Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 34 Imperial Meeting
As the king returned with a full load, the royal hunting ended early.

Everyone knows.

The reason was that the princess was frightened and the Duke of the West was almost killed by a deer.

The king himself gave the order to end it, and no one dared to say a word.

……

the next day.

In the morning, Junlin arrived at the door.

The lacquered white palace wheel, symbolizing the royal trip, slowly drove into the city gate, and thousands of people lined the streets to welcome it.

As the heir to the throne, His Majesty Viserys I ruled the most prosperous dynasty in history.

No war, no hunger.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, and they love the current "Young King" very much and support the name Targaryen.

"Dabai, don't eat other people's food."

Aemon followed behind the White Wheel, clutching a handful of his silky white mane.

"YoYo."

The white deer was smart by nature. It resisted its craving and moved its head back, giving up the red apples on the fruit stall.

If he moves a little, the pair of huge antlers on his head with a diameter of more than three meters will become like a pendulum, which is intimidating.

"White Deer!"

"It's the white deer that symbolizes royal power..."

"..."

Such a rare and exotic animal attracted everyone's attention as soon as it entered the city, causing the people to cheer enthusiastically.

Look at those huge antlers, the majestic and agile body, and the clear eyes full of wisdom.

That is a real white deer.

The king really caught the white deer and brought it back to King's Landing.

color!!

"YoYo."

The white deer walked slowly forward, and its noble temperament earned countless admiring glances.

Aemon sat on the deer's back, holding the saddle rope with both hands.

He was born with fair complexion and handsome appearance, with short silver-gold hair draped over his shoulders, sparkling purple eyes, and dressed in a gorgeous black suit.

And behind him.

Sir Steve rode a white horse and carried a flag with three red dragon heads.

Gunthor rides a black horse and holds aloft a banner that is "a pile of pebbles between two lines of runes on an orange field."

Let the people see it at a glance.

It can be identified that it represents the dual identities of the Targaryen and Royce families.

Further behind, dozens of valley knights wearing iron helmets were majestically guarding both sides.

The people were all surprised, and even fell silent for a while.

High profile! Quite high profile!
Aemon looked around, nodded secretly, and straightened his back even more.

This is the effect you want.

He was riding a white deer, so it was impossible for him to keep a low profile.

It would be better to keep the high profile and give Uncle Viserys a hard look while he is hunting a wild deer.

The nephew subdued the white deer, showing his kingly demeanor for the first time.

He is better than his younger brother Daemon who led the gold cloaks to restore order in King's Landing and can win people's hearts.

How should His Majesty the King, who is worried about the issue of succession, deal with this?

Yimeng's eyes flickered, and he whispered softly: "Aren't you trying to drive me away by all means?"

Lacquered white palace, inside the carriage.

Viserys felt depressed, so he quietly opened the curtains and saw his nephew looking high-spirited.

So heroic.

He has a more flamboyant style than his brother Damon and knows how to attract attention.

This scene seems to be...

"Exactly like the son in my dream."

Viserys' eyes dimmed and his expression was complicated, and he quickly looked away.

Damn Damon, he's so lucky.

……

Red Fort.

Conference hall.

At noon, a royal meeting was quietly held.

boom!
The gates were tightly shut and ministers arrived one after another.

"Everyone, what should we reward this little fellow Aemon with?"

Viserys sat in the main seat and looked around at the ministers with a smile on his face.

The conference table is rectangular.

In the first position on the left, Prime Minister Otto sits upright.

At the first seat on the right, the Minister of Justice, Leonor, hurriedly took his seat and dropped the stone ball that symbolized his status in front of the emperor into the check-in slot. There were two more chairs on the right, where Grand Secretary Melos and Minister of Finance, Lin Man, sat.

The narrow side of the conference table, opposite the king.

The position of the former Minister of the Navy, Sea Snake Collis, is now replaced by the one with the least experience, Tailan.

When the ministers heard the king's question, their expressions varied.

Lin Man was the oldest, with wrinkles on his forehead. He hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, he is your nephew, so he should..."

Halfway through the sentence.

"Your Majesty, I have an opinion."

Otto understood the king's thoughts best and interrupted him directly.

Lin Man was stunned for a moment and closed her mouth in frustration.

Viserys glanced at him and ignored him. He smiled and asked, "Tell me, Aemon saved Rhaenyra and Lord Jason."

The contribution is huge, so we should not be stingy.

Otto's eyes were deep as he said, "Prince Aemon is young, but he is not lacking in perseverance and courage. Perhaps the reward can be considered in the form of fiefdom."

"Prince Aemon has no lands."

Tailan had a strange expression on his face and took over the conversation.

Otto paused, glanced at the young man expressionlessly, and said calmly: "It will happen."

Tailan smiled awkwardly.

Viserys thought about it and waved his hand. "Go on."

Otto straightened his clothes and said solemnly: "Prince Aemon will return to the Vale eventually, and he will need wealth such as gold, silver, and gems to help him."

With just a few words, the popular little prince was driven out of King's Landing.

"Gold, silver, and precious stones."

Viserys muttered once and shook his head.

"can also be……"

"Your Majesty, Prince Aemon has only recently returned to King's Landing."

Leonor suddenly spoke up, interrupting the Prime Minister in the same way.

Otto frowned, revealing a subtle expression of deep thought.

Viserys suddenly realized that this was the truth, and expressed his attitude: "Aemon has just returned to the embrace of the family. I like him very much."

"exactly."

Leonor straightened his chest and raised his head, and said seriously: "We can ask his opinion about what he wants. Children are not greedy."

Viserys nodded.

Otto said solemnly: "You can't generalize about age. He is Damon's son and has shown the same reckless character as his father."

He rode a white deer through the city, overshadowing the king and his family.

I'm afraid there are rumors flying all over Silk Street and Flea Market now.

Hearing this, Viserys frowned at first, then his frown deepened.

He wanted to keep his nephew Aemon, the only bloodline of his brother.

But Imon is too special.

Neither Rhaenyra nor little Aegon could overshadow his brilliance.

"He is still young and can be taught."

Lionel disagreed with letting Imon go.

It is most stable when it is in your hands.

Otto insisted on his own opinion and objected: "Who can guarantee that he will not be the second Daemon and threaten the princess's inheritance rights?"

To date, as the great-grandson of the centenarian king, Imon is still a strong candidate for the throne.

Only below Daemon and Aegon the Younger.

The rest remained silent.

The meeting turned into a heated argument between the Prime Minister and the Minister of Justice, with the two men, who had never had any conflicts in the past, now confronting each other.

"enough!"

Viserys slammed the table and said anxiously, "This matter ends here. I will ask for advice personally."

Seeing that the king was angry, the two arguing people stopped arguing.

Soon, the meeting ended.

……

The queen's chamber.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door and Alison got up to open it.

Eamon rushed forward like a little cannonball, hugged her soft waist, and shouted, "Alison, you have to help me."

He was leaving King's Landing and returning to the Vale.

You have to get enough benefits and can't leave in disgrace.

Take care of your legs for a thousand days and use them for a moment.

This is the critical moment to hold on to someone’s thigh.

　A new chapter~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)