Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 257 Picking Mushrooms in Harrenburg

After a while.

It was still the Queen's bedroom.

“Alisson, Your Majesty, Sister, you must believe me.”

Lying on Allison's lap as a pillow, Eamon pleaded with a look of pure bliss, "I really need a bright green grape from Green Pavilion Island."

As she spoke, she rubbed her head back rather excessively to avoid slipping off her lap pillow.

Alison remained expressionless, but still picked a green grape from the fruit plate and fed it to Imon.

"Ah~~"

Emon opened his mouth to accept the food, his hands folded contentedly in front of his abdomen.

He didn't even sit down; His Highness the Prince had already taken care of it.

Dealing with Alison's girlish mentality is a piece of cake.

"Imon, are you feeling quite smug?"

Allison spoke coldly, telling the other person that he was not in a good mood.

Friendship is friendship, and resentment is resentment.

She still couldn't get over the fact that he treated Aemon without any consideration for her feelings and repeatedly injured her father and son.

"Then you can hit me."

Imon was shameless; he grabbed the other person's hand and slapped it against his own face.

Since we've already fought, if we enjoy it, then we've won.

Allison shook off his hand and earnestly instructed, "Stop pretending to be stupid. Helena is my bottom line. You must protect her."

"Don't worry~"

Imon slapped his thigh in assurance.

Allison rolled his eyes and removed the hand from his thigh.

The two are on the same side when it comes to the marriages of Green Party children.

With a few sweet words, Imon easily achieved a consensus.

the other side.

Imond watched his cousin acting coquettishly with his mother, and having long been accustomed to their closeness, a wave of envy rose in his heart.

Turning her head, Helena was holding a large red rabbit in her arms, gently rubbing its head.

Imond lay down next to her and mimicked, "Helena, sister, I want to eat a grape."

Snap!

Helena tugged at the rabbit, and Red Hare's paw landed on Imond's face. The bouncy, round rabbit face remained impeccably clean as it calmly chewed on a blade of grass.

Eat! Eat the big ones.

……

at the same time.

Viserys received the maester's notification and rushed to the Prime Minister's Tower to meet Otto, who was having his medicine reapplied.

At this moment, Otto's face was deathly pale, and blood seeped from his ribs; he looked utterly miserable.

To the uninitiated, it would seem as if a fair and sacred duel had just taken place.

"How is this going?"

Viserys' eyes widened.

It wasn't just Otto's second injury that shocked people, but also the situation inside the room.

There's a fire?
"I'm fine, Your Majesty."

Otto forced a smile.

Viserys was deeply moved and earnestly advised, "Take good care of your injuries; the kingdom still needs your help."

The two had been ruler and subject, father-in-law and son-in-law for many years, so there was still some affection between them.

Besides...

The finest cattle, horses, and white gloves are hard to find anywhere else in the entire kingdom.

"I have some opinions to express during this meeting with you."

Instead of complaining, Otto used his miserable situation to elicit sympathy.

"Say it, I'm listening."

Viserys sat down on the edge of the bed and took Otto's hands.

This scene made Otto's eyelids twitch wildly, and the pain in his ribs, which had just been treated with medicine, intensified.

Fortunately, Viserys was kind and didn't have a penchant for poking at people's wounds.

Otto silently withdrew his hand and said, "The marriages of princes and princesses cannot be ignored. Your Majesty must think carefully before acting."

Viserys listened attentively.

"For the future of the kingdom, Prince Aegon and Helena, following family tradition, have made the marriage of Prince Aemond to Dorne the best choice."

Otto repeated himself, then suddenly changed the subject: "If that doesn't work, the Reach nobles are the best option."

Viserys understood all of this, but he hesitated, fearing that his decision would ruin his children's lives.

Seeing this, Otto added fuel to the fire: "Hightoar will always be your loyal ally, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Viserys sighed, and his assessment of Otto improved slightly.

The old town of Haitar is truly unique.

Oldtown is the largest of the five major ports in Westeros, boasting the highest and most stable sources of tax revenue and wealth.

The scholars scattered throughout every noble castle all came from the academy within the old town.

The Starry Cathedral, a church dedicated to the Seven Gods, also stands in the old town.

The combined effect of 1+1+1 is definitely greater than 3.

He also married Alisson and had four children with her.

The old town of Hightower held a place in Viserys' heart no less important than Valeria on Tidehead Island.

Gaining their support is always better than a complete falling out.

Is there anything else you'd like to say?

Viserys chose to trust, thus gaining the powerful ally of Oldtown Hightower.

Otto thought of his young grandson, who was very close to Jaeheris and the twins, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "Prince Darren is still young, but his diligence and studiousness shine like gold."

“If Your Majesty is at ease, you may wait until he is a little older and send him to the Tower of the Old Town to serve as a servant to my nephew, Mond Hightoir.”

"This one……"

Viserys wasn't sure what to do.

It is not an insult for a prince to serve as a servant to a nobleman.

According to Andal tradition, it was a necessary path for the sons of high-ranking nobles to serve as sommeliers and attendants to another high-ranking nobleman in the future to be promoted to knight.

It's like adding a layer of gold to one's resume.

This relationship between the two sides also marks the alliance between the two powerful families.

Otto made a precise statement: "The atmosphere of the court has been affected. Aegon and Aemond are the best examples. Away from the hustle and bustle, it is more suitable for the budding of Daeron's pure heart."

Viserys gritted his teeth, disregarding his love and reluctance to part with his young son, and agreed: "Alright, when Daren turns 12, let him gain some experience in Oldtown."

Still not entirely at ease, they set the age a bit higher.

My nephew conquered the valley at the age of 12.

At 12 years old, he had already become a benchmark in Viserys's mind. It is believed that by the time Darren was 12, he was already capable of supporting himself and taking care of himself.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Otto smiled contentedly.

……

That night.

Viserys tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and ordered someone to summon Allison, who was about to go to bed.

"Is something bothering you?"
Allison, dressed in a green dress, greeted her husband and sat down opposite him.

It's unlikely they're calling her to serve them in bed.

Now that they were middle-aged, Viserys had reached a point where they treated each other with the utmost respect.

"I met with Immon and Otto today, and their opinions are completely different, which is giving me a real headache."

Viserys feigned composure, hoping to win his wife's attention.

Allison: ...

It wasn't good to put on a cold face, so I forced out a smile that showed empathy.

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Viserys choked for a moment, then stopped thinking about it.

To some extent, the wife and nephew were on the same side and opposed the marriage.

If Aegon and Helena were to be married off to another man, it would be considered virtuous of his wife not to demand an explanation from him; how could one expect her to comfort him in return?

“I have corresponded with Lord Tylan, and he advocates that the children should wait until they are older and then choose their own loved ones.”

Allison said slowly.

Viserys raised an eyebrow, asking in confusion, "When did you make contact with Tyran?"

"Before he set off."

Allison said.

“Oh.” Viserys nodded and asked, “Did he really say that?”

Tailan's position in the Royal Council has always been rather awkward.

The other officials were either heads of families or relatives of the emperor like Otto, with very powerful backgrounds.

Tyran is only the second son of the family. With the backing of an arrogant older brother, he is inferior to others in terms of status, position, and experience in the royal council, and usually does some hard and tiring work.

The most direct example is the transition from Minister of the Navy to Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Allison affirmed, "Compared to other ministers, I think Lord Tylan is more upright."

Tyran: I didn't! She's slandering me!
The people of Taylan, far away on the Stone Steps Islands, never mentioned it.

Viserys took a sip of his wine and sighed helplessly, "I don't want to rush things either, but once the news of the princes and princesses' marriages spread, letters from the nobles of the seven kingdoms easily piled up on my desk."

The examples of sea serpents and Alison are right before our eyes.

As long as the nobles of the seven kingdoms weren't foolish, they would be eager to marry into such a family.

"Then what do you mean?"

Allison frowned.

Viserys tentatively inquired, "Aegon and Helena..."

"impossible."

Allison immediately denied it, saying, "You know what kind of personality Aegon has; that would harm Helena."

Viserys' face darkened.

It wasn't directed at Allison, but rather at Aegon's indignation at his lack of ambition.

The rascal learned exactly what Damon and he had done in their youth – his carefree and irresponsible ways, but he never learned anything serious.

To be fair, he didn't want Helena to have to endure Aegon's philandering after marriage.

The key factor in having this idea is the different family circumstances.

The family is now more powerful than ever before, with a close relationship between the nephew and Renilla, and a stable heir, the grandson Xiao Jie.

With external threats looming, Damon and the Sea Serpent have taken over Rhys and Tyros respectively, and are now well-fed and docile.

With internal and external stability, there is no need for children to follow tradition in order to strengthen the family bloodline.

Both Aegon and Helena have a considerable degree of autonomy in their choices.

As for the daughter marrying out, will it lead to the outflow of the family's dragon and bloodline?

Don't worry about this at all.

The Dragon Clan Council, organized by my nephew, was there to resolve this problem.

When necessary, the royal dragon riders will intervene.

However, in his opinion, even the grandchildren's right to obtain dragon eggs and tame dragons should be erased.

The daughter married off with a dragon, and a hundred years later the dragon returned to the family.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

"Ah~"

Viserys rubbed his forehead with one hand; he couldn't even cause trouble now.

Allison picked at his fingernails and hesitated, "When Rhaenyra was unmarried, she traveled the continent to choose a husband. Aegon and the others can follow suit."

"Send them to the river bend?"

Viserys understood immediately.

Allison nodded: "I believe the nobles of the Reach will be honored to receive the prince and princess upon hearing of their arrival."

"That's an idea."

Viseris considered the feasibility.

"If you're worried, you can let Imon lead the team."

Allison added.

Viserys' eyelids twitched, and he immediately refused: "No, we've been too lenient with that kid. Let him get lost."

Yes, get lost!
Viserys suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a good place to go.

……

The next day.

In the early morning, dewdrops cling to the tips of the weirwood trees, reflecting the sunlight.

Aemon was having a meal when he received a message from the Kingsguard.

"A heavy rain fell in Hejian. It is the planting season near the Prince's Palace by Shenyan Lake. His Majesty has ordered you and Her Highness the Princess to inspect the area."

After the Imperial Guards left.

Emon blinked and exchanged a glance with Renilla, who was dining with him across the table.

Renilla looked dazed, her purple eyes revealing a clear sense of foolishness.

Why did you suddenly give them a vacation?
With a tactical lean back, Eamon laughed and said, "The Riverlands are great! After the rain, it's the perfect time for mushrooms to grow. Let's call Mom, Jenny, and James, and the nine of us can go mushroom picking in Harrenburg."

"Okay, I'll have Elinda pack her luggage later."

Renilla felt something was off, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Imon smiled without saying a word.

He was already thinking about how to trick Aegon and his men into incorporating the Reach into the Royal Domain.

(End of this chapter)