Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Until dusk, the painted white wheel palace slowly drove into the Red Fort gate.

Bang!

Rhaenyra jumped down lightly, turned around and opened her arms, smiling and saying: "Come, I will catch you."

After playing for a whole day, the mood turned from cloudy to sunny.

"are you sure?"

Eamonn stood on the edge of the carriage, his eyes full of distrust.

Rhaenyra wrote lightly: "Just come."

I can't hold you in my arms anymore.

Aemon took a look at how high it was to the ground and swallowed quietly: "Then I'll do it."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and leaned forward.

Rhaenyra was full of confidence and opened her hands to catch the fat waist.

Then, an unbearable weight pressed down on me.

Plop!

One big one and one small staggered, but thanks to the support of Sir Steve, who had been watching closely, they both did not fall into the mud puddle.

"It's so suspenseful."

Aemon muttered and patted his chest to comfort himself.

Rhaenyra is so stupid!

He also said that he must hug him, but almost ejected him.

The corners of Rhaenyra's mouth twitched, and she covered her slender waist with her hands behind her back.

Looking at the small lump, the weight is really solid.

Both siblings were very frightened and looked at each other in tacit understanding.

"..."

Rhaenyra helplessly held her forehead and stretched out her hand: "Let's go."

"Hey, I'll get scolded when I go back."

Aemon smiled and held his soft little hand skillfully.

Today I have gained a lot, both in career and friendship.

The two siblings were holding hands, one was tall and beautiful, the other was fair and cute.

When the passing princes and ministers saw it, they were attracted by the pleasing scene and saluted and greeted each other.

Aemon walked up and down, peeking at Rhaenyra's satisfied expression, her big eyes wide.

"What are you looking at?" Rhaenyra was still immersed in joy, her worries behind her.

Of course I want to think about how to fool you.

Aemon suppressed a smile and announced cheerfully: "Rhaenayla, we are the best in the world."

Rhaenyra's heart was touched by these words, and her beautiful eyes were filled with waves.

"Okay, we won't be able to catch up with dinner any longer."

Eamonn ran away after flirting.

Alison is a good friend of his and there will definitely be a place for him in the Green Party in the future.

Rhaenyra is strong on the outside but weak in the heart due to lack of love. She has been questioned by her father and criticized by the court all year round.

Take advantage of the window period to leave an indelible friendship early.

In the next ten years, during the strong period after the formation of the black and green parties, he will be able to win over both sides, develop quietly and then surprise everyone.

What no one discovered was that every move the siblings made after returning to the Red Keep was watched.

Maegor's Tower, the king's palace.

Alison stood on the edge of the balcony and saw two figures, one big and one small, having fun through the glass.

Been waiting all day.

Allison's eyes were darkened, she pursed her red lips and gritted her teeth, placing her hands on her flat belly and stroking each other.

Unknowingly, traces of blood were picked out between his fingers.

Perhaps she didn't even realize it, but seeing Aemon and Rhaenyra having a close fight aroused the jealousy buried deep in her heart.

Squeak!

The door opened, and Viserys walked in, saying in a good mood: "Rhaenyra and the others are back, we should go to the dinner party."

But after saying hello, the young wife in a green dress did not respond immediately.

Viserys looked stunned and was about to step forward to ask.

"I see."

Alison lowered her head and turned around as fast as a gust of wind.

This move made Viserys look confused.

…

At night, after dinner, everyone goes back to their room to rest.

Eamonn patted his round belly and ran back to the room.

He got a lot of good things recently, and he had to appreciate them.

There wasn't much to talk about during dinner, except for the mention of Dragon's Den and Dream Fire.

When Viserys learned that his nephew wanted to tame the "mother dragon" Dreamfire, he went from initial approval to regret of failure, and finally came down to a cheerful persuasion.

"You are still young. There are more dragons on Dragonstone. You can try it when you grow up."

It has to be said that Viserys is a very awkward person.

While worrying about the power of dragons, they also have to rely on dragons.

Especially from a secular point of view, there is a very "transcendental" mental state.

He didn't want to see his daughter Rhaenyra indulge in dragon riding, but she wanted all the male heirs in the family to become dragon masters.

This is exactly the same as maintaining Rhaenyra's right to be the heir, but not giving her substantive power.

Perhaps this is why she is eager to find a strong and reliable partner for her daughter to make up for her shortcomings in hard power.

The night is getting darker.

Eamonn went back to his room to rest, and the others left one after another.

Rhaenyra was tired after a long day, and was about to go back and take a comfortable hot bath, but was temporarily stopped by her father.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Rhaenyra held up her long silver-gold hair and moved her legs under the silky skirt.

Viserys looked hesitant and smiled: "I have something very important to talk to you about."

"Hold on."

Rhaenyra followed in confusion.

Today is a great day for her.

Although no one cared about Aegon's name day celebration, all the princes and ministers were fawning over the little brother who still had to grab porridge with his hands.

But Aemon was undoubtedly an elf, and he made her very happy.

Especially the release of Dream Fire filled her silent heart with a satisfying sense of accomplishment.

The father was also surprisingly kind and did not get angry because the two secretly released the dream fire.

"It should be a good thing."

Rhaenyra prayed silently.

Led by Viserys, the father and daughter walked through the corridors and came to the underground crypt of the Red Keep.

A circle of white candles lit up on the huge altar, illuminating Balerion's dark skull.

Rhaenyra looked around, wondering secretly.

The last time the father and daughter came here was when her father apologized for the death of their mother Emma and gave her the qualification of heir to the Iron Throne.

Viserys looked at Balerion's skull and said with emotion: "Rhaenyra, you are very happy today. As a father, I am happy for you."

Rhaenyra nodded slightly, feeling that something big was going to happen.

"You are almost at the age of marriage. Do you have any young talents in mind?"

Viserys looked serious.

Rhaenyra's face changed slightly, and she immediately denied: "No!"

"That's good."

Viserys secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He was afraid that the woman would have some private ideas and bring a "yellow-haired" to see him.

Rumors in the court said that his daughter was very fond of Kingsguard Cole.

"Father, you can just say what you want to say."

Rhaenyra's tone was bad, and she felt offended.

Viserys smiled, with a bit of flattery, and asked: "You and Aemon are like siblings when they are together. How about I let him stay in King's Landing?"

"Father!"

Rhaenyra was not a fool, and she became emotional.

"Don't worry."

Viserys waved his hand and explained: "Aemon is a good boy, and he is Daemon's son. He will be a good helper for you."

"So?" Rhaenyra looked at him coldly.

"If you are willing to put down your status and treat him well."

Viserys organized his words and said as tactfully as possible: "Then, he will also give you feedback."

Suddenly, Rhaenyra was silent.

She understood and was trying to restrain the urge to refute.

She regarded Aemon as a neighbor's brother and a good friend, but she had no fantasy in that regard.

He was still a chubby child, and his little face looked like a peeled boiled egg when he smiled.

My father really did everything to grasp power.

Seeing his daughter bow her head and keep silent, Viserys sighed and said, "That's it for now. The Royal Forest Hunt will be held as scheduled tomorrow. Remember to rest early."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Rhaenyra stood alone, her curved eyelashes drooping low.

She didn't want to overwhelm anyone, and she didn't want to be overwhelmed by anyone.

But everyone and everything around her seemed to be urging her to make a choice quickly and turn into a hungry dog ​​to fight for the "cake" that everyone was chasing.

Suddenly, Rhaenyra felt someone peeping at her.

"Who's there!?"

She looked up suddenly and followed the line of sight to the corner of the wall behind the altar.

"Ahem."

Grand Maester Meros stood there, coughed twice after being discovered, and left calmly.

Rhaenyra frowned, a trace of disbelief appeared in her beautiful eyes, and her pair of pink fists clenched secretly.