Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 122: Talking about Marriage (Second update, please subscribe)
noon.

Red Keep, Godswood.

A grand banquet was held and the veranda pavilion was packed with people.

In the middle of the crowd, Viserys held Daemon's hand, smiling: "Daemon, he will go out on adventures, travel overseas, and win the tourney..."

In one breath, he gave a lot of compliments.

Damon smiled and denied it.

Too high profile.

Although he likes it.

"No no no."

Viserys shook his index finger, a little jealously. "I will not argue this topic any further. You have always been my mother's favorite."

“It’s not some great secret.”

As he said this, he threw a punch in revenge.

Damon felt pain in his shoulder and the force almost made him stagger.

However, I gladly accepted it.

He liked his brother's honesty.

Aemon walked out from behind the veranda and the first thing he saw was Rhaenyra, who was standing at the dining table picking out snacks.

Rhaenyra pricked up her ears and listened to the conversation not far away while eating.

"You came."

Seeing Aemon, who was dressed in white with red patterns, he waved happily.

"how is the taste?"

Aemon picked up a lemon-slice-like cookie and put it in his mouth.

It tastes sour and astringent as soon as you take a sip.

Rhaenyra chuckled, "Not tasty."

I don’t know which kitchen chef came up with this new dessert, which is completely mixed with citric acid.

Aemon's eyebrows were knitted together, and he ate all the biscuits in accordance with the principle of not wasting anything.

The taste is so sour and refreshing.

"You really have principles, but not many."

Rhaenyra saw the joke and handed over a glass of sweet wine: "Why are you wearing clothes with this color combination?"

The traditional outfit of the Targaryen family is black and red.

In solemn occasions, pure black is usually used.

Aemon rolled his eyes and answered perfunctorily, "The traditional combination of the old Valyrians is wool dyed with red berry juice."

Rainier was not satisfied, but was too lazy to pursue the matter.

She also occasionally wears beige or red.

During the conversation, a familiar figure appeared in sight.

Allison, wearing a red dress, walked slowly to her long-lost brother.

With a smile on her face, she listened quietly to the conversation between the two brothers.

There aren't any nutritious topics, it's all just the brothers complaining.

Seeing his wife approach, Viserys became more excited. "Our mother, she didn't care about customs, traditions, or rules."

"What a pity! I'm not a warrior with superb martial arts skills."

As he said that, he punched his brother again.

Damn Damon!
He has been so outstanding since he was young, what a bastard.

"follow me."

Rhaenyra wiped the corners of her mouth with her white fingertips and pulled Aemon closer.

Three people became five.

Rhaenyra and Alicent looked at each other, then smiled and said to Daemon, "Welcome home, uncle."

There was a pause in the conversation.

Daemon glanced at her and chuckled, "Thank you, Princess."

Viserys's face turned unhappy and he turned his head and pouted in one direction.

He didn't even want to look at his daughter.

Let her go on a tour to choose a husband, and halfway through she runs to the valley to meet her nephew secretly.

That’s all.

In the past six months, she had been using the rapier given by her nephew to stab a nobleman every now and then.

The reason was that the other party offended her.

It is said that he was extremely ruthless and even injured a knight's squire to death.

What you did is not what a girl should do.

Seeing this, Rainier was stunned and couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

She did not successfully complete her mission of touring the continent.

Aemon was speechless and added for her: "Rhaenyra's trip was worthwhile. Not only did she meet with the various lords, she also gained a large number of followers."

Reinila reacted and said affirmatively, "That's right!"

Faced with those weird proposals, she tried her best to control her temper.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and thought of Aemon's parting words, so he pulled out the "Light of the Kingdom" and stabbed it into the man's stomach.

Not dead, but seriously injured.

She was terrified.

She was worried about her responsibilities to her father and was afraid of being excluded by her vassal officials.

Unexpectedly, what awaited her was warm applause and cheers.

Everyone was shouting "Long live the princess" and praising her for having the legacy of Queen Visenya.

After this incident, the tour of the mainland went particularly smoothly.

Every time you pass through a noble territory, you will be warmly welcomed.

Especially in the Riverlands and the River Bend, a large number of young talents swore allegiance to her and were willing to follow her to King's Landing.

It's so unpredictable.

Daemon suppressed his laughter and said, "I heard that the princess studied swordsmanship."

Both father and son pleaded for mercy.

Viserys was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger and rolled his eyes.

Let her be!
Aemon took the time to look at his father, Daemon.

Damon turned around and said calmly, "You've grown taller and stronger, boy."

"You might as well just say that I've grown wings."

Yimon curled his lips and was not polite.

When these words were spoken, the other three were all shocked.

next second.

Aemon smiled and went forward to hug him: "Father, I'm glad you're back."

“That’s so corny.”

Damon refused verbally, but his body was honest.

Viserys was stunned, his eyes darting back and forth between the father and son.

Why does it feel like the father-son relationship isn’t that strong?

Yes, but not much.

When the father and son separated, he took the opportunity to punch his brother again and accused him, "Damon, you were too irresponsible in the past. You must be a good father and husband in the future."

Look how hard my nephew's life was since he was a child.

The father doesn't love the mother.

It's all thanks to this uncle.

Damon was speechless and tried hard to maintain a smile.

I can still try being a good father, a good husband...

Haha, that’s not possible.

The father, son and brothers all greeted each other and the atmosphere became lively.

Rhaenyra was next to Aemon, about to share some interesting stories from her tour of the continent.

"Aemon, long time no see."

Before she could say anything, Allison suddenly spoke up, pushing her away from her original position.

It's obvious that this was planned for a long time.

Yimon laughed and cleverly shifted the blame: "It was my uncle who put me in solitary confinement."

"I miss you very much."

Allison ignored the opinions of others, held his face in her hands and kissed him gently on both cheeks.

Eamon: ...

Hard, the body is hard.

This is purely to flatter me.

Alicent pursed her lips and smiled, "Aegon, Helena and the others miss you too."

Add a sentence to save the situation a little.

As he spoke, he glanced at Rhaenyra provocatively. Rhaenyra was stunned, her eyes almost spitting fire.

Allison's two kisses directly broke down her solid Taoism defense that had been built up over a year and a half.

Once is not enough, come again, right?

Yimon was quick to grab her hand.

The fair little hand was placed on the lower back, probably hiding a dagger.

The king's brothers were equally surprised.

Damon had a strange look in his eyes, switching between his son and the queen.

He knew that his son was raised by his grandfather's bedside until he was three years old and had a close relationship with Allison, who took care of his grandfather's daily life.

But this posture is not right.

"Haha, you really are."

Viserys broke the stalemate, holding his wife's shoulders and smiling, "You've been pregnant for two months, and the maester said you didn't move enough. I insisted on being there."

Allison smiled back, "It's okay. The little one in my belly also wants to see his family in advance."

There is nothing wrong with what you said.

Aemon was silent.

It's not his child, so there's no need to be so anxious to see it.

Fortunately, the situation returned to harmony.

Viserys held his brother's shoulders and massaged them hard, talking about the good times they had experienced in the past.

Damon endured it all like a good boy.

After talking for a long time, Viserys felt that it was about the same.

Seeing that his wife and daughter had not left yet, he interrupted and said, "Aren't you going to meet those noble ladies and ladies?"

Some things have to be said in private.

Alicent glanced at Rhaenyra and suggested, "Perhaps Aemon would like to go to the Long Gallery. He has not yet seen the new tapestries that Norvos and Qohor sent you."

The above two free trade city-states are rich in handicrafts such as wool and lace.

Viserys said "Oh", looked at his nephew who was keeping his head down and said teasingly: "Do you want to see the new tapestry?"

Aemon put his hand to his forehead.

"Pfft haha..."

Viserys couldn't help laughing. He put his arm around his brother's shoulders and said proudly, "My nephew can ride a dragon and fight well. He has no interest in those things."

Damon was laughing as well, but without making any sound.

If his son liked women's things, he should have ejaculated on the wall.

Although he would rather ejaculate on the wall than let the bronze bitch have it.

Facing her husband's laughter.

Allison knew she had said something wrong and felt a little embarrassed.

Aemon opened his mouth to speak.

Rhaenyra spoke first: "I really want to go and see it."

Viserys immediately put away his smile and said uninterestedly, "Then you don't have to stop yourself."

The contrast in attitude before and after is visible to the naked eye.

Rhaenyra had long been accustomed to it, and said coldly, "Then I will go and enjoy it myself."

He bumped Aemon with his shoulder and turned back to the dining table.

Aemon ignored it and turned to look at Alison.

Alicent's expression changed, and she stood up and followed Rhaenyra.

She knew that it was an invitation from Rhaenyra.

I haven't seen you for a year and a half. This is a good opportunity to see how much you have grown.

"Now that they're gone, let's talk about men's matters."

Viserys changed the subject.

Damon nodded, mentally prepared.

Eamon glanced out of the corner of his eye, paying attention to the movements of the two women.

Rhaenyra became more and more free.

Who knows if he will suddenly stab Allison.

Take a step back.

If a queen and a princess of a country start to fight, it will be enough for the common people at the bottom to laugh at them for years.

Waited for a while.

Rhaenyra and Alicent sat on chairs, talking quietly with their backs to this side.

I couldn't hear clearly, but I didn't do anything.

Aemon breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as I turned around, I heard my uncle say, "Damon, I dream of your return, for the sake of brotherhood and for the sake of our children."

Damon waited for the next words.

Viserys looked at his nephew with admiration and said positively, "Your son, my daughter, two bloodlines joined together into one."

"You really think so?"

Damon asked.

"of course."

Viserys looked determined and said, "Only by combining our blood can the royal family be truly strengthened."

Who can he trust in this world?

One of them is a daughter with a simple personality.

The bastard brother counts as half.

Daemon was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are right, Your Majesty."

"Hahaha, great."

Viserys laughed so loudly that his laughter echoed across most of the godswood.

He knew that his bastard brother still had some conscience.

He still has his family and his brother in his heart.

This time Damon came back just in time to arrange a marriage between the two families.

Damon was laughing too.

Aemon looked at him.

I noticed that my father's eyes were deep, as if he was weighing something.

How could he not know what kind of personality his father has?

Maybe you didn't hold your fart well.

At this point in time in the original world, there was a huge scandal.

"Aemon, you are a man now, you should practice your drinking tolerance."

Viserys laughed warmly and patted his nephew's shoulder.

Aemon smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Viserys was even more delighted.

He felt better than ever.

His late wife Emma left him an eldest daughter, Rhaenyra.

Allison had given birth to three children for him, and was about to see a fourth be born.

In terms of birth and survival rates alone, he has caught up with his grandfather Jaehaerys.

After Rhaenyra's marriage was arranged, the royal family completely won over his brother Daemon and his nephew Aemon.

With the return of two adult dragons, their strength will take a leap forward.

"You are all good."

Viserys couldn't help but praise.

He is great too.

Although he was said to be weak and mediocre, and had no military achievements in his life.

But it can be predicted that his life and great achievements will not be inferior to those of his grandfather Jaehaerys.

In the future, the family history will record his reign in great detail.

While he was delighted, another father and son looked at each other in bewilderment.

Aemon raised an eyebrow.

As if to say, "Dad, what the hell are you thinking?"

Damon ignored him and pulled his brother aside: "He is not old enough to drink yet, let's go find some old friends and have a drink."

"Okay, that's a good idea."

Viserys' mouth was dry and he wanted to drink.

The daughter came back, the wife was pregnant, and the younger brother Damon returned.

Three blessings come to your door.

Oh no.

Viserys looked at Aemon's tall and handsome figure, and his mouth was almost grinning to his ears.

It's four joys coming together.

(End of this chapter)