Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

March 3, bat hour.

As usual, the butler had to feed the king poppy milk. The decayed king could only rely on this stuff to fall asleep. Even so, the butler had to feed the king medicine every once in a while so that the king could sleep well all night.

After passing the body search by Sir Rickard Thorne of the Kingsguard, the butler approached the stairwell of Maegor's Tower, slowly walked to the king's bedroom, and gently opened the door. "Your Majesty, it's time, Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" The butler approached the king on the couch quietly.

Clang.

The butler ran out of the bedroom with a look of horror on his face, and didn't even have time to pick up the medicine pot that fell on the ground. He ran down the stairs, ready to report to Sir Rickard who was on duty tonight, but when passing by the queen's bedroom on the next floor, the butler suddenly stopped. He suddenly remembered what the Prime Minister and the Queen had said to the servants before, and the bag of silver deer he had hidden in the house of his old lover in Flea Bottom.

The manservant resolutely walked into the floor where the queen's bedroom was located. He ran into Sir Christon Cole, the captain of the Iron Guard, who was wearing a white robe and silver armor.

"What happened?" Christon recognized the manservant as the king's servant and immediately realized what might have happened. Queen Alison also came out. "Don't worry, talk slowly." The queen said gently.

"His Majesty has passed away." The manservant said tremblingly. "When I went in, His Majesty was already dead."

Queen Alison suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down. Fortunately, Christon helped the queen. Only then did the queen stand steady.

"Does anyone else know about this?" Sir Christon asked seriously. The manservant shook his head hurriedly.

Queen Alison woke up from her trance at this time and hurried up the stairs. The captain of the White Knight pulled the manservant and followed closely. As soon as I arrived at the king's bedroom, what caught my eye was Queen Alison holding the king's hand tightly with tears. "Your Majesty has been summoned by the Stranger."

The queen's voice was a little choked, but Christon immediately caught the servant who wanted to sneak away. "You have done a great deed, but you can't leave now." Christon pressed the servant hard, making him unable to move.

"Good knight, don't treat him like that." Queen Alicent wiped her tears. She took off an emerald from her clothes, thought for a while, and took off a gold ring inlaid with rubies and stuffed it into the servant's hand. "I'm sorry to have wronged you. You may have to stay in the basement of Maegor's Tower for a while. Don't worry, you will be released soon."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty." The servant was immediately dragged away by the guards that Christon had just summoned, thanking him profusely.

"Your Majesty, we need to act immediately." Sir Christon Cole whispered. "Success or failure depends on this one move. The Prime Minister has made all preparations."

Queen Alicen nodded: "Gather the ministers, and don't say anything about the rest."

Christon nodded, rushed out of Maegor's Tower immediately, called Sir Rickard who was on duty at night and rushed to the White Sword Tower to wake up the white-robed brothers who were still in the Red Castle.

The owl made an unpleasant cry on the branch. It's owl time.

Larys Strong suddenly woke up from the bed and looked out the window of his residence. A white knight was galloping towards his residence. Lars immediately rang the bell at the head of the bed. Two servants pushed open the door and rushed in at the same time.

"Go to the Spice Tavern and the Dragon Head Tavern immediately and tell their bosses that something big may have happened in the Red Castle. It is suspected that the king has passed away. Go out through the back door." Lars whispered, then climbed down from the bed with difficulty and limped to the window.

"Yes."

The two servants left the room immediately.

When the White Knight Alec Cargall saw Larris standing by the window, he immediately dismounted and raised his hand to signal for a meeting. Larris nodded and limped away from the window.

Almost at the same time, except for Otto in the Prime Minister's Tower who immediately came to Maegor's Tower, the residences of all the ministers in King's Landing were disturbed by the White Knights, but the knights tacitly did not disturb the people. Only the ministers of the Royal Conference were taken away.

Maegor's Tower, the Queen's bedroom.

Otto stood beside the Queen, looking at every minister who came in to signal the Queen. The Minister of the Navy, Tyran Lannister, was even wearing silk pajamas. The 80-year-old Minister of Finance, Earl Lynman Bisbury, was old, but his spirit was quite good. I don't know if he didn't sleep or had insomnia. The same was true for Grand Maester Orwell. The Minister of Justice, Jasper Wilder, was a little disheveled, as if he had just woken up. Christon was dressed in white armor and looked very serious. Larris Strong was dressed neatly and looked at the Queen with a heavy face.

"Your Majesty has passed away." There were still tears on the queen's face.

The ministers bowed their heads and mourned for the deceased king for a while. Grand Maester Orwell trembled and said the first sentence: "Your Majesty, we should first summon Brother Eustace to preside over the last prayers for His Majesty the King, and immediately send a raven to inform Princess Rhaenyra of the bad news that His Majesty was summoned by the Stranger. Your Majesty, I dare to suggest that this letter can be written by you, our kind and sincere queen. Princess Rhaenyra will be very grateful. By the way, we also need to ring the bell to tell the people the news of the death of their beloved king. It was too sudden, it was really too sudden." The Grand Maester kept sighing: "Your Majesty, we still need people to prepare for Queen Rhaenyra's coronation ceremony, and notify the Silent Sisters to deal with the king's body."

"Grand Maester." Otto Hightower finally couldn't help but interrupt the Grand Master's rambling words. "It's too early to tell. Who the king's successor is is the top priority. We need to determine our new king as soon as possible."

"It's the new queen, Otto." Linman Bisbury's voice interrupted Otto.

"The new king, Lord Linman." Allison wiped her tears: "According to sacred law, the Iron Throne should be inherited by the legitimate legitimate eldest son of the previous king. Not the eldest daughter."

"According to the sacred law and the king's will, Princess Rhaenyra is the crown prince." Earl Linman refused to give in. "All of you swore an oath to her. You swore to defend her inheritance. It's only been a few years. Have you forgotten?"

"Twenty-four years, my lord." Tyran Lannister said: "My lord, it has been twenty-four years. Not many of the people who swore the original oath are still alive. Lord Bomond Baratheon Lord Rickon Stark passed away. "My lord, at least I didn't swear." Tyran spread his hands and said, "I was still breastfeeding at that time."

"You!" Linman pointed at Tailan with his crutch angrily.

"My lord, don't forget that the throne of the late king also came from the law of male priority." The Minister of Justice said coldly: "The Great Council has deprived women of their right to inherit. This is the origin of the legitimacy of the late king and the legitimacy of his edict. The legality of obtaining this right cannot be preceded by him, and this is not the first time that King Renrui has appointed the 'brave' Prince Baelron as the heir instead of Princess Rhaenys. This has shown that the divine law still supports the male-preferential inheritance law. ”

Earl Jaspi continued: "What's more, if the eldest daughter can become the king, then Queen Visenya and Princess Aria are living examples. Lord Linman, are you willing to let your daughter take the throne instead of Your grandson Alan?"

"Don't forget Daemon, that man crazier than Maegor." Otto's voice was equally cold: "If Rhaenyra ascends the throne, then Daemon will hang everyone here. He will let King's Landing has become a flea's nest."

"Otto, we are discussing the inheritance of Princess Rhaenyra." Earl Linman punched the ground hard. "It has nothing to do with Damon."

"And me and my children!" Queen Allison screamed: "What a bunch of bastards she is! If she takes the throne, the first one she will kill will be me and the late king's legitimate children, because we compete with each other." Those bastards are more legitimate! Don’t forget! A strong man once blinded my son. The bastards are born monsters!”

"Or do you want to see the Iron Throne stained by the blood of the bastard?" Christon Cole echoed. "Don't forget the true nature of Rhaenyra and Daemon. They will turn the Red Keep into a brothel, and even the boys from various families may not be able to escape their murderous hands. Don't forget Laninor."

"Do you want to provoke a civil war?" Archmaester Orville watched in shock as everyone tried to overturn the king's will. "The princess has dragons, more than one."

"The princess also has supporters." Lin Man became tough. "Prince Ronzel is the knight of Prince Jakaris, Prince Valarr is the knight of Prince Lucreth, and Prince Aegon serves Prince Rey. They live under the same roof. The Varese family owns no less than one The elite of Wan and the six-headed dragon are no less powerful than Vhagar."

Count Linman looked around at everyone present, especially Otto and the Queen. "Don't forget, there are still people in the world who value honor and oaths. They will never forget the oaths they made to the late king and princess, oh, no, Her Majesty the Queen. Everyone, I am old, but I am not old enough to sit back and watch you seek power and usurp the throne. Time!" Earl Linman stood up: "You are traitors! This is treason!"

"Enough, old guy." Christon Cole walked behind the old man and wiped the old man's neck with his sword.

Count Linman covered his neck in disbelief and slowly fell to the ground. The blood instantly soaked the precious Varese carpet on the floor. The blood stained the silver dragon's decoration, turning it black.

"The attitude of the Varese family does matter," Laris finally said. "If they support the princess, we have no chance."

Larisse looked at everyone. "Are you ready for the princess to come to the king in person with five adult dragons, including a dragon no less powerful than Vhagar?"

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