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

Tyroshi.

Prince's Palace, Water Covered Bridge.

A graceful figure stopped by the bridge, staring down at the calm water.

The covered bridge is the first bridge in Tyrosi, spanning the east and west ends of the estuary.

The Prince's Palace is located on the east side of the covered bridge, with green willows planted on both sides, all of which were completed during the reign of the new Prince.

Plop——

The figure dropped a pebble, causing ripples to appear on the calm water.

Messaria sighed softly and pressed her pale palms against the dragon stone fence.

Watch from afar.

Wearing a blue floral floral corset dress with a silk scarf wrapped around her slender snow neck, she tried to cover her pale skin as much as possible.

Because of his skin color, he is called "white maggot".

She stood by the bridge, all alone.

Lament the mystery of fate.

Rustling, rustling...

There was a familiar sound of footsteps behind him, steady and powerful.

Mesalia turned her head slightly and saw Damon dressed in black.

"Here comes another one. You are wasting your role as a maid."

Damon's voice was calm, and he leaned on the railing of the covered bridge, observing his mistress's changing temperament sideways.

Mesalia turned her head in disgust and said with emotion: "I want to be alone and not embarrass others."

"Don't think so bad of me."

Damon stretched his head and said meaningfully: "Tell me the reason?"

Why did his temperament suddenly change, like a different person?

Being questioned carelessly, Mesalia felt helpless and boldly asked: "Who leaked the news about my pregnancy?"

After the first unexpected miscarriage in her life, she broke up with Damon.

In the years that followed, the two parties maintained contact with each other for buying and selling information.

Of course, she is also connected with Otto Hightower, and she is a fence-sitter who pleases both sides.

This also led her to buy the first house and the first stone building in the man-eating Flea Bottom.

As Daemon captured Tyrosh, the other party came to her again and asked her to serve as the intelligence chief.

She thought that when she broke up with Daemon, it was because Damon did not have a stable territory and could only be controlled by the king's brother.

Daemon became the Lord of Tyrosh, so she was naturally willing to defect.

The two had a passionate affair and resumed their underground love relationship.

After years of hard work, it was finally confirmed a few months ago that I was pregnant.

However, she didn't want the news to leak out so quickly!

Listening to his mistress's questioning, Damon avoided her eyes and said bluntly: "I broke the news."

Xiaomei did a good job in prevention, but he deliberately spread the news.

With one sentence, Messaria was immediately offended and her voice increased: "Damon, I am just your mistress, have you ever thought about me!?"

Who is she, a foreign dancer.

She had been a prostitute and an intelligence dealer, and her background was low to the core.

On the other hand, look at Damon’s first wife.

The only daughter of the most powerful island owner of Chaotou Island in the Seven Kingdoms, and the owner of Vagahar, the three founding dragons of the country.

In Xiaomei's circle, Damon is the person with the highest status.

Lannar is a close friend of the current queen, and the entire Velaryon family and allies are behind her.

What can Xiaomei do to compete with it?

Damon was silent for a moment, obviously understanding the meaning of Xiaomei's words.

Messaria was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "Why don't you wait until my fetus is stable and everything is ready before spreading the news?"

Once she gives birth to a son, he will immediately be Tyrosh's next heir.

How could Lanner and the family behind her tolerate this?

She was just a mortal body, without the protection of a dragon or identity, so she could be killed by any assassination.

"If you get pregnant out of wedlock, the child is illegitimate."

Damon tilted his head, leaning on the fence with his elbows, and whispered: "I have to spread the news first, and then get married openly."

Over the years, he slept with many women, even delaying Tyrosh's development.

It gets a bad rap for this.

Of course, his previous reputation wasn't necessarily much better.

The Prince of the Capital, the Prince of Debauchery, the Lord of Flea Bottom...

but!

That was just the way he acted when, as the second son, he was unable to change his situation.

Don't care about other people's opinions and enjoy the joy of life as much as possible.

It might as well be another kind of self-paralysis.

Today, he rules Tyrosh, one of the nine Free Cities.

As the bloodline of Prince Baelron of Spring Dawn, he established another branch of Targaryen.

There was no opportunity in the past, but now there is an opportunity.

He must regain his strength and prove to his brother, nephew, and parents who prefer his brother.

Daemon Targaryen did not make things worse.

He was just pretending to be bad, and he was more capable of creating a great cause than his brother.

For this reason,

A qualified heir becomes the most important thing in a great cause.

Looking at the confident Damon, Mesalia's heart ached and she was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Damon said seriously: "You and the child will be safe and sound, and I will not repeat the same retreat."

"Then marry me immediately and give me a title!"

Messalia, breathing heavily, took the opportunity to make a request.

Damon had already expected it and said calmly: "I am already planning the wedding, so there is no need to worry about the status."

His brother gave him special privileges before abdicating the throne.

Even my good nephew Rhaegar cannot disobey this.

Hearing this, Mesalia was still dissatisfied and emphasized: "I'm talking about immediately, a ceremony, and a wedding room."

The formal wedding takes at least a month to hold.

She was afraid of long nights and many dreams.

Damon frowned and said coldly: "I am a prince, not a poor boy from Flea Bottom. I have to be secretive when marrying a woman."

"But I'm a whore."

Mesalia revealed her background and said angrily: "Your little willfulness will put me in danger."

She was a third party in the position. If she didn't sneak around, would she be suffocated to death while she was sleeping?

The lower one's origin is, the more acute his sense of danger is.

Xiaomei could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at her.

It was Damon who personally exposed her, a white maggot, to the public eye.

Damon was upset by the quarrel and forced his patience: "Then you must also understand that after marrying me, you will no longer be a lowly prostitute."

He doesn't care about a woman's origin, but his children cannot be insulted by it.

No matter how lowly the maggot is, hiding under the protection of the dragon, no vulture or hyena dares to peep.

"Forget it, you don't agree with me."

Mesalia sighed again and really wanted to walk away.

When the child is born safely, he emerges from the darkness.

Damon ignored her and leaned on the edge of the covered bridge, quietly watching the large and small ships coming in and out on both sides.

Both of them stopped talking and were quiet for a while.

Mesalia felt awkward and took a deep breath: "I want to have some quiet time. Are you okay?"

He has a lot of stuff in his stomach and is tough when he speaks.

Damon glanced sideways and said simply: "Waiting for someone."

"Who's coming?"

Mesalia's eyes suddenly became sharp and alert.

Damon opened his mouth and was about to answer.

call--

A strong wind smelling of ash blew across the sky, blocking what he wanted to say.

Damon raised his head and looked into the distance, and said calmly: "Here we come!"

The words just fell.

"Hiss-"

A pair of jet-black dragon wings enveloped the port little by little, and every time it flapped, it set off waves of scorching air that blew through the clothes.

Mesalia's eyes widened, and her jaw almost dropped.

"Glutton, land!"

The cold voice passed into my ears, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

The giant black dragon circled in the sky and slowly landed at one end of the covered bridge.

It's not over yet.

"Hiss..."

A slightly smaller light blue dragon flew over leisurely, like an elf in the blue sky, gracefully lowering its figure.

After the two giant dragons landed one after another, Mesalia recovered from the shock.

It's not like she's never seen a dragon before.

Daemon's Coraxio, whom she even had the pleasure of riding with.

But for dragons as huge as Glutton and Dreamfire, she only saw Vhagar quietly in the dark when Lannal came to Tyrosh to question Daemon.

Mesalia took a breath and said with emotion: "Early on, I heard that His Majesty the Iron Throne tamed the world's largest wild dragon at a young age, and he truly lived up to his reputation."

I used to be of low status and huddled in a flea hole without a chance to see him.

"Come on, come with me and have a good meeting."

The corners of Damon's mouth curled up slightly, looking forward to what his nephew would bring.

…

A few minutes later.

At the end of the covered bridge, Rhaegar and Daemon met.

Rhaegar stood upright, with long silver-gold hair hanging naturally, and his purple eyes were scrutinizing.

Damon held the hilt of the sword on his side with one hand, raised his head and looked at his nephew with a calm demeanor.

Neither uncle nor nephew spoke first, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was breathless.

Messaria put on a silk scarf and stood quietly beside Queen Daemon, observing the expressions of the uncle and nephew during the confrontation.

noble! arrogant!

Extraordinary nobility and unparalleled arrogance.

Originating from the extraordinary dragon blood, he is unyielding in his heart.

In contrast.

Helena and Rhaegar stood side by side, occasionally tugging at the wrinkled simple clothes, or lowering their heads to dig out the dirt between their fingernails.

As for the confrontation between uncle and nephew?

She didn't care, she didn't see it at all.

Finally, when the four people had different minds, the stalemate was broken.

Rega remained silent, the corners of his lips raised.

Damon sighed helplessly, knelt down on one knee unwillingly, and saluted: "Your Majesty."

As he spoke, he raised his head high and looked directly into his nephew's eyes.

This is his last bit of stubbornness.

Rega immediately smiled and stretched out his hand to help his good uncle: "Don't worry about false courtesy."

"Haha." Damon sneered.

I believed my good nephew’s lies.

As usual, Rhaegar suppressed his good uncle's arrogance and went straight to the point: "I heard that you are getting married."

As he said that, he looked sideways at Mesalia, looked up and down and said, "Is this Mrs. Xiaomei?"

Take a closer look.

She is quite a beautiful woman.

She has black hair tied back, a slim and charming figure, and a skin as pale as paper, which adds to the dignity of a sickly beauty.

Just standing there, without explaining her background, her temperament is more noble than that of an ordinary lady.

Feeling the king's gaze, Messalia forced herself to calm down and winked at Daemon secretly.

Rega looked away and waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, I don't have any ill intentions."

I just want to see what a woman who can seduce a good uncle and even make him steal dragon eggs looks like.

When I saw it today, I felt quite like Reese's Black Swan.

Maybe both of them came from humble backgrounds and climbed to high places through their ability.

Damon looked solemn and declared his sovereignty: "She is pregnant with my child, and I want to marry her."

It seems that he is afraid that his good nephew will ruin his good deeds.

Rega had no such leisure, and chuckled: "Who you marry has nothing to do with me. My father has made a special exception for you, so I have no reason to object."

What's more, if my good uncle marries Bai Maggot, it doesn't mean he has failed his father's plan.

Establishing the royal family’s absolute rule.

Daemon's eyes narrowed, and he asked, "What is your purpose in coming to Tyrosh?"

Apart from marrying more, he couldn't think of anything else important.

"The Sea of ​​Smoke!"

Rhaegar said with a serious face, "Volantis and Slaver's Bay intend to disrupt the order of the disputed land. I plan to take this opportunity to send troops to bring Volantis and the Sea of ​​Smoke back into the territory of ancient Valyria."

Volantis is not important, and Slaver's Bay is not important.

But the wild dragons in the Sea of ​​Smoke and the tribe land in the Land of Long Summer.

Even the dragon horn that appears repeatedly in the dream is very important!

I can't rest until I get it.

Daemon's vigilance gradually faded after hearing this, and he analyzed who the enemy was: "The Tiger Party and the Elephant Party of Volantis are in cahoots, and there are remnants of the Three Women's Kingdom in Slaver Bay."

"You, me and Helena are enough to quell the war."

Rhaegar, on behalf of Helena, said frankly: "The Sea of ​​Smoke is dangerous. After taking over Volantis, you and I will explore together."

"How will the harvest be distributed?"

Daemon asked for benefits without thinking.

Rhaegar was prepared: "Valerion's fleet will accompany us, the royal family will take 50% of the harvest, and all the special items will belong to me."

"Too much." Hearing about the special items, Daemon frowned subconsciously.

Rhaegar's expression remained unchanged, and he stretched out a finger: "The young dragon was successfully captured, and your offspring will be tamed first."

The chance of taming a young dragon that has grown up is always higher than hatching a dragon egg.

Sure enough, Daemon did not refuse, and then put forward conditions: "I want you to suppress Rhaenyra, don't ruin my good things."

"Do your best."

Rhaegar knew what he was doing and spoke without hesitation.

It is impossible to suppress it. He planned to be the driving force behind it from the beginning.

Dear Uncle Wang, you are the pioneer of this power struggle.