Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

King's Landing.

Red Keep, Parliament Hall.

A royal meeting was held to discuss the princess' marriage.

Viserys changed his good temper and said indignantly: "Aemon, this stinky boy, cut off contact when he arrived in the valley."

He was really angry!

"Prince Aemon is still young, it is normal for him to avoid feelings."

A strong middle-aged man with black curly hair and beard smiled and said.

He sat in Lyonor's original seat and attended the position of the Minister of Justice, the chief of the king's left hand.

Viserys glanced at him and said resentfully: "He should write a letter back to his king instead of making my uncle wait."

Jasper Wilde laughed and said: "Young people always need to experience more to be more stable."

"Okay, Lord Jasper."

Prime Minister Lyonor interrupted, disliking the successor sitting opposite.

Jasper is called "Iron Rod".

This is not the reputation of being ruthless after taking over as Minister of Justice.

It was because he married several wives in succession and gave birth to more than a dozen children.

All these wives died inexplicably, and it was said that Lord Jasper had an "iron rod" that broke him.

It's not that he has a lot of experience, he has more experience than young people.

"Then tell me, what about Rhaenyra's marriage?"

Viserys pointed his finger at the Prime Minister, eager for a solution.

Lyonor was silent.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Prince Aemon had no improper thoughts about the princess.

The king was interested in his nephew, so he tried his best to promote this matter.

The conference table was silent for a while.

Viserys looked around, is there no one to give him advice?

"Your Majesty, I have something to say."

Grand Maester Melos suddenly spoke.

Viserys was surprised: "Oh, tell me about it."

Meros was not polite, with his hands in his sleeves, and said slowly: "The prince is still young, why not let the princess broaden her horizons and have more choices."

Viserys's face sank: "I have found half of the young talents in the Seven Kingdoms, but there is no young man that Rhaenyra likes."

"Then you might as well let the princess see the other half of the young men of the Seven Kingdoms."

Meros made a suggestion.

Viserys was stunned.

"Yes, I agree!"

Maritime Minister Tyran quickly raised his hand to support the princess's public selection of a husband.

His brother, Duke Jason, is already married, but he has not given up.

Whoever can marry the princess will be able to rise to prominence.

Viserys looked at the other ministers with suspicion: "What about you?"

Lyonor frowned deeply, but still did not speak.

Prince Aemon's father is Daemon.

If the former is unwilling to marry, then both father and son are unstable factors.

And if something unexpected happens to the king after the marriage, the princess will definitely not be able to suppress the two Targaryen men.

Marriage cannot be rushed, it must be done slowly and gradually.

If it is delayed for a while, Prince Aemon may change his mind.

"I agree, there are many good men in the Stormlands."

Jasper raised his hand to vote.

"I..."

Finance Minister Lin Man hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth to object.

Daemon is a recognized dangerous element.

But Prince Aemon was raised by the centenarian king when he was young, and grew up in the Red Castle in recent years. His character and personality are guaranteed.

As long as the king pushes, the marriage can be settled.

"Okay, three votes in favor and two abstentions, the result is obvious."

Meros interrupted directly and made the decision for Lin Man.

Lin Man's face changed, angry but useless.

Prime Minister Lyonor did not speak, and his opposition alone was invalid.

"Well, let's do it."

Viserys sighed and said, "It just so happens that Rhaenyra has come of age. She will tour the continent in the name of the crown prince and broaden her horizons."

The ministers nodded one after another and supplemented the process of touring and selecting a husband.

...

Afternoon.

A huge bronze dragon crossed the Blackwater Bay, hovered over King's Landing, and slowly fell into the dragon's lair.

Red Keep, Maegor's Tower.

Aemon walked into the castle and climbed up the stairs.

Coincidentally, he ran into Rhaenyra strolling in the open-air corridor.

"What are you doing?"

Aemon was a little surprised and was just about to find her.

The rest of the people have to fleece her.

Rhaenyra raised her eyes and glanced, and said lightly: "My father is holding a royal meeting and kicked me out."

"Uh..."

Aemon was speechless for a moment.

No wonder he looked so resentful.

Rhaenyra adjusted her mood a little and invited: "Would you like to walk with me?"

"That's fine."

Aemon agreed frankly.

The only thing that could get her out of the meeting to discuss was probably the marriage.

I had listened to her complaints many times before, so I was not surprised.

The two walked and talked.

"Do you think I should follow my father's advice and get engaged as soon as possible?"

When Rhaenyra talked about the marriage, she glanced at Aemon's profile from time to time.

She knew who her father had in mind.

"You have your own responsibilities, don't you?"

Aemon avoided answering.

Being a trash can is being a trash can, and giving advice is another price.

"My responsibility is to give birth to children on the delivery bed."

Rhaenyra lowered her head, looking listless.

She thought of her mother, that gentle woman.

She was forced by her father to get pregnant and then miscarried, and then got pregnant again after miscarriage.

Her mother's funeral was like her nightmare.

This was also the reason why she didn't want to get married early and had a bad relationship with her father.

She was very scared!

Aemon pondered for a moment and whispered, "The world is unfair. Instead of living in fear, it is better to be brave."

"What should I do?"

Rhaenyra was confused.

"I don't know."

Aemon shook his head: "Everyone's path is different, but they all lead to the same destination."

It's nothing more than strengthening yourself.

If he were a little kid without a dragon, he would still be facing the problem of inheritance in Runestone City.

Rhaenyra hung her head and silently thought about what she could do.

"I found a new territory when I went back this time, and I'm planning to start construction."

Aemon laughed and wanted to tease her.

"New territory, new..."

Rhaenyra muttered to herself, her beautiful eyes gradually shining.

Yes!

She can find some new allies, expand her power, and severely strike Alisson's party.

Prove to her father that she is not his political stubbornness.

Aemon's eyes were strange, and he found that his words seemed to have touched a switch.

Rhaenyra couldn't stop.

"Ahem, let's continue talking about the marriage."

Aemon quickly brought the topic back.

Rhaenyra's brain was not good to begin with, so don't let her fool you.

"You're right!"

Rhaenyra clapped her hands and smiled.

What's right?

Aemon was horrified.

Rhaenyra tilted her head and looked at him, and suddenly found that he was much more pleasing to the eye.

Isn't this a ready-made ally?

Leaning forward, Rhaenyra raised her face and started talking: "Aemon, how are you doing in the valley? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Aemon raised his hand to push her face away and kept his distance: "A new uncultivated territory, and a problem from my mother."

Speaking of which, it's really depressing.

So this is what it feels like to be urged to get married.

Thinking of this, Aemon looked at Rhaenyra.

No wonder she always looks depressed.

She can handle pressure well!

"My father asked me to get engaged."

Rhaenyra was not angry, and wanted to test the other party's attitude.

"What a coincidence, my mom is the same."

Emon laughed dumbly.

The two looked at each other with sympathy, and their eyes met.

They said at the same time:

"My father asked me to choose you."

"My mother asked me to marry a girl from the valley."

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