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

Halfway through, Mond observed the night scene of the old town and muttered: "Otto must stay away. The family cannot be dragged down by him and Alison."

The crown prince's butcher knife was raised to the top of Hightower's head, and potential hidden dangers must be hidden.

As he walked while thinking, the towering tower came into view.

Mond stepped onto the stone arch bridge and returned to his clan's land.

...

Crying Wharf.

The small boat that had sailed out not long ago returned to the original route and anchored at the original position.

On the wharf, in the empty night, a dozen black-robed people stood in a row.

Otto put on his hood again, stepped onto the wet wharf, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me."

The black-robed people followed him like a puppet without saying a word.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and a gust of evening breeze blew.

The hoods of the black robes were blown away, revealing several pale and thin numb faces.

Some of them were blind in one eye, and some of them had scars all over their faces...

They were criminals in the dungeon of King's Landing, and they were also part of the intelligence legacy left by Xiaomei, the white maggot.

Now, Otto was in charge of this group of puppets.

...

The night was getting darker, and dark clouds covered the bright moonlight.

In a secret passage in the towering tower.

Click——

The black-robed man got out quietly, and the outside world happened to be a cellar where grain was stored.

"Be quick and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

Otto looked grim and found the kerosene barrel prepared in advance.

The black-robed man picked up the barrel and immediately took action.

Avoiding the night watchmen, the kerosene was poured in the cellar, kitchen, stable and other places.

A black-robed man was about to pour kerosene on the gate, and his companion came forward and punched him, snatched the barrel and whispered: "Get away, don't be smart."

Otto watched in the dark and nodded slightly.

He wanted to set fire to the towering tower, but he would not block the escape route.

Isn't the Crown Prince going to take action?

Then he will take action in advance, burn down the towering tower, and escape the unwarranted accountability.

No one would think that he set the fire, and just think that it was the Crown Prince who acted without scruples.

Otto took a last look at the familiar towering tower, turned back and went into the secret passage, and ordered: "Light the fire."

The black-robed man took out a torch and lit the place where the kerosene was soaked.

Immediately, the fire burned everywhere in the towering tower.

When the guards and servants caught fire, Otto had already led people away quietly.

"Come quickly, put out the fire!"

"The kitchen is on fire, get some water..."

"It's on fire..."

The servants ran around, and the whole tower was in chaos.

At this moment, another group of masked men sneaked out of the towering tower and quickly fled the scene on a small boat on the island in the middle of the lake.

Boom——

A big fire suddenly broke out at the gate of the towering tower, blocking the guards from fetching water and putting out the fire.

"Damn it, the fire has blocked the door!"

The fire was so fierce that ordinary people could not get close.

Suddenly, someone cried out: "There is a smell of kerosene, go and save the lord!"

Instantly, the guards shouted and rushed in with blankets soaked in river water.

At this time, the lord's bedroom.

Mund was wearing silk pajamas and sleeping soundly on the soft big bed.

Sizzle...

A big fire broke out in the corridor outside the door, and the pungent smoke penetrated into the bedroom through the tiny crack of the door.

Mund's head was dizzy, and he tossed and turned while smelling the smoke.

At some point, the sound of fire fighting rang through the tower, waking him from his dream.

When Mond opened his eyes, the dark room was filled with thick black smoke, and the temperature was as high as an oven.

"Damn it, what's going on!"

Mund lost all sleepiness in an instant, and got up and ran away while cursing.

Bang——

He kicked the door with a kick, and it didn't move at all with a bang.

Mond was horrified and pounded on the door: "Damn it, who sealed the door!"

The fire spread throughout the corridor, burning along the walls to the ceiling. The pine beams used for decoration became the best fuel, and the pine oil crackled.

Every breath Mond took was filled with choking smoke, and the shouts and crackling sounds he heard were like the whispers of strangers.

The smoke became thicker and thicker, and the fire burned to the door.

"Cough cough cough..."

Mond's strength in pounding the door became weaker and weaker, and it was very difficult to breathe. The violent coughing almost coughed his lungs out of his body.

"Someone..."

"Save, save me..."

Deep despair appeared in Mond's eyes, his voice was hoarse like a broken blower, and his limbs gradually became sore and weak.

With a plop, he fell to the ground.

A pair of eyes stared at the door, which was obviously just a wooden door, but it became a barrier between life and death.

Boom——

The fire spread to the bedroom roof, and the beams could no longer hold on, burning and collapsing.

Mond's breathing almost stopped, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, watching the beams fall on his head.

In the last moment of his life, Mond was like a last breath, and screamed in panic.

"No!!"

...

Crying dock.

Otto, who boarded the ship again, suddenly turned his head, as if he heard something, staring at the towering tower with thick smoke.

The towering tower is 800 feet high and is extremely conspicuous in the flat old town.

It was dark, and the fire was particularly clear.

The fire rose from the bottom of the towering tower, and occasionally smoke came out of several floors, spewing flames through the windows.

Otto's eyes flickered, and he was confused for a while: "Why is the fire so big?"

He stirred the sea water with his palms and judged the size of the night wind by physical sensation.

The breeze was gentle, not a strong wind outlet that helped the fire.

Otto frowned and thought to himself, "No matter what, we can't stay in Old Town for long."

He has chosen his brother and family to sacrifice in order to preserve his daughter, the queen, and the future of his family.

He can't be soft-hearted.

He turned his head, stepped onto the deck of the small boat, and urged the sailors to speed up.

Splash...

The sailors paddled hard, and the waves became three times stronger without them noticing.

Otto joined the rowing team, and the boat quickly disappeared into the night.

Half an hour later.

The boat sailed out of the port and entered the outlet of Whispering Bay.

Otto was absent-minded, looking at the distance with his eyes out of focus.

At some point, a hazy outline of a ship appeared on the sea.

The sailors panicked and stretched their necks to try to see the situation of the opposite ship.

Otto was attracted by the sound and squinted his eyes to see along the line of sight.

The two ships were getting closer and closer, and the haziness gradually disappeared.

A small warship known for its agility.

Otto's heart jumped, and his eyelids twitched uncomfortably.

Gradually, the two ships met.

Otto looked up and saw the figures on the deck of the warship and the long sails hoisted by the warship.

On the lavender canvas, a sword and a meteor intersected.

"Dain family."

Otto was confused and couldn't believe his eyes.

At the same time, the figures on the battlefield were also looking down at him, with a sneer on the corner of their mouths.

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the sailors and black-robed people on the ship.

"Shoot!"

...

The Starry Temple.

Rhaenyra hadn't fallen asleep yet. She was wearing a long beige nightgown and standing in front of the window of the inner hall looking out.

"Woo wow~"

Little Aemon was wearing baby clothes, lying in his mother's arms, humming and humming.

Rhaenyra held his little butt with one hand and hugged his back with the other, and leaned back slightly.

Make sure the child doesn't fall down or hurt his spine.

Creak——

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Rhaegar walked in quietly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Rhaenyra coaxing the baby under the moonlight.

Rhaegar hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Is Baelon asleep?"

Rhaenyra turned sideways and said helplessly, "He has been asleep for a long time, only this little bastard is still refusing to rest."

"Baelon is worthy of being the eldest son. He knows how to save his father and mother's worries."

Rhaegar smiled and stepped forward to take the little Aemon who was clapping his hands randomly.

The little guy's purple eyes were sparkling, and he smacked his lips in excitement, as if he wanted to refute his father.

The little guy looked very cute.

Rhaenyra snorted softly, rocked the cradle beside her, looked at the sleeping baby with gentle eyes, and retorted, "Older children are usually less worried and take care of younger brothers."

As she said that, her eyes moved to Rhaegar's handsome face, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

What a handsome boy, she took care of him alone.

Rhaegar couldn't hold back his laughter and nodded in praise: "Yes, who doesn't want a gentle and considerate sister."

"Wow~"

Little Aemon felt ignored, yelled unhappily, and opened his little hands to hit Rhaegar's hard chest.

The little guy was soft, and it bounced a little when it hit, and saliva came out.

A pair of unscrupulous parents laughed and teased the poor baby.

"Rhaegar!"

The atmosphere was warm, and Rhaenyra suddenly spoke.

Rhaegar said "hmm" and cast a concerned look.

Rhaenyra leaned against the window, looking at the towering flames of the towering tower, and asked bluntly: "Did you set the fire?"

"Tsk, you can't hide anything."

Rhaegar smacked his lips, bit little Aemon's cheek, and said truthfully: "Otto set the fire, I helped fan the wind."

"Really?"

Rhaenyra narrowed her eyes slightly.

"It's true." Rhaegar had an expression on his face that said I'm the most honest.

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and said earnestly: "The Hightower family is a guardian family that is on par with all the realms, and it is also the mother family of Alisen. You must not do anything reckless."

Westeros has a noble protection law.

No matter what kind of crime it is, as long as the whole family is not in rebellion, the king cannot destroy a family at will.

Since becoming the crown prince, Rhaegar has successively cut off two noble families with a long history.

Bracken in the Riverlands and Uller in Dorne.

Although both of them have committed serious crimes, it is understandable to exterminate the entire family.

But this move will undoubtedly provoke the nerves of the nobles in Westeros and add to their reputation for cruelty.

There have been countless nobles who have rebelled in history, and no noble family has ever perished because of this.

Rhaegar's repeated acts of exterminating families and destroying surnames would scare anyone.

Rhaenyra thought for a while and suggested: "The Tower of Heaven has suffered a fire, and the Hightower family has suffered enough losses. Let's set off for King's Landing tomorrow."

The Dorne rebellion has not yet ended, and the battlefield still needs Hightower to shine.

Depriving Alissen of her rights as queen and controlling Otto, who was on the imperial council, the Hightower family is nothing to fear.

In Rhaenyra's eyes, raising children with Rhaegar and staying by his father's side is the most important thing.

Rhaegar raised his eyelids slightly, considered the direction of things, and made a judgment: "Well, tomorrow is also the time to see the outcome."

The Hightower family is deep-rooted and will not disappear easily.

He made several preparations, which should be enough.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

The island in the middle of the lake where the towering tower is located turned into a scorched earth, and the white tower was burned black by the fire overnight.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra came on dragons.

They caught up with the guards cleaning the gate of the tower and carried out the charred corpses on stretchers.

"Hiss..."

A sharp hissing attracted the attention of the people present.

Yangyan and the sheep thief arrived late, and the two Targaryen boys hurried over.

Aegon was completely confused, looking around the stone steps tower not far from the ruins.

Didn't he just take Aemond to visit a brothel all night, and his mother's family burned down?

Aemond was even more confused than him, staring at the boss with one eye, and climbed down the dragon's back and ran into the tower.

"Aemond, don't be impulsive!"

Rhaegar was in front of the tower and stretched out his hand to stop him.

At this time, two armored squire knights with sad faces lifted a stretcher and slowly walked out.

A white cloth was covered on the stretcher, and a charred arm hung down.

Rhaegar pulled Aemond back and watched the stretcher pass by.

On the thumb of the arm hung a ball of melted and solidified gold, wrapped in an emerald.

The two brothers recognized it at the same time.

It was the emerald ring that Mond Hightower often wore.

"Brother."

Aemond was stunned and muttered.

"Yeah." Rhaegar was beside him.

"It's all right."

Aemond was dejected and shook his head.

"Father, wuwuwu..."

During the conversation, a panicked cry sounded, it was the cry of a child.

A young boy cried out of the tower under the protection of the knight.

Mond's only son, Lionel Hightower.