Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 24 Royal Hunting
The next day.

In the early morning, the weather in early spring is slightly cool.

A white-painted palace carriage was driving on the compacted dirt road, with the Kingsguard on white horses leading the way in front, and the Royal Guards following behind.

A cloud of dust rose up along the long path.

"Ha~, I'm so sleepy."

Yimon rested his head on a pair of soft and elastic long legs, rubbing his big eyes with dark circles under his small hands.

Allison lowered her head, stretched out her hand to pinch his chubby cheeks, and laughed, "If you don't have your precious mat, how can you still suffer from insomnia?"

In the spacious carriage, Aemon was leaning on the queen's long legs.

Besides, there are many other people around.

Viserys sat in the center seat, his face showing joy at the family's trip.

Alicent and Aemon sat next to each other on the long board on the left, the former with a fat maid holding little Aegon in her arms.

Of course, Rainier is indispensable on the opposite side.

The silver-haired girl was very silent, and had been keeping her head down since she entered the palace.

The remaining two wet nurses who were accompanying them were good at observing people's words and expressions and kept quiet.

Viserys was in a particularly good mood. He interrupted with a joke, "Aemon might have been exhausted from breaking into the dragon's lair yesterday."

"hehe."

Allison smiled and continued to knead her fair face.

Iemon didn't care. He lay on his side, his little head pressed against the hem of his silk skirt, and tried to find a comfortable position.

It’s hard to believe, but he really had a dream last night.

Just like that, he hugged the four dragon eggs, and fell asleep on the Ula grass pillow and mat, full of longing.

Then I dreamed of a vast forest.

He was under a big tree, wielding a pickaxe and digging the soil, and dug out a lot of gold.

In the end, there was so much gold that they couldn't take it all, so they could only pick up the most important things, including the crown.

"Could it be possible that I could still be king?"

Aemon sniffed the faint fragrance beside him, pondering secretly.

But he has no such intention!

The Iron Throne is indeed authoritative, but few people who sit on it have a good ending.

He has the Runestone City in the Vale behind him and the blood of the Targaryen Dragon King in his veins.

Wouldn't it be nice to take action at the right time to resolve the "Blood Dragon Dance" and then lie down in Fu Shi City and live a carefree prince?
The prince does not have to participate in politics and does not have to work from nine to five.

But it is much easier than the king who tried his best to manage state affairs and maintain his power through intrigue.

Eamonn was confused and chose to touch Allison's long legs.

"Aemon!"

Allison laughed and pinched his face hard.

Eamon smiled shyly.

I don’t know what happened, but Allison suddenly became very indulgent towards him and kept him by her side and wouldn’t let go.

The wheels rolled over the potholes and the ride was bumpy.

Aemon couldn't sleep, so he noticed the unhappy girl and took the initiative to talk to her: "Rhaenyra, why didn't you come on your dragon?"

Hearing this, Rhaenyra raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly: "Some people don't want to see me riding a dragon."

It was quite cryptic, but Imon still understood it.

He climbed up from his long legs and saw his uncle Viserys's smile suddenly became unnatural.

Aemon averted his gaze and played dumb.

Rainier was very bold and rolled her eyes at her old father.

Is it for her own good that she is forbidden to ride a dragon, or is it because they are afraid that she will get out of control?

Who knows.

……

Near noon, the team entered the camp.

Crunch!

The lacquered white wheel palace stopped and everyone got off one by one.

The camp was already filled with nobles from all over the place, and when they saw the king and his family, they immediately cheered and applauded.

Especially the nobles in Oldtown, who shouted "Long live baby Aegon".

"So blatant?"

Aemon was surprised and looked back into the carriage.

Rhaenyra still had her head down, and did not stand up to follow, as if to escape.

"Aemon, don't fall behind."

Allison's call came from the front, and people had been surrounded by nobles.

"Okay!" Imon replied, clumsily climbing back into the car and dragging him out.

Rhaenyra was shocked: "Aemon, what are you doing?"

How can you force a cow to drink water when it refuses to drink?

Yimon frowned and said righteously, "What are you afraid of? Let them shout. We can't be cowards!"

Actually, it doesn’t hurt to shout.

This royal hunt was originally held on the pretext of Aegon's name day, and the protagonist was the little creature who was celebrating his birthday.

It's understandable for the girl's family to say "Long live the baby" a few times.

"I feel a little uncomfortable." Rhaenyra worried.

"no!"

Aemon was very strong, his face serious: "It's better to lose the battle than the fight. There are still many nobles out there who support you."

Since Aegon was born, the embryonic forms of the Black and Green parties have already appeared in the court.

But now it is called the Princess Party and the Queen Party/Old Town Party.

The Royal Hunting strengthens the prestige of the Oldtown faction. If Rhaenyra, the spiritual pillar of the Princess Party, backs down, who will follow her in the future?

"Aemon..."

Rhaenyra scanned the circle of nobles, struggling internally.

Imon didn't care and urged, "Let's go. Be smart and don't lose face."

Although he had a good relationship with Allison, he could only say sorry silently.

Once a Targaryen, he would be a Targaryen forever.

Throughout the history of "A Dance with the Dragons", there has been nothing good in the Oldtown series.

If Aegon was of the same age as him, even if he was a loser who liked to play around, he would still help him for Alicent's sake.

But Aegon was too young.

Helping Alicent means helping the Oldtown family to fight for power and usurp the power of the Targaryen family.

In contrast,

In the original novel, Rhaenyra was stupid and bad, and ended up losing miserably.

But now she is just a brain-dead girl, who is confused and helpless while trying to deal with the pressure every day.

If you fool people a few times and provide good psychological counseling, you will always be able to succeed.

After some hard pulling, Rainiera accepted her fate.

……

The two men walked through the large camp where the nobles had gathered with their heads held high.

Along the way, there are bound to be many bees and butterflies attracted.

A pair of handsome Targaryen siblings with silver hair and purple eyes. They are the most dazzling presence wherever they go, attracting everyone's attention.

As a princess, Rhaenyra was used to this.

On the contrary, the little Imon who had just said "Come on, don't embarrass yourself" was blushing because of the teasing of many noble ladies and women.

“How embarrassing!”

Aemon secretly collapsed, but on the surface he remained as strong as a pine tree.

Soon, they arrived at the largest and most luxurious king's tent.

Two three-headed red dragon flags fluttered in the wind. Many nobles bowed their heads to show respect and walked in groups of two or three.

"go ahead!"

Yimon patted his hot face and regained his confidence.

The interior of the big tent was very gorgeous, with gauze curtains fluttering in the wind and solid wood tables and chairs placed everywhere.

"Aemon, here."

Allison sat in a circle of noble ladies and patted the spacious chair where she sat alone.

Yimon looked serious and reminded again: "Remember, show the momentum of a dragon rider."

"Okay, you've said it many times."

Rainier's eyes were full of helplessness, and the depression in her heart seemed to be relieved.

Aemon nodded in satisfaction, released her hand, and walked towards the small circle.

"You're late."

Allison smiled calmly, reached out and hugged Eamon, and sat down beside her.

The legs are close together and the spacious chair is still very spacious.

Eamon: ...

Alicent ignored Rhaenyra who was traveling with her and introduced these noble ladies who complimented Aemon.

As early as when the siblings entered the tent, she saw them holding hands.

I couldn't help feeling sour.

(End of this chapter)