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

Rhaegar said helplessly: "The matter is very big. Elmon is under house arrest by two uncles. I asked someone to send me a letter."

"Then you should go and take a look. There must be no trouble in Riverrun." Rhaenyra's face was serious.

Old Tully is seriously ill, and if his two sons are allowed to run wild, it is likely to cause trouble to Xiao Qiang and disrupt the entire Riverlands.

Rega nodded: "I have to go there."

Although Old Tully is a bit mediocre and stubborn, he is still loyal to the royal family.

He was in the Riverlands and couldn't just sit back and watch.

After waving to Gray Worm, Rhaegar ordered: "You will set off later, take some men with you, and rush to Riverrun overnight."

"How many people are needed?" Gray Worm tightened the spear in his hand.

Lei Jia thought for a moment: "Fifty innocent people, fifty fearless people, that's enough."

The Dauntless are infantry combat soldiers trained by Gray Worm using the Unsullied training method.

Although they can't fight one against ten like the Unsullied, there's still no big problem when one against two or three in a head-to-head confrontation.

Harrenhal's city defense mainly relies on Dauntless patrols.

After getting the exact number, Gray Worm's eyes flashed and he solemnly said: "Yes, Prince."

In Riverrun, where the garrison does not usually exceed a thousand people, a hundred people are enough to protect the prince's safety.

Rhaegar glanced at Tormund and Gray Worm and asked, "Is there anything else to report?"

If nothing happens, it's his turn to rest for a while.

Gray Worm hesitated and said in a deep voice: "Prince, Scholar Tru asked me to inquire. Harrenhal is under repair soon. He wants to return to the city to restore his status as a bachelor."

Tohru is an ex-maester and doesn't like being called a maester.

In the Harrenhal belt, people usually call them scholars.

This is also related to the fact that Tru teaches some children how to read and write.

Rhaegar's eyes were thoughtful, and he glanced at Rhaenyra with a hidden look, and said with a smile: "Tell him not to worry, I will send someone to take him to Old Town after a while."

He really wanted to go to Old Town.

Gray Worm breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed his mission, nodded and left respectfully.

He didn't know the Common Tongue of Westeros, so he learned it from the gentle-tempered Tru.

The first time the other party asked him for a request, he took it seriously.

Rhaegar looked at Tormund, who had not left, and motioned for him to speak quickly.

Tormund showed a helpless smile and whispered softly: "The Church of the Seven Gods sent two missionaries to the church in the castle."

"It's nothing. Don't let them run around. Just look for two sweepers for the temple." Rega frowned secretly.

He doesn't like the people from the Church of the Seven Gods very much.

The high-level officials are not engaged in production. They only eat and collect money from the nobles to fill their own pockets.

The grassroots are poor people who have no food to eat and have no way to make a living on their own, so they give their hope to the so-called Seven Gods.

There are also some sincere believers among them, spreading the faith of the Seven Gods everywhere and helping some elderly people and orphans.

But he is too ignorant and always makes unreasonable demands without knowing what they are talking about.

Sure enough, the two missionaries not only entered the church, but also made demands.

Tormund looked troubled: "They want you, prince, to pay for the construction of a thirty-foot-tall statue of the Virgin in the sanctuary, infused with bronze."

Rhaegar laughed angrily at this request and said, "Do they know how many kilograms of bronze it costs to build a thirty-foot-tall bronze sculpture?"

In the continent of Westeros, in addition to gold and silver being hard currency, copper ore is also very precious.

The two missionaries asked him to pay for the construction of a pure copper sculpture. They wanted to pawn copper for free?

Tormund raised his hand and touched the restless White Falcon on his shoulder, and said warmly: "In the words of two missionaries, this is a negotiable request."

"Harrenhal has lost the faith of the old gods. Prince, you have rebuilt the temple again, proving that the Seven Gods have the oracle to spread faith in the Riverlands."

"You are the Targaryen prince, and you should set an example and spread the faith of the Seven Gods to the soil of the Riverlands to the greatest extent possible."

The Riverlands is an ancient land, and there are many nobles with long traditions who still believe in the old gods.

The family's godswood contains weirwood trees.

The Church of the Seven Gods has been spying on these families for a long time.

Rhaegar understood the intentions of the two missionaries and smiled disdainfully.

After pondering for a while, he said: "Tell them that Our Lady is merciful and holy. I will build a ten-foot-tall wooden sculpture to worship Our Lady. Don't covet more."

He had an army of fearless men under him, and he spent a lot of copper and iron on forging armor and weapons.

There was no money left to cooperate with missionaries in promoting their faith.

Tormund's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, and he smiled and said: "I will remind them appropriately, prince."

The Church of the Seven Gods is a special existence on the mainland.

Not being beaten or scolded, he shamelessly asked everyone for money.

You still have to give it.

If you don't give it, you are disrespecting the seven gods and will be judged.

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Two days later.

Riverrun.

"Hiss..."

The glutton hovered over the city, overlooking the little bugs running around below.

The soldiers on the city wall quickly lowered the drawbridge, and the soldiers at the city gate opened the closed city gate.

The glutton descends slowly, allowing the driver to step off the dragon's back.

Rhaegar landed on his feet, patted the glutton's scales, and said, "Go and rest nearby, man."

"Roar……"

Gluttony roared in response, his green vertical pupils swept across the small bugs on the wall, turned around and flapped his wings to take off.

"Prince, you are here."

As soon as the dragon flew away, Gray Worm led his team out of the city.

"Enter the city." Rhaegar said calmly.

"Yes, Prince."

Gray Worm followed closely, leading his soldiers into two columns to escort Rhaegar into the city.

After crossing the drawbridge, Rhaegar looked around and glanced at the garrison at Riverrun.

All of them had their heads drooped, guarding various parts of the city wall.

It can be seen that when old Tully becomes seriously ill, it directly affects the family.

"Take me to see Duke Glover first."

What Rhaegar really cared about was Old Tully's safety.

Don't let this old guy die on his bed before he has decided on an heir.

At that point, things will get a little tricky.

Gray Worm opened the way in front, pushed aside the attendants blocking the way, and escorted Rhaegar all the way into the main tower of Riverrun, looking for the Duke's residence.

Old Tully's two sons and Elmon were not seen.

The entire City of Riverrun is very quiet, without the lively atmosphere of the past.

Old Tully was also a pleasure-seeking character who often held banquets and hired performances such as circuses and drama troupes.

The main tower and walls of Riverrun are all made of white stone.

The Duke's residence was on the lower floor of the attic of the main tower, and Rhaegar and his party arrived quickly.

In front of a tan, slightly old wooden door, two knights in armor stood guard.

Seeing Rhaegar arriving, he quickly saluted: "I've met the prince."

They are Old Tully's sworn knights, loyal only to their lord.

Rega raised his hand and said calmly: "Get up, I'm here to visit Duke Glover."

A knight whispered: "Prince, the bachelor is treating the Duke inside. Please enter the room and don't make too much noise, which will affect the Duke's cultivation."

"Don't worry, I'll leave after just one look." Rhaegar respected this knight.

The knight put one hand on his chest and saluted gratefully.

Another knight opened the door and stepped back silently.

Rhaegar left Gray Worm at the door and walked into the room alone.

As soon as he entered the house, the strong smell of medicine hit his nostrils.

Rega covered his mouth and nose slightly, lowered his eyes and walked inside.

Riverrun City is not large, and the lord's residence is naturally limited.

The simple stone walls are covered with various swords, deer heads, candlesticks and other ornaments.

A solid wood round table was placed in the center of the room, not far away from the soft goose feather next to the fireplace.

There was a fire burning in the fireplace, and the greasy pine wood crackled.

A middle-aged bachelor sat on the edge of the collapse, recording the Duke's condition with a quill.

"Low fever, unconsciousness, half a bowl of blood bleeding at regular intervals..."

Rhaegar approached lightly and looked at the slumped old Tully.

The old guy's face turned pale, and he was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, a towel on his forehead, and a thick blanket covering his body.

The middle-aged maester was startled by Rhaegar's appearance.

"Prince, when did you come in?"

Rhaegar put his index finger to his lips and whispered: "Shh! Don't disturb the patient."

"Uh...that's right."

The middle-aged bachelor was stunned when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "The Duke has been in coma for several days and has not improved yet."

"Have you finished the inspection?" Rhaegar asked.

"Yes, Prince."

"go out!"

The illness has been heard, and there is no use for the middle-aged bachelor to stay here.

After the others left, Rhaegar sat on the couch and looked down at the unconscious old Tully.

He reached out and pinched the wet towel on the other person's forehead.

It's cold to the touch, so it's no longer suitable for applying on the forehead.

Throwing it away, Rega said softly: "Old guy, I have long advised you to decide on your heir as soon as possible. You must not hesitate."

The successor in Old Tully's mind is his grandson, Elmon Tully.

But he himself is a stubborn character and cannot let go of the inheritance law passed down from generation to generation.

According to the Andal inheritance laws followed in Westeros.

The eldest son who is the heir unfortunately passes away, and the inheritance qualifications must be re-ordered.

The children of the former heir do not have priority in receiving inheritance rights and must abide by the order of succession.

According to the order of succession, the inheritance qualification will fall on the second son after the eldest son.

As the eldest grandson, Elmon Tully fell into the third line of succession.

Old Tully's two sons were both useless, so naturally he didn't want to pass Riverrun to them.

The two sons struggled hard, and Tully couldn't move past the obstacle.

The matter of the heir has been delayed until now.

"Ho ho..."

As if hearing Rhaegar's complaint, Old Tully's dry lips wriggled slightly and he took a few deep breaths.

Rega was startled, thinking that the other party was about to wake up.

Unfortunately, after the breath passed, Old Tully regained his composure.

Rega rolled his eyes in disappointment and said speechlessly: "If you can wake up after being scolded, I will still look up to you."

As he spoke, he rubbed the wet towel with warm water again and applied it to Old Tully's forehead.

Unable to stand the smell of medicine in the room, he stood up and left.

Click——

He raised his foot and stepped on a few melon seed peels.

Rhaegar lowered his head, doubts flashing in his eyes.

Squatting down, he picked up a cracked melon seed skin, then leaned over and looked at the soft skin.

It was a bit dark and dirty, but fortunately it was cleaned very well and there was no dust.

Standing up, Rhaegar discarded the melon seed skin, shook his head and smiled.