Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

The sun sets.

The queen's tent opened, and a small figure walked out

"Hey, it's not easy to serve people."

Aemon sighed softly and stretched hard.

Tears of sadness ran down my face and I couldn't even hide away.

"What did you say?"

Alison followed closely, stooping out.

Aemon immediately changed his mind: "I said it's not difficult to serve the queen."

"Yeah?"

Alison's eyes were teasing and she couldn't help but smile.

He is a little kid but a big ghost, and he only loves to say nice things.

Aemon grinned, not daring to offend anyone again.

But women are indeed magical creatures, especially the more beautiful women.

He had just cried a lot, but he turned around as if nothing happened.

"Your Majesty, the king seems to be in a bad mood after returning from hunting."

Sir Alec saluted respectfully and reported the news of the king's return to camp.

"Thank you, ser."

Alison politely thanked her.

Eamonn looked over and said hurriedly: "You go ahead, I'll take a look around again."

After persuading this one, there is still another round.

"Okay, I'll go out first."

Allison nodded slightly.

But his feet didn't move. He tilted his head and stared at Eamonn for a while, as if he wanted to take off his clothes and see through him.

Aemon was terrified as he was being stared at, thinking that the great plan had been discovered.

Just when the atmosphere was weird.

Allison suddenly spoke and warned seriously: "Don't trust Rhaenyra, she is a selfish and stupid person."

"If you get too close to her, it will bring you misfortune and not end well."

Aemon was stunned when he heard this.

It's a really scary scare, but mixed with some truth, what's going on?

Alison asked: "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Aemon replied.

"That's good."

A smile appeared in Alison's eyes, but she still kept a straight face: "His Majesty King Renrui entrusted you to me, I hope you live a happier life than me."

"Yeah, we are the best in the world!"

Aemon nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, showing a very trusting attitude.

In this way, Allison left with satisfaction.

Watching the other party's graceful figure walking away, Aemon couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

It can be considered as coping with it.

He was a man who wanted to mix between black and green, how could he hang himself from a tree?

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

"Two gentlemen, take your leave."

Aemon waved a friendly hand and looked for Rhaenyra in the direction of the campfire dinner.

The two white knights nodded respectfully, full of admiration for the little prince who pleases the queen.

At a young age, he has a good ability to coax girls.

It's a pity that the two brothers have sworn not to marry or have children, otherwise they would have humbly asked for advice.

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It's getting late.

A bonfire was burning, and the nobles gathered around to hold a celebratory dinner.

Eamonn wandered around alone, washing his face in the sink as he passed the stables.

If your face is stained with tears, you will be suspected.

"Aemon, this way!"

Rhaenyra sat on a dry tree stump and greeted with a smile on her face.

Discovering the target, Aemon immediately took action.

As we got closer, we found that there was more than one person on the dry tree stump.

Lanner, who was wearing a blue skirt, was sitting dignifiedly and looking at him with a smile.

It fits the temperament of the big sister next door.

Eamonn restrained himself slightly and greeted politely: "Good evening, Miss Lanner."

Lanner stood up and saluted: "Hello to you, Your Highness Aemon."

This frightened Eamonn, and he waved his hand: "Don't be so serious, it's too formal."

Speaking of which, the two are still cousins.

The same great-grandfather/great-grandfather, in the next generation are the great-grandfather's third son Aemon and "Prince of Spring Dawn" Belron.

That Aemon married Miss Jocelyn of the Baratheon family and gave birth to an only daughter, the "Uncrowned Queen" Rhaenys.

The "Prince of Spring Dawn" Belron was his grandfather, and gave birth to two sons, Viserys and Daemon.

In the generation of Aemon and Lannal, the blood relationship is neither far nor close.

However, the Targaryen family is thin, and the blood of the "Uncrowned Queen" Rhaenys is equally rare and valuable.

After hearing what he said, Lanner smiled slightly: "Okay, then I will call you cousin?"

"No, just call me by my name."

Eamonn still thought it would be better to have a closer relationship.

His name means that Aunt Rhaenys will have good feelings for him. We are not involved in the position of the Iron Throne, so there is no need to be pretentious.

It is better to have many friends and few enemies.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Lanner nodded and sat back down gracefully.

Aemon frowned secretly, it was hard for him to fool Rhaenyra when the other party was here.

"Eamonn, I've figured it out."

Just as he was worried, Rhaenyra struck first and caught him off guard.

Eamonn was shocked, what have you figured out again?

Seeing Rhaenyra's eyes moved, she took his hand and said, "Thank you for helping me out today."

So many people made things difficult for her and wanted to see her laugh.

Aemon's small figure when he took action was particularly tall in her eyes.

"You're welcome."

Eamonn was really surprised.

Rhaenyra was even more moved, clenched her little hands tighter, and said solemnly: "You are right, there are so many people who have sworn allegiance to me, I can't just sit back and die."

If those coveting vultures want to fight, let's fight to the end.

She wants to prove to everyone that she is not only a cupbearer to the king, but also the rightful heir to the Iron Throne.

One day, she will rely on her own efforts to tell her father that his choice was not wrong.

She can be a qualified queen.

Aemon: ...

What else can he say? Shouldn't these be his words?

How did Rhaenyra get so excited?

"What do you think, Aemon?"

Rhaenyra's eyes were burning, hoping to be recognized.

Aemon opened his mouth slightly and said sensibly: "Yes, that's it."

It's good to have fighting spirit!

If you have fighting spirit, he won't have to waste his words and teach you the principle of actively striving for it.

Rhaenyra just lacks a sense of worthiness.

Queen Emma died hastily, and Daemon, who was the first in the line of succession, was driven away again, and the qualification of succession suddenly fell on her.

She was still worried that her parents would ignore her because of her younger brother.

She couldn't believe that she became the heir to the Iron Throne by accident.

Now it's good.

Rhaenyra can face herself and put herself in the right position as an heir.

It's better than the original world's trajectory of forcing ducks to climb the shelves, abandoning herself and indulging herself overnight, tasting the sweetness and accepting the female identity, and starting to rule the kingdom with women's means.

Of course, this refers to accepting the marriage and the three illegitimate children, Strong.

A messy account has become a pile of messy accounts.

Most of the offspring are powerful, and they are trained to be dragon riders to strengthen their strength.

However, due to their improper birth, they can't sit on the Iron Throne after all.

But why did she suddenly become smart?

Aemon was full of doubts and couldn't help looking at Lanar from the perspective of a bystander.

Could it be her?

Feeling his gaze, Lanar smiled and blinked beautifully.

Aemon's expression froze and he said goodbye: "I'm going back to sleep first."

This woman doesn't look like a good person!

The third master of Vhagar, his mind and means are definitely extraordinary.

Can't afford to offend, slip away.

"Wait."

Rhaenyra didn't let go and didn't let the other party escape.

Aemon maintained his honest and reliable personality and asked with concern: "Anything else?"

"Of course!"

Rhaenyra looked serious and warned: "Stay away from Alisson. She has no shame and bottom line. She betrayed her best friend."

"If you stay with her, she will sell you out sooner or later and you will count money for her."

Aemon was completely at a loss. Why did this sound so familiar?

"Did you hear that?"

Rhaenyra said seriously.

"Yeah."

Aemon nodded like crazy and patted his chest to assure: "Don't worry, we are the best in the world."

Thanks to Qingfengzhixia, book friend 523049, and book friend 014439 for the 100 points reward.

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The plot of Dragon Taming has been drafted, remember to read it~