Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 23: Clues of Black and Green

It was not until dusk that the lacquered white palace ship slowly entered the Red Fort Gate.

boom!
Rhaenyra jumped down lightly, turned around, opened her arms, and smiled: "Come, I will catch you."

After playing for a whole day, my mood changed from cloudy to sunny.

"Are you sure?"

Aemon stood at the edge of the carriage, his eyes full of distrust.

Rhaenyra said casually, "Just come."

I can’t even carry a short guy like you.

Aemon glanced at how high it was from the ground and thought seriously: "Then I'll do it."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, leaned forward and fell.

Full of confidence, Rhaenyra opened her hands and caught the fat waist.

Then, an unbearable weight pressed down upon him.

Pfft!
The two, one big and one small, staggered, and thanks to Sir Steve, who had been watching them closely, they helped them up and avoided falling into the mud.

“It’s a close call.”

Aemon muttered to himself, patting his chest to comfort himself.

Rainier is lame!

She said she would hold him, but she almost threw him out.

The corners of Renila's mouth twitched, and she covered her slender waist with her hands behind her back.

Although it looks small, it is quite substantial.

Both the brother and sister were very scared and looked at each other tacitly.

"..."

Reinila held her forehead helplessly and stretched out her hand: "Let's go."

"Hey, you'll be scolded when you get home."

Imon grinned and skillfully held the soft little hand.

I have gained a lot today, both in my career and in my friendship.

The brother and sister held hands, one was tall and beautiful, the other was fair and cute.

The princes and ministers who passed by were attracted by the pleasing scene and bowed to greet him.

Aemon walked briskly, stole a glance at Rhaenyra's satisfied expression, and rolled his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Rainier was still immersed in joy, leaving her worries behind.

Of course, I'm thinking about how to fool you.

Aemon gave a wicked smile and announced cheerfully, "Rhaenyra, we are the best in the world."

These words touched Rainier's heart, and a ripple appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Well, if you're any slower you'll miss dinner."

Yimon flirted and ran away.

Alison is his good friend and there will definitely be a place for him in the Green Party in the future.

Although Rainier appears strong on the outside, she is weak and lacks love on the inside, and has been questioned by her father and criticized by the court for many years.

Take advantage of this window of time to establish indelible friendships early on.

In the next ten years, during the strong period after the formation of the Black and Green parties, he will be able to sway both sides, develop quietly and then amaze everyone.

What no one noticed was that after the siblings returned to the Red Castle, their every move was being watched.

Maegor's Holdfast, the King's chambers.

Allison stood at the edge of the balcony and saw through the glass two figures, one big and one small, playing around.

Been waiting all day.

Allison's eyes sank slightly, she pursed her red lips and clenched her teeth, and placed her hands on her flat belly and rubbed them against each other.

Before I knew it, traces of blood were appearing between my fingers.

Perhaps she herself did not realize that seeing Aemon and Rhaenyra playing and being intimate with each other aroused the jealousy buried in her heart.

Squeak!

The door opened and Viserys walked in. He said in a good mood, "Rhaenyra and the others are back. We should go to the dinner."

But after calling out, the young wife in a green dress did not respond immediately.

Viserys looked stunned and was about to step forward to ask.

"I see."

Allison lowered her head and turned around, as fast as the wind.

This action left Viserys confused.

……

At night, after dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

Aemon patted his round belly and ran back to his room.

He had acquired a lot of good things recently, and he had to appreciate them.

There's not much to say about dinner, except to mention Dragon's Lair and Dreamfire.

When Viserys learned that his nephew wanted to tame the "mother dragon" Dreamfyre, he went from initial approval to regret for the failure, and finally ended up with a cheerful persuasion.

"You are still young. There are more dragons on Dragonstone. You can try it when you grow up."

I have to say, Viserys is a very awkward person.

On the one hand, they are worried and afraid of the dragon's power, but on the other hand, they have to rely on the dragon. Especially from a secular point of view, they have a very "detached" mental state.

He did not want to see his daughter, Rhaenyra, become obsessed with dragon riding, but at the same time he hoped that all the male heirs in the family would become dragon riders.

This is exactly the same as maintaining Rainier's status as heir without giving her any real power.

Perhaps this is why they are eager to find a strong and reliable partner for their daughter to make up for her shortcomings in hard power.

The night is getting darker.

Aemon went back to his room to rest, and the others left one after another.

Rainier was tired after a long day and was just about to go back to take a comfortable hot bath, but her father stopped her.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Rainier held her long silver-gold hair in a bun, and moved her legs under her silky skirt.

Viserys looked hesitant, then smiled: "I have something important to discuss with you."

"Hold on."

Rhaenyra followed in confusion.

Today is a beautiful day for her.

Although no one cared about Aegon's name day celebration, all the princes and ministers were trying to fawn on the little brother who had to eat porridge with his hands.

But Imon was undoubtedly a mischievous boy and he made her very happy.

Especially the act of releasing the dream fire filled her silent heart with a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

The father was surprisingly friendly and did not get angry because the two of them released the dream fire without permission.

“It should be a good thing.”

Rhaenyra prayed silently.

Led by Viserys, the father and daughter walked through layers of corridors and arrived at the crypts under the Red Keep.

A circle of white candles was lit on the great altar, illuminating the black skull of Balerion.

Rhaenyra looked around, wondering secretly.

The last time the father and daughter came here was when the father apologized for the death of their mother Emma and gave her the title of heir to the Iron Throne.

Viserys looked at Balerion's skull and said with emotion, "Rhaenyra, you are very happy today. As a father, I am happy for you."

Rhaenyra nodded slightly, sensing that something big was about to happen.

"You are almost of marriageable age. Do you have any young talent in mind?"

Viserys looked serious.

Rainier's face changed slightly, and she immediately denied it: "No!"

"That's good."

Viserys secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He was afraid that his daughter might have some private thoughts and brought a "yellow-haired boy" to see him.

Rumor has it in the palace that the daughter is very fond of Cole, a member of the Kingsguard.

"Father, you can just say what you want to say."

Rhaenyra's tone was bad and she felt offended.

Viserys smiled in a flattering way and asked, "You and Aemon are like siblings together. How about I let him stay in King's Landing?"

"Father!"

Rhaenyra was no fool and became emotional.

"Don't be impatient yet."

Viserys waved his hand and explained, "Aemon is a good boy, and Daemon's son. He will be a good helper to you."

"So?" Rhaenyra looked at him coldly.

"If you are willing to humble yourself and treat him well."

Viserys composed himself, trying to be as tactful as possible: "Then he will give you feedback, too."

Suddenly, Rhaenyra was silent.

She understood and was trying to resist the urge to retort.

She regarded Eamon as a boy next door and a good friend, but she had no fantasies about that.

He was still a chubby child, and when he smiled his little face looked like a peeled boiled egg.

My father did everything he could to hold on to power.

Seeing his daughter bow her head and remain silent, Viserys sighed and said, "That's it for now. The Royal Forest Hunt will be held as scheduled tomorrow. Remember to go to bed early."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Rhaenyra stood there alone, her eyelashes drooping low.

She doesn't want to overwhelm anyone, nor does she want to be overwhelmed by anyone.

But everyone and everything around her seemed to be urging her to make a choice quickly and turn into a hungry dog ​​to fight for the "cake" that everyone was chasing.

Suddenly, Rhaenyra felt someone was watching her.

"Who's there!?"

He suddenly looked up and followed the line of sight to the corner of the wall behind the altar.

"Cough cough."

Grand Secretary Melos stood there. After being discovered, he coughed twice and left calmly.

Rainier's brows were furrowed, a hint of disbelief flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she clenched her fists secretly.

(End of this chapter)