Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 30 Double Agent Eamon
sunset.

The queen's tent was opened, and a small figure walked out

"Oh, it's not easy to serve others."

Aemon sighed softly and stretched hard.
My face is filled with sad tears, and I can't hide from them.

"What did you say?"

Allison followed closely behind, bending over and walking out.

Yimeng immediately changed his words: "I said serving the queen is not difficult."

"is it?"

Allison looked at him teasingly and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He is a little devil and always likes to say nice things.

Yimon grinned, but didn't dare to provoke anyone again.

But women are indeed magical creatures, especially the more beautiful women are.

She had just cried a lot, but she acted like nothing happened the next moment.

"Your Majesty, the King has returned from hunting and seems to be in a bad mood."

Sir Alec saluted respectfully and reported the news that the king had returned to the camp.

"Thank you, sir."

Allison thanked her politely.

Yimeng looked over and said quickly, "You go ahead, I'll take another look."

After persuading this one, there is still the next round.

"Okay then. I'll go out first."

Allison nodded slightly.

But his feet did not move. He tilted his head and stared at Imon for a while, as if he wanted to strip him of his clothes and see through him.

Imon felt uneasy when he was stared at, and thought his great plan had been discovered.

Just when the atmosphere was weird.

Alicent suddenly spoke up and warned earnestly: "Don't trust Rhaenyra. She is a selfish and stupid person."

"If you get too close to her, it will bring you misfortune and you won't end well."

Aemon was stunned when he heard this.

It's a blatant bluff, but what's the matter with some truth mixed in?

"Did you understand?" Allison asked.

"Yes!" Imon replied.

"That's good."

A smile rose in Allison's eyes, but she still kept a straight face: "His Majesty the Centenary King entrusted you to me. I hope you live a happier life than me."

"Yeah, we are the best in the world!"

Iemon nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, showing an attitude of great trust.

Only then did Allison leave satisfied.

Watching the other person's slim figure walking away, Imon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally I managed to deal with it.

He is a man who wants to mingle among the black and green, how could he hang himself on a tree?

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

"Goodbye, sirs."

Aemon gave a friendly wave and headed towards the bonfire to look for Rhaenyra.

The two white knights nodded respectfully, full of admiration for the little prince who pleased the queen.

Although he is very young, he has great skills in coaxing girls.

It's a pity that the two brothers swore not to marry or have children, otherwise they would definitely ask for advice humbly.

……

It's getting late.

The bonfire was burning brightly, and the nobles gathered around it for a celebratory dinner.

Aemon was wandering around by himself, washing his face in the sink as he passed the stables.

If your face is covered with tear marks, people will be suspicious.

"Aemon, this way!"

Rhaenyra greeted them with a big smile, sitting on a dry stump.

After discovering the target, Imon took action immediately.

When we got closer, we found that there was more than one person on the dry tree stump.

Lannar, wearing a blue skirt, sat elegantly, looking at him with a smile.

She fits the temperament of the big sister next door very well.

Aemon calmed down a bit and said politely, "Good evening, Miss Lana."

Lanar stood up and bowed. "Hello to you too, Lord Aemon."

This frightened Aemon, who waved his hand and said, "Don't be so serious. It's too formal."

After all, they are cousins.

The same great-grandfather/great-grandfather, the next generation were the great-grandfather's third son Aemon and "Prince of Spring" Baelon.

That Aemon married Lady Jocelyn of the Baratheon family and gave birth to an only daughter, the "Uncrowned Queen" Rhaenys.

His grandfather was Baelon, the Prince of Spring, who had two sons, Viserys and Daemon.

By the time of Aemon and Laenare, their blood relationship was neither distant nor close. However, the Targaryen family was small, and the blood of the "Uncrowned Queen" Rhaenys was also rare and precious.

After listening to him, Lanar smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll call you cousin?"

"No, just call me by my name."

Yimon still thinks it's better to be closer.

His name alone means that Aunt Rhaenys will have a favorable impression of him, and since the Iron Throne is not at stake, there's no need to put on airs.

It is better to have many friends and few enemies.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Lanar nodded and sat back down gracefully.

Aemon frowned secretly. It would be difficult for him to fool Rhaenyra with the other party here.

"Aemon, I figured it out."

Just when he was worrying, Rainier took the lead and attacked, catching him off guard.

Yimon was shocked. What have you figured out now?

Then, Rainier's eyes were touched and she took his hand: "Thank you for helping me out today."

So many people made things difficult for her, all wanting to see her make a fool of herself.

Aemon's small figure when he took action seemed particularly tall in her eyes.

"You're welcome."

This was unexpected for Aemon.

Rhaenyra was even more moved. She clenched the little hands tighter and said solemnly, "You are right. There are so many people who have sworn allegiance to me. I cannot just sit there and wait for death."

If those covetous vultures want to fight, then fight to the end.

She wants to prove to everyone that she is not only a king's cupbearer, but also the legitimate heir to the Iron Throne.

One day, she will use her own efforts to prove to her father that his previous choice was not wrong.

She could be a qualified queen.

Eamon: ...

What else can he say, shouldn't these all be his words?
How did Rhaenyra catch fire on her own?

"What do you say, Aemon?"

Rhaenyra's eyes burned, hoping for recognition.

Yimeng opened his mouth slightly and said sensibly: "Yes, that's it."

It’s good to have fighting spirit!
If you have the fighting spirit, there is no need for him to waste his words and teach you the principle of taking the initiative to strive for it.

Rhaenyra just lacks a sense of worthiness.

Queen Emma died so suddenly that Daemon, who was first in line to the throne, was driven out, and the title of succession suddenly fell on her.

At that time, she was still worried that her parents would ignore her because of her younger brother.

She couldn't believe that she had unexpectedly become the heir to the Iron Throne.

it's good now.

Rhaenyra was able to face herself and put herself in the right position as an heir.

It's better than being forced into a fight in the original world, giving up on oneself and indulging oneself for a night, tasting the sweetness, accepting the female identity, and starting to rule the kingdom with female means.

Of course, this refers to accepting the marriage and the three illegitimate children Strong.

A confusing account was smudged over and turned into a pile of messy accounts.

Most of the offspring are powerful, and they are trained to become dragon riders to increase their strength.

However, due to his evil birth, he could never sit on the Iron Throne.

But why did she suddenly become smart?
Aemon was full of doubts and couldn't help but look at Lanaar who was watching from the perspective of a bystander.

Could it be her?

Feeling his gaze, Lannar smiled and blinked charmingly.

Yimeng's expression froze, and he said goodbye: "I'm going back to sleep first."

This woman doesn't look like a good person!

Vhagar's third master definitely had extraordinary mental abilities.

I couldn't afford to offend him, so I slipped away.

"and many more."

Rhaenyra did not let go and would not allow the other to escape.

Imon maintained his honest and reliable persona and asked with concern, "Anything else?"

"Of course!"

With a serious expression, Rhaenyra warned, "You must stay away from Alison. She has no shame or bottom line. She even betrayed her best friend."

"If you stay with her, you will be sold out by her sooner or later and count the money for her."

Iemon was completely stumped. Why did these words sound so familiar?

"Did you hear that?"

Rhaenyra said seriously.

"Uh-huh."

Yimeng nodded rapidly and assured him, patting his chest: "Don't worry, we are the best in the world."

　Thanks to Qingfengzhixia, book friend 523049, and book friend 014439 for the reward of 100 points.

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　　The plot of "How to Train Your Dragon" has been drawn up, remember to read it~
　　
　
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