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

When Rega raised his head, his face was as dark as water.

"Prince, something happened in King's Landing?"

Robb asked, slightly startled.

Rhaegar said sarcastically: "Dorne interfered in the battle for the Stepstones and sent a messenger to my father to request a marriage alliance."

At the beginning of the Stepstone Islands, the kingdom sent envoys to Dorne to persuade Keoron Martell to make peace.

The other party has always avoided seeing him and once detained the kingdom's envoys.

It wasn't until the last time that Dorne sent troops to attack Bloodstone Island with the Three Female Kingdoms that the kingdom's envoy was released.

In the middle of the war, Keolun sent someone to request a marriage.

The time marked on the letter when the Dornish envoy entered King's Landing happened to be when Tailan and others were defeated and the kingdom's army lost Bloodstone Island.

Koolun didn't want to marry into the kingdom, he clearly meant to humiliate.

"Keolen Martell is a man with a rat's head and two ends!"

Rhaegar tore the letter into pieces and threw them away, filled with contempt.

"Prince, are you going back to King's Landing?"

Tormund whispered.

Rhaegar nodded and said, "I have to go back. I'll go to Aunt Rhaenys to discuss it."

The Stepstone Islands were victorious, and the ashes of the wounded and dead soldiers were transported back to King's Landing.

The sea snake was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, so he had to return to Chaotou Island immediately for stabilization and treatment.

After that, he walked down the cliff.

…

Go back a few days.

King's Landing, Red Keep.

Allison knocked on Rhaenyra's door.

"come in."

Rhaenyra's voice came from behind the door.

Allison looked happy and pushed open the door.

In the bedroom, Rhaenyra sat in front of the dressing table, combing her long hair gently.

Helena sat at the table, fiddling with a dragon stone sculpture in her hands.

Seeing Allison enter the house, he was surprised and said: "Mother?"

Alison was also stunned when he saw Helena, and asked in confusion: "Helena, why are you here?"

"She's not here with me. Is she hiding in the house alone and playing with bugs?"

Rhaenyra glanced at Allison and opened her mouth to retaliate.

Ever since she agreed to Rhaegar taking Helena in for a night, the little girl had been obsessed with her.

Often wandering in front of her.

Rhaenyra paid no attention to her and let her have her way.

Allison showed a look of surprise and forced a smile: "Helena, your sister and I have something to say. You go back to your room and rest first."

Helena obeyed: "Okay, mother."

He jumped off the stool, left the dragon stone sculpture on the table, and walked out of the bedroom reluctantly.

The only person with a pure mind left, and the bedroom fell into a brief silence.

Rhaenyra tilted her shoulders, took care of her hair carefully, and said casually: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly, I'm going to bed."

I rubbed my hair, making it soft and silky, and outlined the corners of my mouth with satisfaction.

Rhaegar liked to smell the fragrance of her hair, and he was so intoxicated that he praised her.

She often has to take care of her long hair.

Hearing this, Allison gathered up his courage and said nervously: "Rhaenyra, I want to ask for your help."

Rhaenyra pulled her long hair to her chest with a calm expression: "I know what you want to say, but I can't help you."

She knew what purpose Allison had in coming so late.

But she herself was on the marriage option and had no time to help Helena.

"Rhaenayla, you can help me, and only you can help me."

For the sake of his daughter, Allison sacrificed his face, lowered his proud head, and said in a low voice: "Your father cares most about you and Rhaegar. As long as you are willing to help Helena, your father will refuse the request for marriage."

Rhaenyra frowned and said decisively: "Allison, our relationship is complicated enough, so don't involve Rhaegar."

Rhaegar was her brother and her spiritual support.

He fought on the battlefield outside, leading the army to fight for the honor of his family and the safety of the kingdom.

Rhaenyra did not want what was happening on the home front to affect him.

Even a little bit.

"Rhaenyra, you know the disadvantages of marriage. Helena is only 9 years old. She will not survive marrying into Dorne."

Allison burst into tears and played the emotional card: "Helena is closest to her brother Rhaegar, and Rhaegar also loves her very much."

She still clearly remembered that when Rhaegar was 6 years old, he went to Dragonstone to tame him and beat Aegon violently on the ship for Helena.

At that time, she only cared about Aegon who was crying and blaming Rhaegar for all the faults.

It was only when Helena told the truth afterwards that she learned the truth.

And, always keep it in mind.

Rhaenyra looked at Allison indifferently, unmoved at all.

Of course she knew Rhaegar doted on Helena.

This is why she hates Helena.

Yes, she didn't like Helena.

Because Helena has the same dreamwalker talent as Rhaegar.

And apart from being the same mother as Rhaegar, the two siblings don't have much in common.

Rhaegar often mentioned to her how talented Helena was, and at one point she was on par with him.

From the bottom of her heart, Rhaenyra disliked Helena and her nagging look.

Just for Rhaegar's sake, he was more tolerant of Helena than the other brothers.

Seeing her unchanged expression, Allison's heart skipped a beat.

She thought the relationship between the sisters would be good if Rhaenyra allowed Helena to play in her room.

Unexpectedly, the response was so lackluster.

After thinking about it, Allison closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

Larisse gave her tips on how to get help.

Opening his eyes again, Allison held back his tears and walked towards Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra looked at her calmly and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

In the entire King's Landing, she made a nasty list of rankings, and Allison must be at the top.

They are no longer the best friends they talked about when they were young.

But the vicious stepmother and stepdaughter.

Without saying a word, Allison walked to Rhaenyra's side and slowly squatted down.

"what do you mean?"

Rhaenyra wondered.

Allison put his hand on Rhaenyra's leg, looked up at her, and said sincerely: "Rhaenyra, help me, I will make it up to you."

"What can you do to make it up to me? I already have the best."

Rhaenyra's words were filled with disgust.

The year she lost her status as crown prince, she fought for her freedom.

Rhaegar was brought up under her care and his heart and eyes were full of her.

She couldn't think of anything else she needed.

"I will give up on unrealistic ideas."

Allison said: "After the War on the Stepstones, I will ask your father to entrust Aegon to be separated and stay away from King's Landing."

"Aemond and Daeron will do the same. They will never stay in King's Landing to hinder you and Rhaegar."

Rhaenyra's eyes flickered and she refused: "No, they can't threaten Rhaegar."

She has some thoughts.

But she didn't trust Allison and didn't think she would keep her word.

After all, she had climbed into her father's bed with her on her back.

"Rhaenyra, give me a little trust. I just want to protect my children. There will never be green again in King's Landing."

Allison took Rhaenyra's hand and begged.

Rhaenyra didn't answer, but glanced at her green dress.

If you are really determined to disband and quit the competition, you shouldn't wear a green dress to see her.

Allison noticed her look and reacted immediately.

He looked at the dressing table, took out a pair of scissors from the drawer, and cut the sleeves and skirt corners.

"That's enough, don't let me act here."

Rhaenyra was shocked and stopped her movement.

"Rhaenayla, Hightower is a name of trust, and I will never have any illusions about it again."

Allison dropped the scissors and took out a folded book page from his sleeve.

Seeing the inexplicably familiar pages, Rhaenyra was stunned.

He reached out and took the page, opening the folded part to reveal the words and patterns inside.

Records of Nymeria's marriage to her first husband, Morse Martell.

There are also pictures of the wedding scene.

It is the missing page of "The Voyage of Ten Thousand Ships".

Rhaenyra stared at the page without blinking and asked in surprise: "You still have this page?"

This was before she was chosen as the heir.

Books that Rhaegar read before his mother was still alive and Rhaegar was born.

At that time, she and Allison were reading a book together.

Allison always has trouble remembering information from books.

When she was feeling irritable one day, she would tear out the pages of the book to strengthen Allison's memory.

Time flies, 13 years have passed.

Rubbing the pages of the book, Rhaenyra's eyebrows soothed: "At first glance, this page seems like yesterday."

"Rhaenayla, I know you hate me. I have done many things to make you sorry."

Allison's eyes were red and he choked up: "But I have no choice. I am a victim of the family."

Rhaenyra tore her eyes from the page and looked at Allison.

"In my heart, you have always been my good friend, just like this page I have always kept."

Allison squeezed Rhaenyra's hand tightly and said sincerely: "Help my daughter, don't let her repeat my life."

Rhaenyra pursed her lips and looked back at the page in her hand.

After thinking for a while, he said softly: "Let me think about it carefully, you can go out."

"Rhaenaila..."

Alisson still wanted to plead.

"go out!"

Rhaenyra interrupted directly, her tone serious.

She recalled the good old days and didn't want the woman in front of her to ruin the image of her best friend.

"Okay, think about it slowly."

Allison stood up and walked out of the bedroom, turning back step by step.

boom--

The door is closed.

Allison leaned against the door and took a deep breath to relieve the feeling of shame and powerlessness that spread throughout his body.

In the bedroom.

Rhaenyra crossed one of her white legs, holding the pages in her hands and reading them again and again.

quite a while.

Rhaenyra sighed, put down the page, and took out pen and paper.

She wasn't doing it for Allison, and she wasn't doing it for Helena.

She commemorates the lost beauty.

…

Time is back on track.

Two days later, on the narrow sea.

Several large ships floated on the sea, hung with canvases painted with three red dragons and seahorses.

A cabin door.

Rhaegar and Rhaenys talked softly: "Aunt, Lord Corlys hasn't gotten better yet?"

Rhaenys shook her head and sighed: "I still have a high fever. The maester said the wound was inflamed."

"Don't worry too much. Mr. Corliss is strong and will be fine."

Rhaegar comforted him softly and said, "I'll come see him later."

Rhaenys nodded, turned and walked into the cabin.

How could she not be worried?

She and her husband had children, lived together for decades, and had a deep relationship.

In this era of underdeveloped medical care, high fever and wound inflammation are extremely fatal conditions.

Rhaegar turned and left without saying anything else.

He considered treating Corliss with an ouroboros.