Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Chapter 251 Cold Treatment

Gulu gulu~

Take a carriage to leave the Dragon's Cave, pass through the densely populated Silk Street, and head towards the Red Fort.

On the way, Rhaegar raised a corner of the curtain and observed the changes on the street.

"looking at what?"

Rhaenyra sat opposite, with one of her beautiful legs raised under her black skirt.

Rhaegar looked back and glanced at the fair skin under her skirt, and said calmly: "King's Landing has really changed a lot. It used to be a den full of rats' excrement and urine, but now it's much cleaner."

As he said that, he continued to look at King's Landing outside the window.

"It's not because of you. A year ago, I wasn't afraid of stepping on dirty boots when I went shopping."

Rhaenyra smiled, her eyes filled with pride.

Repair public toilets, hire sanitation workers, tidy up flea nests...

One by one, they were all Rega's suggestions.

She knows all this.

Rega shook his head and did not take credit. He could not control the corners of his mouth rising: "Let's praise Lord Otto. He is the one who has made the greatest contribution and sacrifice."

"Humph, it's not like you're full of bad ideas."

Rhaenyra couldn't help laughing when she thought of the abuse and attacks Otto had suffered in the past two years.

The gate of the courtyard where I lived was thrown with feces by civilians every day, and the courtyard was full of dead rats and sparrows used to intimidate me.

This is Otto's ordinary and boring daily life.

Helena, who was drowsy, steeled herself and said blankly: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I'll be back to the Red Keep in a moment. Don't fall asleep."

Rhaenyra perfunctoryly went over and kneaded her face a few times, feeling overjoyed.

Otto endured the humiliation for two years, and when he got results in the last year, he was intercepted by Rega.

By gathering women, children and shadows to create public opinion, he took most of the credit.

Otto, who originally thought he could survive until the clouds cleared and saw the moonlight, gained little and became the ultimate coolie.

For this reason, he went to the imperial meeting and applied for notarization of his achievements.

But the proposal was indeed Rhaegar's idea, and the matter was settled.

…

Red Fort.

The carriage came slowly, and the guard saw it from a distance and opened the closed gate.

Rhaenyra held Rhaegar's hand and said gently: "We're home."

Rhaegar nodded and quietly felt the bumps of the carriage.

Entering the vestibule of the Red Castle, the coachman reined in the reins.

Sir Stephen of the Kingsguard stood by and announced in a loud voice: "Welcome Rhaegar of House Targaryen, Breaker of Shackles, Maker of Ashes, Prince of Harrenhal, heir to the Iron Throne."

"And two sisters, Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Princess Helena Targaryen."

The declaration ended, and the carriage door opened from the inside.

Rhaegar moved his position and looked around the front yard of the Red Keep.

The vestibule was deserted, and the nobles who used to gather to compete and watch the excitement were nowhere to be seen.

The carriage was facing the gate of the Red Fort.

The door is closed tightly.

Seeing this, Rega curled his lips: "Haha, it's so quiet!"

After half a year, I visited the place where I grew up again, and it really had a different kind of scenery.

It's just a little deserted.

Stepping off the carriage, the royal guards were scattered in the vestibule, waiting solemnly.

Looking back, Rhaenyra and Helena stuck their heads out, looking out one at a time.

Helena was still very innocent and asked in a low voice: "Where are those adults?"

In her impression, the front yard was very lively, with a lot of people hanging around every day.

"Shh, don't make any noise."

Rhaenyra pressed her little head, looking a little unhappy.

Someone in the Red Keep did not welcome her brother.

Rega opened his arms and smiled nonchalantly: "Get out of the car first, ladies."

"Well, brother, hold me."

Helena knelt forward and happily threw herself into Rhaegar's arms.

Lei Jia caught her firmly, took half a step back, and placed her on the ground.

Turning around, she clapped her hands at Rhaenyra again.

Rhaenyra looked worried and whispered: "I will help you ask your father for an explanation."

"Don't think so much."

Rega's smile did not diminish. He held her hand with one hand and hooked her leg with the other, holding her waist and getting out of the carriage.

He doesn't care about trivial things.

The answer will be revealed when I meet my father later.

Crunch——

The main door of the Red Castle opened, and a thin man with a bald head and a black dress walked out.

Rega looked over after hearing the sound, his expression unchanged.

When the man saw the tall and heroic Rhaegar, his eyes immediately lit up.

Quickly walked down the steps and came to Rhaegar.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to express welcome, but afraid of stopping abruptly in mid-air.

After a pause, he nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Welcome back, prince."

Snapped--

Rhaegar raised his hand to shake it, looked up and down, and said with a smile, "Lord Casway."

"Please, the king is waiting for you in the throne room."

Casway was a little excited and his voice rose a little.

Rhaegar leaned closer to touch his shoulder and said softly: "Thank you, my lord."

After saying that, in Casway's delighted eyes, he led Rhaenyra and Helena into the door.

"Lord Caswell is warm-hearted and a good man."

Walking a little further, Rhaenyra praised.

Rhaegar thought for a while and agreed: "The Caswell family of Bitterbridge, the old nobles of the Reach, will be a loyal partner."

Lord Caswell had long ago made overtures to him.

His family had close ties with Hightower in Oldtown, so he didn't pay much attention.

Seeing it today refreshed my previous impressions.

…

All the way through the empty banquet hall, walked through the long corridor with three red dragon emblems engraved on it.

"Your Majesty, the prince's name day is coming soon, and it is appropriate to notify the whole territory to hold a coming-of-age ceremony."

"The prince has lived in Harrenhal for a long time and is busy with affairs..."

"The princess will go and invite her in person. No matter how busy the prince is, he will be able to get away..."

The throne hall was close at hand, and several familiar voices of discussion were heard.

One woman and two men.

Rega walked forward slowly, and the solid wood hall door appeared in front of him.

At the entrance of the hall, Kingsguard Alec Kargel was guarding and immediately spotted the prince.

"Alec, long time no see."

Lei Jia's eyes were burning and he called out the other party's name first.

Alec was not as good at controlling his emotions as his brother, and his face lit up: "Prince, you are back."

"Open the door, I can hear voices discussing me inside."

Rhaegar raised his chin and put his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Prince."

Alec grasped the door handle and opened the door forcefully.

The door opened, and the sound startled everyone in the hall.

On the Iron Throne densely packed with swords, Viserys sat precariously, expressionless.

Below him, Leonor and Otto occupy important positions, one on the left and one on the right.

In addition, there were several other imperial ministers.

Dragon Prince Rhaenys Targaryen, Minister of Justice Jaspy, and Grand Maester Meros.

Rhaegar stood at the door, glancing back and forth with a smile on his face.

There was silence in the hall, the imperial ministers looked at each other, and no one spoke first.

"My lords, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Rega looked calm and said hello together.

Then, strode into the hall.

Several imperial ministers passing by nodded in turn.

Rhaenys raised her head proudly and returned a warning look.

Rhaegar looked up to his father until he reached the Iron Throne.

The King of the Seven Kingdoms on the Iron Throne.

Viserys looked serious, looking at his eldest son, exuding the majesty that a king should have.

After pondering for a moment, Rega curled his lips and said, "Father, I'm back."

Viserys looked indignant and said in a deep voice: "Rhaegar, I thought you were going to be petty for the rest of your life."

"A lifetime is too long, I am more generous."

Rhaegar made a joke and said melancholy: "If I don't come back, I'm afraid the gate of the Red Castle will not be opened for me next time."

Viserys' expression changed and he lectured: "There will be no next time, otherwise you won't even get close to the Red Castle."

This bastard ran away from King's Landing when things didn't go his way and lived in the fiefdom for three years.

If he hadn't come back every six months, he would have thought that a war had broken out and his eldest son was on the battlefield again.

"I'm back, I won't leave this time."

Rhaegar sighed and scanned the expressions of the people present with keen eyes.

Leonor's joy, Rhaenys' relief.

As well as Otto's calmness, Jaspi and Melos' silence.

After a quick glance, I had a rough idea in my mind.

Viserys and Leonor looked at each other and nodded lightly.

Leonor showed his belly and said loudly: "Prince, your Majesty has prepared a dinner for you to welcome you and wash away your dust."

"Excellent," Rhaegar agreed casually.

"snort!"

Viserys snorted coldly, pretending to be disgusted and said: "Step back and have a good rest when you come back. This dinner is very important, so dress up smartly."

"Okay, Father."

Rega smiled, nodded to several imperial ministers, and exited the hall.

After a face-to-face meeting, the relationship between father and son was fine, so they left as soon as it was time to leave.

Rhaenyra and Helena were still waiting outside.

As soon as Rhaegar left, the discussion in the hall started again.

From whether the prince will come back to how the coming of age ceremony should be held.

Banquet, tournament?

…

It's getting late.

The Red Castle, a remote attic.

Crunch——

The attic door opened, and Allison, wearing a green skirt, walked out with a gloomy look on her face.

"The banquet will start soon, and I have to manage the situation."

Allison's voice was cold and he quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

In the attic, a chair faces the wooden door.

Larisse was smiling, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

The news of the prince's return to King's Landing spread throughout the Red Keep at an extremely fast speed like a strong wind.

As expected, Her Royal Highness the Queen couldn't stand it any longer and sought a way to reconcile.

At this thought, Larisse leaned back on the chair and murmured to himself: "If you want something, you have to fight for it. You can't look forward and backward..."

"Woo~"

I shivered and closed my eyes comfortably.

…

The prince's bedroom.

Familiar layout, warm fireplace with glowing fire.

Rhaegar was forced to sit in front of the dressing table, with a pair of slender hands combing his long hair behind his back.

"Rhaenayla, just leave your hair open. There is no need to tie it up in any other way."

Rhaegar suggested in a low voice as his hair hurt from being pulled.

"Oh, I hurt you, sorry."

Rhaenyra used gentle force on her hands, gathered her long hair in her palms, and tied it into a low ponytail with a thin rope.

"As you wish, the party is about to begin."

Rhaegar gave up struggling, moved the stool back, and rested the back of his head on a piece of soft ground.