Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 130: Rhaenyra: "I want you!"

The wind is rising and the fire is blazing.

A fire is enough to burn away gossip.

"Aemon!"

Leni La hurried on, chasing the figure ahead.

For some reason, she was terrified.

If you don't run faster, you will never catch up.

The fire shot straight into the sky, accompanied by shrill screams.

The group entered a dark alley and disappeared into the screaming crowd.

Men in golden robes arrived in droves and quickly evacuated the crowd.

Water trucks arrived to rescue nearby buildings.

An orphan was driving a horse-drawn carriage and carrying buckets of water.

I turned around hastily and caught a glimpse of a figure in the crowd.

Wearing patched clothes and an ordinary hat.

But no matter how you cover it up, a woman's curves and the silver hair around her neck cannot be hidden.

The orphan's eyes widened as he recognized the man's identity.

People who arranged street cleaning jobs and allocated land to these orphans so that they could be self-sufficient and fill their stomachs.

Beings like him have a common name.

Orphans of Xintian.

The orphan was confused and put down the bucket and sneaked away.

……

Red Fort.

Princess' bedroom.

Aemon was silent and walked in.

Rhaenyra followed closely behind with her head down.

boom!
The door was closed, keeping others out.

"Princess……"

Cole was so confused that he had no idea what to do.

So much happened tonight.

Many people died and it had a huge impact.

On the way back, he seemed to see his deceased great-grandmother waving to him.

No one ignored him.

In the bedroom.

Aemon dropped the blood-stained "Light of the Kingdom" and closed the entrance to the leaky secret passage.

After finishing, I turned around and went out.

The main theme is coming and going quickly.

"and many more."

Rhaenyra stopped him.

Aemon ignored him and walked without stopping.

"Where are you going?"

Rainier thought quickly and blocked the door.

Aemon said calmly, "Get out of the way."

"No!"

Rhaenyra opened her arms and said nervously, "You must be in trouble."

She had a premonition.

If you let the other person out of this door, you will live in regret for the rest of your life.

Seeing this, Yimon sighed and said, "I'm sleepy. I need to go back and rest."

"Just finish your conversation. You can sleep as long as you want."

Rainier shook her head and refused to let him go.

Aemon glanced at her, without expectation.

All he wanted now was to leave the room.

Maybe he would go to Lannar's room and lie in her arms for a while.

Lannar was very gentle and would hum songs to put him to sleep.

When they woke up the next day, the two of them could ride the two largest dragons back to the river valley or Chaotou Island.

Don't worry about anything and do whatever you want.

Rhaenyra realized that she was out and hurriedly explained: "I swear, Daemon didn't touch me."

"I know."

Aemon replied.

Rhaenyra was a little absent-minded, and pleaded: "Aemon, everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

"If it means you, then I do believe it."

Eamon affirmed.

Rhaenyra heard that she was disappointed with me and said sternly, "If you want to accuse me of my mistakes, you might as well say it directly."

It's always better to speak out than to keep it to yourself.

Upon hearing this, Aemon laughed angrily: "You don't need to bear any blame. You are just stupid to the extreme."

It made him so stupid that he doubted his life.

"You can't leave this door until you explain clearly."

Rhaenyra stiffened her neck.

Yimon was helpless: "Please be kind and let me live."

He has realized his mistake.

Even with so many capable people assisting “Dance of the Blood Dragon”, the Mafia still lost everything.

Just like Rainier's title "The Light of the Lost Nation".

He is not a jack and cannot bear the pressure.

"You're going to abandon me?"

Rhaenyra was at a loss.

Yimeng emphasized: "It's to let you go."

"I disagree."

Rainier was emotional and resisted: "You said you would help me. Think about what my life would be like without you?"

Aemon was speechless.

With red eyes, Rhaenyra gave the answer: "A ridiculous tragedy!"

The first half of her life was spent in accidents and betrayals.

Yimon is the only person who truly helps her and is her spiritual support.

If you want to leave now, you will not be allowed.

Yimeng had a splitting headache and said depressedly: "On the other hand, what do I mean to you?"

He repeatedly warned them to stay away from Damon.

But the result?

Rhaenyra was stunned by the question and stammered, "I'm used to having you and never thought about these things."

Aemon knew it.

Heart-to-heart conversations often touch the heart.

After a brief silence.

Rhaenyra stared at him and asked, "Do you care about Lanaar?"

"of course."

Yimeng met her gaze and admitted generously: "I feel warm when I am with her."

Rhaenyra bowed her head. "I'm sorry."

She got it.

She had never thought about things from Imon's perspective and had always been pursuing what she wanted.

Little did I know that I understood nothing.

Having said this, Aemon's anger dissipated a lot and he said, "No need."

He reached out and grasped her arm, trying to open a way out.

Snapped!
Rhaenyra grasped his big hand and said in a hoarse voice: "I can try to accept Lannar."

She didn't look up, her shoulders trembling slightly.

It was obvious that he had made a great determination when he said this.

Yimon looked at her in surprise and asked suspiciously, "Are you crazy?"

"It's worse. I have a brain."

Rhaenyra's fingertips turned slightly white, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I want you!"

Aemon hadn't expected that at all.

"I need you, Aemon."

Rhaenyra's eyes were firm, and she hooked her hands around the back of his neck: "You and I are made of fire, and I can also give you warmth."

Use your arm to press down gently and forcefully, bringing it closer to you.

Aemon looked at him critically.

Rhaenyra pursed her lips and said hopefully, "Let us combine our bloodlines."

"I prefer to believe that you are crazy."

Aemon said in silence.

"no way!"

Rainier was used to being domineering, so she opened her red lips slightly and bit him.

Aemon stroked her slender waist and responded absentmindedly.

He was still a little dazed.

The patched clothes fell to the ground, covering the black robe. The long silver-gold curly hair was scattered, covering the slightly undulating curves.

"You can be a little rude."

Lenira's beautiful eyes were moist and her voice was soft and crisp.

I want to be forgiven in this way.

"You really have a brain."

Aemon had mixed feelings.

The only stupid woman also became a bad person.

Eager to be forgiven, Rhaenyra threw her arms around the other's neck and hung on him.

Aemon lifted it up and wrapped a pair of long legs around its waist.

"..."

Outside of the house.

Cole was standing guard at the door when he heard a bang.

It seemed as if something had hit the table, knocking over the wine jug and cups.

Cole frowned.

The sound just now seemed to be mixed with the princess's groan of pain.

"Will you take action?"

Cole has a lot of imagination.

boom!
There was another dull thud, like something heavy hitting the bed.

Cole perked up and put his hand on the door: "Princess, are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine..."

A suppressed whimpering response came from the room, the voice was as weak as a kitten's panting.

Cole was stunned.

He was not a fool and had heard similar sounds many times in brothels.

Soon, another person's breathing was heard from inside.

"No!"

Cole was shocked and felt like the sky was falling.

He will surely be sentenced to death by the king.

……

midnight.

Red Fort, vestibule.

A corner door opened and Grand Maester Melos walked out.

Meros strode toward the gate with a sullen look on his face.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late at night, my Lord."

A soldier came forward, with the emblem of the Burning Tower on his chest.

Melos asked, "What happened?"

"There was a fire on Silk Street, and it was rumored to be caused by Long."

As the soldier walked away he said, "The white maggots have brought you news."

Squeak!

A small door opened below the gate and an orphan walked in.

Meros paused.

After a while, the orphan received the reward and left.

"Seven Gods above!"

Meros closed his eyes tightly and prayed silently for a moment.

"grown ups?"

Soldiers coming from a distance

Melos shook his head, not wanting more people to know.

Turn around and walk back to the corner door.

Everything seemed to return to quiet.

No one noticed that there was a thin figure sitting in the open-air corridor upstairs.

"It seems there are new discoveries."

Laris looked at the fire in the direction of Silk Street with deep eyes.

People with disabilities often have a stronger sixth sense.

I couldn't sleep so I got up and walked around, and surprisingly I got something unexpected.

“It’s time to trim it.”

Larris smiled implicitly and trimmed the flowers and plants on the corridor with scissors in hand.

He is as inconspicuous as the flowers and plants on the roadside.

Only proper pruning can make it slightly more eye-catching.

……

The queen's chamber.

Allison lay in bed, hugging her daughter Helena to sleep.

dong dong!

A knock on the door woke her up.

"who is it?"

Allison opened her eyes in confusion and put on a waistcoat to cover her eyes.

The door opened and Meros walked in quietly.

"Grandmaster, what do you want?"

Allison covered her forehead, a little dazed.

"Not very glorious news."

Melos seemed very silent and explained everything in detail.

For a while.

Alicent gradually came to her senses and was stunned. "You mean, Daemon and Rhaenyra showed up at the brothel at the same time, and Aemon got angry and set it on fire?"

"Father and son kill each other, roughly like this."

Melos told the truth.

This matter does not need any exaggeration, it is already explosive enough.

"I see."

Allison had a blank expression.

"You take a rest."

Melos left silently.

"Aemon~~"

Allison whispered.

Her mind was in a mess, but she knew that the other party was in big trouble.

"Daemon and Rhaenyra?"

Allison slowly sorted out the details and gradually grasped the key points.

Why did Rhaenyra appear in the brothel, and with Daemon?

Is she stupid?
Alisen's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Rhaenyra, you are risking your reputation."

Just when I was worried that I had no leverage to attack her, she ended up getting herself in my hands.

When I thought of this, I couldn't wait to get out of bed.

"No, not yet."

Alicent touched her polished toes to the ground and said hesitantly, "Viserys would be furious if he knew."

She couldn't say it in person.

She wanted to find someone to speak for her and put the blame on Rhaenyra.

That's right, that's it!
"Raenyra, don't blame me. It's your own fault."

Allison was eager to try, and couldn't suppress the smile.

……

The next day.

Early in the morning, the king's bedroom was broken into.

"roll!"

There was a roar from inside, accompanied by angry smashing and smashing.

Meros covered his forehead and retreated from the room.

The king lost control of his emotions.

"Damn Damon, he's the jackal!"

Viserys' eyes turned red and he knocked over his beloved stone sculpture.

He was still in his dressing gown and had evidently just woken from sleep.

"Your Majesty, the most urgent matter is to solve the trouble."

Leonor looked solemn and tried to persuade him.

His eldest son, Harwin, is the commander of the city garrison. Early this morning, he received news of the fire on Silk Street.

He and Melos came to see the king at almost the same time.

"That's a lie, you've been deceived!"

Viserys panted, refusing to believe the scandal he was hearing.

Leonor said helplessly: "The news has not leaked out yet. The people are just spreading the cause of the fire."

He had slightly different news from Melos.

One reported the fire in the brothel, and the other pointed out the details inside the brothel.

This is also the reason why Melos was kicked out.

Viserys looked extremely unhappy.

(End of this chapter)