat on the gray tree trunk and watched with interest.

Mond Hightower staggered over, holding a wine cup in one hand: "The weather is so hot, why don't you drink a glass of Qingting Island's fine wine?"

As he said that, he kindly handed over a wine cup.

Rhaegar glanced sideways and refused: "True dragons are not afraid of fire."

Mond was stunned for a moment, then clicked his tongue and said, "I forgot this. Targaryen is truly the bloodline of the gods."

After thinking for a while, Mond looked at Aegon and said with a smile: "What a good boy, full of youth."

He had been fond of Aegon since he was a child, even more so than Alto, his own grandfather.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, feeling offended: "Lord Mond, I am the same age as him."

"Well……"

Mond almost didn't react and smiled angrily: "I apologize for your wisdom and martial prowess. Forgive me for not being able to compare you with Aegon."

The voice changed: "You are very concerned about your brother's marriage. You are really a good brother."

Rhaegar did not accept that trick and said speechlessly: "You are overthinking. I am just curious whether Aegon will be embarrassed."

If something happened, he would have to wipe his ass.

Not wanting to pay attention to the chattering Mond, Rhaegar stood up and walked out: "I'm going to check on Helena. You guys help me keep an eye on Aegon."

Compared to Aegon's temper, he was more worried about Helena's emotional stability.

Don't really let out the dream fire!