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

As Daeron shouted, Aemond, who was blocking Aegon, froze.

The long stride stopped, and a pair of slender white legs spread apart.

The raised arm paused, and the one-handed sword hung above Aegon's head.

Just three inches away from killing my brother.

"Huhuhu..."

Aemond breathed heavily, forcing himself to calm down.

Aegon's appearance was amazing, and he could only feel his crotch slightly wet.

Seeing that his good brother stopped the assassination, he hurriedly got out from under the table, not forgetting to thank Darren: "Thanks, brother."

Then, he ran away.

Dang clang——

Aemond was so angry that he lost his one-handed sword and fell to the ground, shaking: "Damn bastard."

Dai Lun quickly stepped forward to help his brother to prevent him from fainting due to excessive excitement.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Aemond pushed him away again and gritted his teeth stubbornly.

He didn't want to be seen as weak.

Daeron was frightened and told a white lie: "Aegon didn't mean it, I just had to see it."

"Don't cover up for him, you won't even lie."

Aemond's single eye flashed with a cold light, and he had already seen through everything.

Aegon is just a bully.

She doesn't see him as a fragile person, or even as a human being.

Darren was speechless for a moment, filled with guilt.

It's all his own fault for not being able to resist the temptation to peek into Aemond's privacy.

It almost caused a disaster.

During the conversation, the old prostitute wore a cool skirt and walked downstairs quickly.

Aemond glanced at it, his attitude indifferent.

The old prostitute is the madam of the brothel, and she has developed a good eye long ago.

Upon seeing the messy scene in the hall, he ordered his servants to call out a scantily clad silver-haired girl and bring her to the brothers.

The silver-haired girl has a delicate face, a pair of timid peach blossom eyes, and her chest is generously opened, revealing two red dots.

Feeling Aemond's gaze, he held a feather fan in his hand, covering himself shyly.

But when the top is used, the bare bottom is exposed.

She is a striptease dancer who was performing a talent show just now.

Aemond looked up and down, stared at the old bustard with one eye, and said coldly: "What do you think I am?"

Every word was full of oppression, like a dark poisonous snake.

Although she has no clothes on, her body is still very fair.

The old madam forced herself to calm down and winked: "A person seeking comfort."

With that said, he pulled off the silver-haired dancer's feather fan and pushed it lightly into Aemond's arms.

Squeezing out a flattering smile: "She is the best dancer in Hull Town. Outsiders say she is like a real princess."

When Darren heard this, he secretly looked at the silver-haired dancer and frowned fiercely.

Silver hair, purple eyes, fair skin, a typical Valyrian descendant.

Most of the brothels that appear in Hull Town are dragons that have fallen into disgrace.

"you……"

Dai Lun opened his mouth, wanting to refute the old bustard.

Swish——

As soon as the words came out, the sharp cold light disappeared in a flash.

Immediately,

Plop!

A silver-haired head flew high into the sky, with blood splashing everywhere, and rolled on the floor.

The head and face are facing upward, with incredible eyes and a shy and seductive smile.

The next second.

"ah!!……"

The whole crowd screamed, and all the prostitutes and clients scrambled to escape from the brothel when they saw the dead head.

The old madam was so frightened that she stared straight ahead and quietly glanced at the dead head rolling at her feet.

Moving gently with bare feet, it seemed as if she could feel the caress of her silver hair.

A chilling chill ran down his tailbone and reached the sky.

Pattering...

The fishy smell filled the air, and the old madam trembled all over. The light yellow liquid broke through the restrictions of the crotch pants and poured on the floor.

The portions are generous and flow around.

Submerge the dead heads stuck in the feet.

"elder brother!"

Darren exclaimed and looked at Aemond in disbelief.

Aemond's eyes were gloomy, he drew his sword and stuck it on the floor, then raised his hand to wipe away the blood splattered on his face.

A real princess?

Even this piece of shit, ridden by thousands of people and crushed by thousands of people, dares to tarnish the reputation of the royal family.

Aemond glanced at the silver-haired head in the urine stain, his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open.

In a daze, his face began to blur.

First, he overlapped with Rhaenyra, and Aemond's eyes glowed with coldness.

Later, he reunited with Helena, and his murderous intent turned into a touch of tenderness.

In just a short moment, Emond shook his head suddenly and regained consciousness.

The old bustard knelt down with a thud and said tremblingly: "Prince, I..."

Too scared to speak.

Stab!

Aemond's face was cold, and the tip of his sword scratched the cold and wet floor.

boom--

The door suddenly burst open from the outside, and a group of patrolling soldiers rushed in.

Without any explanation, they raised their spears and surrounded the hall.

"Get out, everyone!"

Daeron shouted, trying to cover for Aemond.

Seeing the soldiers appear, Aemond became wary and hesitated whether to kill the old bustard.

"Everyone stop it!"

A low shout sounded, and the soldiers blocking the door were roughly pushed away.

Aria, dressed in silver armor and white robes, came in and looked around with a gloomy expression.

Along with him, there was Stephen with an old face.

The two of them were off duty during the day, but Cole sent a message halfway and had no choice but to come to take over the post.

Aemond stared at the majestic Alec and said coldly: "What, my brother heard about what happened here and wants to arrest me?"

Of course he knew this was impossible.

But in this situation, if you don't say something, you won't be able to save face.

Alec said nothing and stepped forward with his head down.

"Hmm?" Aemond held his head high and pretended.

"Prince, be careful."

Alec reminded Darren, and while Aemon was distracted, he threw an uppercut.

puff--

Aemond hit the target, his saliva spurted out, he fell backwards and fell to the ground.

The scarf tied around her waist fell off, revealing her fair buttocks.

Pain and shame came over me.

Aemond couldn't take a breath, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Darren's pupils trembled wildly, and his jaw almost dropped in shock.

"excuse me."

Alec apologized, took off his white robe, wrapped Aemon tightly, put it on his shoulders and walked out.

The prince went crazy and was extremely embarrassed.

His Majesty would not blame him for acting like this.

The soldiers dispersed voluntarily and let them go with their heads lowered.

With a few bronze stars a month, how dare you interfere in the royal family's affairs.

In the brothel, only Darren was left in embarrassment.

Dai Lun looked at the old bustard, then at the headless naked body lying on the ground, took out two golden dragons from his arms and threw them out.

"The royal family does not prostitute for free."

After saying that, he went out without stopping.

…

on the street.

Alik watched the patrolling soldiers go away and gave the mummy on his shoulder to Stephen. The division of labor was clear: "I also want to protect the prince. You take him back to Climax City."

"Don't worry."

Stephen nodded slightly, not surprised by this.

As for the royal family, which generation doesn’t have a few ridiculous guys?

The two Iron Guard brothers separated, and Alec escorted Daeron to the port with a dark face.

Just after finishing the night shift, Cole was called to take over the job again.

A good iron guard has more resentment than a dead silver-haired dancer.

…

Climax City.

Rhaegar and Helena parted ways and quickly found Ilic, the captain of the Iron Guard on duty.

"His Majesty."

Eric was stunned and saluted.

Rhaegar was in a hurry and asked directly: "Where are my children?"

Ilic replied without thinking: "The three princes did not return last night and stayed with Miss Renya."

"Who is protecting them!"

Rhaegar was wary, that was what he cared about most.

Prophecy cannot be taken lightly.

His dream predictions were chaotic and disorderly, often ignoring time and space and giving him fragmented images.

By comparison.

Helena's prediction was narrow, but more accurate.

Seeing that His Majesty was so serious, Ilic realized the seriousness of the problem: "It was Cole who was on duty, and someone just requested manpower in his name. My brother and Stephen also went."

"Three Iron Guards?"

Rhaegar's frown deepened and he immediately ordered: "It's up to you to come forward and bring two teams of guards to escort Belron and the others back safely."

This is Chaotou Island, the territory of sea snakes.

The Iron Guard captain leading the team is the best configuration.

Ilic did not dare to neglect and said solemnly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After that, quickly go and call someone.

There are seven members of the Kingsguard, excluding the two brothers who stayed in King's Landing to look after the old king, and there are five people accompanying them.

Alec and Stephen worked the night shift, and he and Laurent worked the day shift.

Cole is special. He occasionally teaches Prince Aemond martial arts and temporarily protects the little princes.

Rhaegar shook his head secretly, still feeling frightened.

After pondering for a while, I decided to make an unannounced visit in person.

…

Hull Town, Port.

"Slow down, don't break the wooden box."

"Idiot, put away your shabby fishing net."

"..."

The shipwrights sweated and cursed every passer-by equally.

On Chaotou Island, the profession of shipwright is extraordinary and noble.

Adam was among the apprentices and was scolded on a regular basis, but he was more respectable than the average person.

At this moment, while the young man was repairing the deck, he was quietly monitoring the suspicious people boarding the ship.

In the past, there would be strange faces on board the ship, but not so many at once.

The old shipwrights were very busy, treating the strange faces carrying materials as coolies, and from time to time they would spit on their faces.

Only young Adam liked to pay attention to some insignificant details.

Wait for Renya to lead Meka around the cabin and towards the back half of the ship.

Adam took a sneak peek and recognized the girl's identity from her appearance.

Gradually, the suspicious persons put down the materials and moved towards the second half in twos and threes.

Adam lowered his head and stared carefully.

Someone put his hand in his crotch, which seemed to be itching, but in fact there was a bulge.

He also stuffed his hands into his shirt, as if rubbing balls of mud.

This kind of indecent behavior is completely normal among civilians.

However, Adam saw what was beneath the surface.

The shape of that bulge is too big!

"That should be the handle of a dagger, or an ironwood handle."

Adam had a plan in mind and calculated silently.

My mind was racing, thinking of many heroic events in the story.

Adam thought of his younger brother and his suffering mother, and held the hammer in his arms.

He stood up naturally, approached a buck-toothed apprentice, and whispered a few words.

The buck-toothed apprentice's eyes lit up, he put down the nail box and got into the cabin.

Adam looked around and climbed up the ladder of the observation tower.

…

Behind the cabin.

Renya was lying on the railing, watching the sailors hanging in the air clearing the barnacles.

There is something indescribably pleasing to the eye every time I see slimy barnacles being cut off the hull of a ship.

Meka squatted on the ground, resting his chin on his hands in boredom.

The backpack was very big, covering the small body of him completely.

Several guards surrounded the two men, alert.

Cole was not there.

He had to protect Baeron, the more important heir to the throne.

The sea breeze blew slowly, and the shouts of the sailors came into his ears.

The noisy port was particularly quiet and peaceful at this moment.

The guards couldn't help but relax, and their vigilance gradually declined.

The coolies carrying materials walked to the back half, as if to provide help to the shipwrights.

The guards ignored them and passed by.

"Do it!"

At this moment, a sudden roar sounded.

Puff--

Before the guards could react, daggers were taken out and stabbed into their kidneys.

An assassin had a ferocious face and pounced on Renia by the fence, shouting loudly: "Long live the harpy!"