Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 178 Rhaenys's Emotions
The engagement ceremony ended quickly, and the sea snake held a private dinner to entertain Imon and others.

A hall of pure white jade.

Aemon took off his scarlet cloak and changed into a loose-fitting suit of white silk.

The Valyrian features, coupled with silver hair and purple eyes, have a very exotic style.

Lannar's index finger twitched as she watched, her eyes revealing undisguised fascination.

After dinner, you can go back to your room to rest.

I haven't ridden for a long time, and my riding skills are almost slack.

"Cough cough..."

When everyone arrived, Collis saw his daughter's condition and coughed twice in displeasure.

Lanar glanced with her beautiful eyes and then looked away.

Without any shyness, he calmly waited for the meal to start.

Collis's face darkened, and his chest rose and fell faster.

"You have a cold?"

Aemon's eyes were clear.

"no!"

Collis' tone was very bad, and he wished he could cut the guy into pieces.

"I worry about you."

The first half of the sentence was reasonable, but Imon used a roundabout way to say the second half: "I'm afraid you'll infect us."

Collis's face turned completely black, and he snorted coldly as he entertained others.

Aemon restrained his aggression.

Even at his age, he still has a strong desire for control.

It’s getting late, time to start dinner.

The Duke of Beaumont and his family were also present, and the old man was toasting with Collis.

Boros and his wife Lady Elena were relatively quiet, and the latter was able to chat with Renis.

Eamonn saw the most.

But it was Lannino with a wry smile on his face, coaxing his little fiancée to eat obediently.

At the door, there was a tall knight with regular features waiting, and he would occasionally glance at Lannino who had his back to him.

"A new person has come."

Aemon leaned close to Lanaer's pink earlobe and whispered.

"Watch your mouth and fill your stomach."

Lanar cut a honey-grilled sausage with garlic and chili and fed it to Aemon with a silver fork.

Yimon is not a nosy person, so he just enjoys being fed by his gentle big sister.

The grilled sausage, a specialty of Tyroshi, is strong and spicy, and it makes your throat spicy.

After eating a few more bites, a thin layer of sweat appeared on my forehead.

Whenever there was a warm moment, Collis would pop up and ask:
"Eamon, now that the engagement ceremony is over, do you have any other ideas on Tas Island?"

"calls me……"

Yimon didn't even raise his head and subconsciously wanted to retort.

Lannar glanced at him sideways, and her jade feet in white high heels poked out from the end of her skirt under the table and landed on the instep of his feet.

Aemon stopped himself in time and said, "I will help Lord Cameron fight off the roaming Tyroshi mercenaries, that's all."

"The Three Women are in constant turmoil, this is a good time to make achievements."

Collis said casually.

"You have conquered Tyrosh. What greater deed could there be?"

Aemon smiled and played dumb.

"That depends on how ambitious you are."

Collis said casually.

Knowing that this boy had mastered Viserys's skill in playing dumb, he spoke only to the point.

Aemon didn't respond at all.

"Good job, you've made progress."

Lannar's eyes were full of tenderness as she continued to feed the baby.

She had to get married anyway, and couldn't be caught between her husband and her father.

The topic seems to be over, but it is far from over.

Except for the five-year-old Cassandra, everyone at the table was very cautious.

But there are always exceptions.

Borros stared at Aemon and said in a loud voice: "Regent, you have the best troops in the Vale, why don't you attack Myr and Tyrosh?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Aemon looked up in surprise, wondering where this wild boar had come from.

This kind of question can also be raised.

As for the faction between the sea serpents and the Baratheon family, he was willing to humble himself and have dinner with them for the sake of Aunt Rhaenys and Laena.

"Boros, shut up!"

Unexpectedly, before Duke Beaumond could speak, his wife, Lady Elena, grabbed her husband first.

The young lady from the borderlands of Dorne pressed down her husband's wine glass and pulled him back.

"Sorry, Boros is drunk."

Don't forget to apologize before leaving.

Aemon and Lanaer looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"I gonna go see."

Duke Beaumond smiled faintly, stood up and left.

This dinner was not originally prepared for the Baratheon family, so there was no need to interfere.

"Then I'll go down first."

Lannino felt relieved. He wiped his fiancée's hands, picked her up and slid out.

He is so difficult.

In less than a minute, the number of people at the dinner party dropped sharply.

Ignore the stupid things Bolos said in the hallway outside the door, like I'm not drunk.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"I had no idea that Lord Corliss had any intention of sending troops to Myr and Lys."

Aemon feigned surprise.

He certainly wouldn't be disturbed by the stupid words of a stupid person.

But some things should be said and not kept to themselves.

Among the three women's kingdoms, Tyroshi changed its ruler.

There is a fight among the governors in Lys, and Daemon is coveting power outside.

In addition, the geographical location did not match what he had imagined, so it was not considered for the time being.

Mill's typical example is that there are many turtles in a shallow pond. The bloated ruling class has amassed huge wealth, forming a two-tier class division.

People below can't even get enough food, but people above live in luxury.

The advantage is its good location. It is the only coastal city-state among the Three Women's Kingdoms and is backed by a vast disputed land.

In addition, the handicraft industry is well developed and is famous for its intricate handicrafts that pay attention to details, and it has an irreplaceable export trade.

These included manufactured goods such as carpets and lace, the finest lenses and telescopes, and panes of glass that could be sold for the same price as oriental spices.

Even agriculture and finance have achieved certain success.

It can be said that he is extremely rich.

Whoever occupied Myr would make endless money even if he stopped the slave trade.

In contrast, the shortcomings are not so obvious.

It's nothing more than having a lot of money and hiring a lot of mercenaries.

Its military strength is slightly inferior to that of Tyrosh, but it is a level stronger than that of Lys.

Equipped with a special crossbow that can fire three times in a row. The more troublesome thing is that the Myr people are afraid of death.

Ever since the internal strife among his third daughters, he has not participated in any decent battles and has been conserving his strength.

If you want to conquer Myr, you have to use tactics like a sea serpent to exchange territory with the enemy.

But obviously there won't be a second time.

If you want to attack by force, it will be a very tough nut to crack.

Aemon's eyes flickered.

Mill was his own private territory, and he would not allow anyone else to interfere.

"I am not sending troops to them, but I am on guard against possible dangers."

Collis said calmly.

Aemon agreed: "The former Lord of Tyrosh was always planning to retake the city-state. Myr and Lys would not miss the opportunity to take advantage of it."

He understood what the sea snake meant.

Encourage him to attack a city-state and share the firepower with him.

"Daemon is in Lys. If you can capture Myr, the Three Kingdoms will be ours."

Collis straightened his chest, as if he saw a great vision.

Imon frowned immediately.

"Corliss, that's all for today."

Rhaenys suddenly spoke up, interrupting the conversation that had veered off topic.

Collis looked at his wife and smiled calmly: "It's nothing. We will be a family sooner or later."

He and Daemon are allies, Daemon and Aemon are father and son, and he and Aemon will be father-in-law and son-in-law.

Viserys is a weak character who watches his family's hidden dangers without realizing it.

He teamed up with Damon and his son to capture the Kingdom of Three Women, doing justice to the kingdom both publicly and privately.

"Collis, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to argue with you."

Rhaenys sighed.

She could see that her nephew was not of the same kind as Collis and Damon.

She is not the same kind of person.

Collis and Damon are ambitious men, intent on conquering more and proving their greatness.

The nephew is equally ambitious, otherwise he would not have colluded with Laena and Rhaenyra, and even annexed the Arryn family of the Eyrie for the sake of the Vale.

But he still has a bottom line and is more like a patient hunter.

Wait for the moment when the prey falls into the trap, and then take away the harvest without mercy.

She couldn't stop anyone and could only try to persuade them.

Hearing this, Collis stared at his wife in a daze, swallowing back the words he was about to say with reluctance.

"You guys should also go to bed early."

Rhaenys looked across the table.

Aemon smiled: "Okay."

Seeing how well behaved he was, Rhaenys couldn't help but laugh.

He obviously has bad intentions, but he tries too hard to please others.

As I was laughing, I felt dazed for a moment.

I saw Aemon stand up, his tall and lean figure looked heroic, with delicate features and a warm smile.

Set off by white silk clothes, she had a classical beauty that seemed to come out of ancient Valyria.

Just one look at the warm sunshine, which is the same tall figure in memory, makes people's hearts beat fast.

Slightly different.

The long silver-gold hair looked more powerful than the short platinum hair, and the violet eyes were as calm as water, not hiding the fatigue of carrying a heavy burden.

Gradually, the two figures in real memory kept overlapping.

Rhaenys was suddenly stunned, and walked to her nephew's side unconsciously, gently stroking the face that looked 70% similar to hers.

"Aemon..."

I couldn't tell what was going on for a moment and couldn't help murmuring.

There were slight ripples in Aemon's eyes. He held the other's hand that was caressing his cheek and tilted his head closer.

Compared to my mother, Mrs. Rhea, who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

His aunt really made him feel the glory of motherhood more.

Knowing that the person she was calling was not him, he generously let her touch him.

"Aemon, you have indeed grown up."

Rhaenys's eyes were complicated, and she had already come out of her memories.

For a moment, she actually thought she saw her father, Aemon, Prince of Dragonstone.

Aemon loosened his grip and chuckled, "Still a year away."

"No rush. When you come of age, we will hold the wedding on Dragonstone."

Rhaenys stared at him for a long time, her bare hands still caressing the face reluctantly.

She felt a little more joyful.

The child of Laena and Aemon will combine the blood of her uncle Baelon and her father and pass on her lineage.

When my grandchild grows up, maybe they can even have children with Aemon and Rhaenyra...

Isn't it a way to make up for regrets?

In just a few seconds, Renis's mind was full of thoughts.

Yimon didn't know what his aunt was thinking, but he always felt like he had an extra burden on his shoulders.

"Well, if you really want to occupy a city-state, why not wait two years?"

Rhaenys finally withdrew her hand, but what she said was quite shocking.

"aunt?"

Yimon was stunned. He didn't expect to gain support.

Rhaenys said seriously, "Corliss was able to capture Tyrosh with both luck and risk. You and Daemon must wait."

The infighting among the three daughters is still going on.

It is unwise to attack now!
Aemon nodded slightly.

He agreed, otherwise he would not have taken action against that barefoot Governor of Mill.

He nominally participated in the engagement ceremony, but later stayed on the island of Tas to drive out the Tyroshi mercenaries.

Until the time to enter the market, it is best to stay out of it.

When the time comes, the momentum will be as strong as fire.

"Get some rest and don't stay up too late."

The first half of Rhaenys's sentence was addressed to Aemon, and the second half was addressed to her daughter.

Lanar's face flushed red.

"Thank you, aunt."

Eamonn stifled a laugh.

"You're welcome. I've asked someone to prepare a guest room for you."

Collis stood up, looking proud.

He was certainly not jealous of his wife's closeness to this boy.

At this age, it is obvious that my wife was moved by the scene.

Aemon's face darkened.

Are you deliberately looking for trouble?

"Don't pay attention to him, let's go."

Lanar took his arm and left calmly.

Collis's face darkened.

Aemon passed by him and glanced provocatively.

As if to say again.

Lao Deng, is it safe for me to park downstairs of your house?
(End of this chapter)