Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 183 The war between two women!
Time flies, it is now April.

The war in the Stepstones Islands has ended, and the two main islands are peaceful, with large and small ships moored on the beaches.

Grey Gallows Island, Dragonhorn Castle.

"Your Majesty, the Second Sons' Regiment of 3,000 men and the Navy of 2,000 men are all here."

Runeguard Robb Rivers bowed.

Imon sat on the reef and arranged the tasks: "Soldiers will be assigned to the two islands and use boats to patrol the sea."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Robb's face was serious.

A month later, the lower half of the gorge gradually got out of control.

The Tyroshi mercenaries split in two.

Half of them were frantically plundering both sides of the strait, while the other half were fiercely attacking the city-state of Tyrosh.

Myr took advantage of the situation, jumping back and forth between the Tyroshi mercenaries and the sea snakes, and continuously expanding the war.

Reese's internal strife is almost the same.

Some governors saw an opportunity and sent troops to interfere with Mill, trying to provoke a multi-party melee.

In a word.

chaos!
It can be as messy as it can be.

Aemon was not idle either.

All the three thousand Second Regiments and two thousand navy forces that were used in the Valley's foreign wars were mobilized.

Cooperating with a thousand royal navy, they settled in the Stone Steps Islands that no one had remembered.

The purpose is pure.

The Shijie Islands have a favorable geographical location. Whoever controls it will control the maritime trade in the lower half of the Strait of Mir.

Above, he controlled the Three Women's Kingdoms, and below, he controlled the Jicheng City in Hengyang.

Hold on to the Shijie Islands firmly and concentrate on training the 5,000 troops in your hands.

He will wait for one side to decide the winner and then he can take action.

stomping on...

With the sound of footsteps, Sir Ryan came over and reported:
"Your Majesty, Seagull Town can accommodate thirty warships as spoils of war. Any more may affect the port's access."

"How many ships are anchored at the Stepstones?" Aemon asked.

"About sixty ships, large and small, old and new."

Sir Ryan replied.

As Seagull Town formed a navy, the Seagull Knight's status soared and he was promoted to navy commander.

You can tell whether a ship is good or bad at a glance.

Aemon hesitated for a moment and asked about the price.

The answer is impossible to estimate, at least over one million gold dragons.

No one can afford more.

"If you want to sell it, it would be best to contact the Sealord of Braavos or Volantis."

Sir Ryan advised.

"Keep them for now, along with the captured Three Women's Kingdom pirates, and build fortifications first."

Aemon had made a decision.

The chaos lasted for a month and a half, during which he used the pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom to hone his dragon-riding skills, and captured thousands of pirates.

Although castles were built on Bloodstone Island and Grey Gallows Island, they were far from enough.

The Stone Steps Islands are an archipelago composed of large and small islands.

Some larger and more strategically located islands should also be fortified.

Only by building an iron barrel out of the Stone Steps Islands can we monopolize sea navigation.

If anyone wants to pass by at that time, it will cost a lot of money.

Sir Ryan went down to carry out the order.

Aemon was relieved.

All the core players were brought out for training.

The commanders alone included three Rune Guards, Sir Ryan, Adjutant William, and Earl Cameron.

It’s enough to fight a big battle.

"Mir is still provoking and refusing to fight."

Aemon's thoughts turned.

We have to find an opportunity to drag Mil into this.

Always keep your core interests in mind and occupy Mir!
The capital for war is sufficient, but what is lacking is the right time to send troops and the preparation for governance.

Aemon turned his head and looked at the pirate captives working on the beach in the scorching sun.

Can exchange money.

Then use the money to buy a group of 100% loyal troops.

……

King's Landing.

Red Castle, Imperial Hall.

boom!
There were slams on the tables, and Viserys yelled:
"This bastard treated the Stepstones as a slave market, looting pirate ships and enslaving pirates."

"I don't know what the Seven Kingdoms will say about it. I don't want any reputation at all."

Prime Minister Leonor advised: "Your Majesty, pirates in the Three Women's Kingdom are rampant, so just make use of them as waste."

"Humph!"

Viserys snorted.

Leonor wiped the sweat off his face and sighed quietly.

He could tell that there was no anger in the king's words, but rather more satisfaction and secret joy.

Over the past month, cargo ships loaded with treasures have been sent to Lannimen one after another.

It would be strange for the king to be angry.

"Prince Aemon's involvement in the war has resulted in countless casualties in the Three Kingdoms of Women, and this has had a very negative impact on the Iron Throne."

Otto interrupted at an inopportune moment.

Viserys turned around immediately and laughed angrily: "Isn't it good for Aemon to kill so many pirates and gain power on both sides of the sea?"

"Senseless killing will bring punishment from the gods."

Otto's face was stern, revealing a look of sympathy.

Viserys was startled when he heard this.

It makes sense.

Aemon had killed too many people, and he did it without any burden.

This is also an innate talent.

But Eamon is too young.

If this continues for a long time, it may affect one's character.

What if it grows crooked?

Viserys couldn't help but hesitate, intending to send a message asking Aemon to rest and recuperate.

At this moment, Rhaenyra suddenly spoke up and asked, "Lord Otto, when the pirates of the Three Kingdoms swung their butcher knives at the people, did they ever think that the gods would punish them?"

"The gods have their own intentions."

Otto said calmly.

Rhaenyra sneered. "Thank the gods. Then let Aemon send the pirates of the Three Women to them."

Hearing this, Otto's eyes darkened.

Rhaenyra shrugged and played with her sword nonchalantly.

You can't discredit her young husband!
He lowered his head and carefully wiped the "Light of the Kingdom".

Act as if it's none of your business.

Viserys felt extremely helpless when he saw this.

Since getting engaged, my daughter's wings have become stronger day by day.

I’ve recently started fiddling with that rapier again, and I don’t know which noble boy is going to suffer.

After the little episode.

Tailan looked around to make sure no one was advising him, then hesitantly said, "Your Majesty, the fighting among the three women's kingdoms is getting more intense and has reached a fever pitch."

"How about sea snakes?"

Viserys's face fell, and he was only concerned about whether his old rival was dead or not.

"The sea snakes are struggling, but it's no big deal."

Tailan said cautiously.

Viserys's face became even more grim, and he looked unlucky.

House Velaryon has three dragons.

Vhagar is the largest and oldest.

Melias and Haiyan are also top fighters.

It’s not good to lose.

"but."

Tailan didn't know whether to say it or not, and said angrily: "The Baratheon family provided a lot of help, which caused a lot of protests from the nobles of Stormland."

"Duke Beaumond hasn't given a positive explanation yet?"

Viserys frowned.

"No."

Grand Maester Melos shook his head.

The Baratheons openly married into the Velaryon family, so why would they care about the rebuke from the Iron Throne?

"This Beaumont is going backwards as he gets older!"

Viserys said angrily.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Beaumond is old."

Melos bleeds.

Viserys gritted his teeth, of course he understood.

When people get old, they try their best to save some money.

Lionel thought for a while and said seriously: "Baratheon is very bad. If it is not dealt with in time, it may cause more trouble."

"I propose to send someone to order Duke Beaumond to King's Landing to clarify the issue in person."

Otto suggested at the same time.

The Seven Kingdoms are the Targaryen Kingdoms and must not be divided.

Donne is fine.

In the end, the Vale was nominally loyal to the Iron Throne, but in reality it was controlled by the Targaryens.

Baratheon's action was no less than treason.

We must put things right.

"Okay, let's do it."

Viserys knew the pros and cons, and he was already filled with rage.

The question is, who will go?
"Only as a messenger. My eldest son, Ser Galwyn, may try."

Otto applied on his own initiative.

After the last lesson, he didn't dare to go in person.

Tailan whispered, "With only one person, I'm afraid the deterrent effect is not enough."

"You can send an additional Kingsguard to accompany him."

Melos added.

Everyone talked at once, discussing several candidates.

"I'll go."

Suddenly, Rhaenyra stood up.

The scene fell silent.

Viserys stared at his daughter.

Rhaenyra looked around and expressed her thoughts: "Duke Beaumond favors the sea snakes. It's useless for others to go. It's just right for me to ride Syrax."

"This is not child's play."

Viserys was dissatisfied and said, "You are still a girl."

What to do if something goes wrong?
"Father, I am also a dragon rider."

Rhaenyra spoke in High Valyrian with a serious look on her face.

"You are my heir, who will ensure your safety?"

Viserys spoke in High Valyrian.

"Because I am..."

Rhaenyra let go halfway through her words and said forcefully, "I am your heir and the only dragon rider you can mobilize. I can take on the responsibility until your sons grow up."

Every dragon rider in the family plays a role in the Gorge.

She is not weak and is not willing to be a vase.

"Rhaenaila..."

Viserys froze.

I never expected that my daughter would be so determined.

"Let me go," Rhaenyra pleaded. "I can do it."

Viserys chewed for a moment, then nodded dejectedly: "Keep yourself safe."

Suddenly, Rhaenyra smiled brightly.

……

afternoon.

Rhaenyra left the royal meeting early and planned to go to the dragon's lair to feed Syrax.

By the way, take a look at the young dragon Araxes who can already fly and breathe fire.

"Rhaenyra, is the royal meeting over?"

After walking a few steps, I ran into Allison walking towards me.

Winter comes and goes quickly.

In April in King's Landing, the snow melts and the weather warms up.

It's still a bit cold though.

Allison was wearing a thick green silk dress with a brown waistcoat draped over her shoulders, and her face was a little red.

It looked like he was wandering around for a while.

"No, I came out early."

Rainier said indifferently.

The two of them don't have a good relationship and don't want to talk too much.

Having said that, he was about to leave.

Allison was choked and her expression became subtle.

The spirit of not admitting defeat came up, and he suddenly said: "I heard that Aemon has been to Tyrosh. Lady Lana is so beautiful and generous. The two of them should be engaged soon."

Rhaenyra stopped in her tracks for a moment.

"Don't worry, the Tyrosh War is not over yet, so they won't get married so soon."

Allison realized that she had caught her weakness and said with a smug smile, "You still have time to become Aemon's first wife."

Rhaenyra turned her head and stared at her.

"Did I said wrong thing?"

Allison showed no fear and thrust her chest forward.

She was sure that the other party couldn't do anything to her.

Just rubbing salt into the wound.

however,
Without saying a word, Rhaenyra suddenly took a step forward.

"what are you up to?"

Allison was startled and quickly retreated to the wall.

"Does your hand still hurt?"

Unexpectedly, Rhaenyra asked an irrelevant question.

Allison's face froze and she hid her hands behind her back.

It was no use, Rhaenyra had seen it already.

The pair of delicate palms had new and old wounds on the fingernails, some of which were still oozing blood.

As best friends for many years, she knows each other better than anyone else.

Whenever Allison was anxious or nervous, she couldn't help picking her nails, often causing them to bleed.

"You're jealous."

There was no wave of surprise in Rhaenyra's eyes.

Allison was startled and said stubbornly, "I'm the queen!"

"You've had trouble sleeping every night since the betrothal ceremony at Dragonstone, haven't you?"

Rhaenyra crossed her arms, looking confident.

Allison's pupils suddenly shrank, and she didn't care about her expression changing.

How could she know!?

"You must be wondering if I have planted a spy on you."

Rainier predicted accurately.

Allison gritted her teeth and glared at her fiercely.

Due to its real beauty, its lethality is slightly insufficient.

By staring with your eyes slightly red, you seem to be the victim.

"You are always like this, so hypocritical."

Rhaenyra couldn't help but sneer: "I have no interest in monitoring you. It was you who asked Meros to deliver sleeping pills every night. Half of the Red Keep knows it."

"I don't understand what you are saying."

Allison stiffened her neck and refused to admit it.

"So you like Aemon?"

Rhaenyra's words were never to be uttered without shocking the audience.

Allison shuddered and stared in disbelief.

"Your jealousy is too obvious."

Rhaenyra shook her head. "You thought you could hide it from everyone, but you forgot how well I know you."

"This is blatant slander. Apologize to me, or I will find Viserys."

Allison had a stern face and her hands were twisted together behind her back.

She didn't, it was all just Rhaenyra's shameless attack.

"Looking for your father, do you dare?"

Not only was Rainier not afraid, she even turned the tables.

Of course not.

"What do you think will happen if I tell my father about this?"

Renira took two steps forward, approaching Alison who had no way to retreat.

No need to think about it.

Eamonn and Alison will never meet again.

The former might be affected, but with her around, there won't be any big problems.

The latter is probably going to have a hard time.

"What on earth are you going to do!?"

Allison managed not to collapse.

This is the secret she keeps in her heart.

If Rainiera told anyone, someone would definitely find out.

Once doubt arises, the crime is established.

"Nothing, I just feel sorry for you."

Rhaenyra looked down upon him and sneered, "Aemon is a playboy, but you will never stand a chance."

Hearing this, Allison secretly clenched her fists.

"Is the noble Queen angry?"

Renira tilted her head and smiled even more: "You are angry because your thoughts were exposed."

A similar scene, retribution comes so quickly.

Allison's eyes were completely red.

But what the other party said is right.

I didn't even have the thick skin I became later, and I was so ashamed and angry that I wanted to die.

"beg me."

Rhaenyra was condescending, as if giving alms: "Beg me, and I won't tell anyone."

"Please~"

Allison lowered her head and managed a sound.

"I didn't hear that clearly."

"Please!"

Allison looked up suddenly, not caring about her face.

"Chi~~"

Rhaenyra smiled.

Allison just felt it was irritating and felt extremely humiliated.

"Don't worry, I don't want to implicate Aemon because of you."

Rhaenyra stepped back and released Alicent from the corner.

Allison wouldn't believe it.

The other party was clearly a threat, which was consistent with her sinister and cunning character.

"Forget about what happened today. I won't mention it again. Let's just pretend it never happened."

Rhaenyra said frankly, "But don't get in my way from now on."

If the other party hadn't been deliberately making things difficult for her, she wouldn't have bothered to get into a fight.

He claims to be noble all day long, but in fact he has greater desires than anyone else.

He will behave himself once he is exposed.

Allison remained silent.

She would not believe a word of what Rhaenyra said.

"Aemon is king of the Stepstones, you don't have to worry about it."

Rainier said this and left calmly.

Allison's face changed again.

She wanted to come and take a look because she heard her father say that Yimon was being criticized.

This has all been discovered.

"correct."

Rhaenyra paused and turned back to say, "Helena and the others' dragon eggs have not been hatched for so long, I guess they won't hatch. I'm going to Storm's End, you can take them to choose new eggs when you have time."

After a pause, he made up his mind: "Or, contact Araxes. It is easier to develop feelings for a young dragon."

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Allison was left disheveled, unable to believe that the other party could be so kind.

Her children have the right to own dragon eggs and tame dragons.

But dragon eggs are placed in cradles when they are born, and the rest are kept in dragon caves and Dragonstone.

Since the reign of His Majesty the Centenary King, the management of dragon eggs and dragons has been in the hands of the King and the Crown Prince.

If Rhaenyra refused, as a queen of a different family, she would have no right to replace the dragon egg.

Don't even think about the baby dragon in the dragon's cave.

Those were the eggs that hatched from the dragons that Rhaenyra's dragons laid.

Everyone agreed that it would be the dragon he would leave for his future offspring.

the other side.

Rhaenyra was gone.

She was very calm, with no expression on her face.

People who are familiar with her know that she habitually has a sour face when she is in a bad mood.

Alison is so annoying.

But when she saw the other person's humiliated look, she didn't feel as happy as she had imagined.

The other party betrayed her and married her father.

However, he had already been punished.

The loveless marriage eroded her step by step.

Only when I'm with Eamon will I smile more.

That's why she noticed something strange.

"Still so stupid, everything is written on your face."

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes.

As for the dragon eggs and baby dragons, just give them up.

People should have a broad mind.

Even if you raise an ungrateful person, it is enough to have a clear conscience.

After all, she is the elder sister and the heir to the Iron Throne.

(End of this chapter)