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

Royce was stunned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Our primary target is the Dornish army, drive them out of the Stormlands."

Aemond's brain raced, pointed to the distance between Mistwood and Stonehelm, and analyzed: "Send a team to support Mistwood, we can block the Dornish retreat on three sides."

Dorne's fighting style is to fight and run, and continue to harass.

A team rushing from Mistwood to Stonehelm can indeed block the retreat and prevent the Dornish from entering the rainforest like last time.

Royce raised his eyebrows unconsciously, smelling a different intention.

Cole on the side saw the deadlock and said: "My lord, we have two dragons, it is easy to break through the Dornish line."

"Do you agree with the prince's strategy?"

Royce asked back.

Aemond's eyes were restrained, staring at the tall Cole.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Cole's forehead, and he whispered, "We can arrange for Lanino to lead the team to rescue Mistwood City. He is eager to ride a dragon to fight." As an underground lover, he has certain privileges. Royce frowned secretly and turned to look at Aemond: "What do you think?" "Very good." Aemond promised readily: "Lannino will go to the battle, and I will stay in the rainforest to clean up the remaining Dornishmen." Royce thought it made sense and reluctantly agreed: "I will go back to organize the army. The king ordered 3,000 soldiers to help. You stay in the camp." Then, he looked at Cole and said coldly: "Go find Sir Lanino, the general's order has been issued." "Yes, my lord." Cole hurriedly said. Royce gave Aemond a few more instructions and walked out of the tent with his head down. At this time, the importance of command is highlighted. There are two dragon riders in the army, which greatly affects the battlefield command. Watching Royce leave, Aemond's eyes were gloomy and uncertain, thinking about how to deal with Earl Swen of Stonehelm City. He is a man who bears grudges.

The Swan family opposed his fiancée's inheritance of Storm's End and slandered the reputation of Targaryen.

He must vent his anger.

Feeling that the atmosphere was wrong, Cole swallowed his saliva and hurriedly left.

He had to find Lanino.

His partner had not shown up in the past few days, so he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

...

At night, the stars were shining.

In King's Landing, the night wind blew slowly, dispelling the heat of the day and bringing a hint of coolness.

A city with messy buildings, streets and alleys as complicated as tree roots, and dilapidated shacks were built everywhere.

Looking around, many half-dressed people gathered in the shacks, holding broken bowls in their hands and drinking a kind of food called "brown soup".

Occasionally, a few children ran around, stealing and looking for food in groups.

This is the flea nest that even the gold cloaks are unwilling to patrol, and it is the most chaotic place with the most messy people.

Creak...

A carriage stopped in front of a low stone building, and the wooden wheels rubbed on the broken stone road.

After years of wear and tear, the once intact bluestone slabs have been trampled into pieces.

If there were no special people cleaning the streets every day, there would only be smelly feces and urine on the slabs, and the real face could not be seen at all.

In the carriage, a young man was alert to his surroundings, wearing a black robe to cover his face.

Not far away, the stone low building was brightly lit, and the sound of men and women making love came out.

On the top floor of the low building, there was a hidden attic.

White maggot Xiaomei - Mesalia was wearing a black velvet hooded robe with blood-red silk.

The pale and beautiful face was indifferent, sitting on the window sill of the attic with legs crossed, looking at the night view through the window.

Based on her appearance and temperament alone, she seemed not to be a prostitute, but more like a noble and beautiful woman who had experienced vicissitudes of life.

"Madam Xiaomei, I've been waiting for a long time."

A man in a black robe pushed the door open and took off his hood to reveal his true face.

It was Otto Hightower who had close contacts with the white maggots.

As soon as Otto entered the door, he asked directly: "I heard that you are planning to leave. Do you have enough money?"

"Don't worry, I have saved a lot of private money over the years."

Messaria turned her head and glanced at the other party meaningfully.

"That is the reward you deserve."

Otto looked normal and said: "Since you are leaving, will you sell some key information?"

"That is why I invited you here."

Messaria said frankly without much nonsense: "I have some friends in Lys. The disputed land is a mess now, and I really need adults like you."

The word "adult" was emphasized.

To be fair, Messaria admired the Targaryen Crown Prince and was relieved by the fate of the Three Women's Kingdom.

Those were three city-states full of slavery, and she fell there.

But the rules of the world are dirty.

When the original adults of the Three Women's Kingdom were cleared out, a new batch of adults would fill in.

Otto ignored the other party's teasing, first asked about Lys's situation, and then said: "Myr is very quiet?"

"Among the three women's kingdoms, Myr seems calm, but in fact, undercurrents are surging."

Messaria's eyes condensed, and she said: "Lys was stabilized by the crown prince, Daemon suppressed Tyrosh by force, and only Myr is still in chaos."

The uncrowned queen is uncrowned after all, and she is not a queen.

Rhaenys has a strong character, but she doesn't have much experience in governing the city-state.

Myr's peace depends entirely on the Unsullied Legion and the Knights of the Vale.

Otto nodded secretly and thought about how to profit from it.

According to the crown prince, Myr will adopt a monarchy system similar to King's Landing.

He can arrange his nephews and confidants to serve as ministers, and can also use the fleet of Oldtown to take the lead in opening up maritime trade and control Myr's port resources.

Hightower has always been proficient in similar means.

Politics is not only about war, but also about connections and wealth.

Huh!

A ray of cool breeze blew into the attic, and the candlelight on the chandelier flickered.

Messalia put down her sleeves to cover her exposed pale skin, and took the initiative to speak: "Braavos has summoned a group of mercenaries, and Sunspear's port can receive a shipment of goods every three days."

"If you really want to serve the country, you should focus on this and supervise the king in the Red Castle."

Otto came to his senses slightly and said calmly: "I will."

Mesalia glanced at it and knew that the other party didn't take it to heart.

I sighed secretly, feeling contempt in my heart.

She was born as a dancer, and later became a prostitute, and was taken in by Damon as his mistress.

She did not rely on Damon's help and achieved today's results step by step.

Despite his humble background, he still has a compassionate heart.

Too many lives were lost in the Battle of the Narrow Sea, and there were countless homeless orphans in Flea Bottom.

If the war in Dorne resumes, more refugees will flock to King's Landing.

Otto raised his eyelids, his eyes particularly deep.

Just a prostitute and Damon's mistress.

If it wasn't of some use, he wouldn't look at it a second time.

If we really want to talk about his kindness, he saved countless people when he was the King's Hand, and when he was the Minister of Civil Affairs, he opened up wasteland and cultivated fields, helping the refugees to settle down and start a business.

A putrid maggot who makes money by selling his body and running a brothel, and bribes orphans and homeless people to collect intelligence.

Despicable to the core!

Otto stayed for a while and said goodbye.

"There are many people coming to King's Landing, and there are many people with mixed eyes."

Mesalia looked at the green-white fingertips and sighed softly: "I'm leaving. Some little spiders can't be taken away, so I'll leave them to you."

Otto paused and glanced at the calm pale woman from the corner of his eye.

After thinking for a while, he opened the door and said, "I will ask someone to give you some money for practicing."

Outside the door, several boys of different heights were standing stiffly. They were all sloppily dressed orphans.

"grown ups!"

The orphans greeted him with low eyebrows.

Otto looked calm and nodded: "Gather intelligence for me, and I will pay you."

The orphans thought they heard wrongly and glanced at Mesalia in the room in surprise.

Mesalia said casually without raising her head: "This gentleman is very rich, you should know it."

This group of orphans often wanders among various "adults" and is very discerning.

After hearing that they were asked to vote for another master, they all saluted Otto and ran out of the low building.

Otto didn't care, put on his hood and followed downstairs.

When the attic returned to silence, Mesalia turned back and looked at the night view of King's Landing that she had long been tired of seeing.

Staying in one place for too long will inevitably lead to feelings.

Unfortunately, it is also a dirty and smelly cesspit.

Maggots are inevitable!

…

Red Fort.

In the banquet hall, countless nobles gathered here and danced to the music of drums.

The royal raven spread throughout the seven kingdoms, spreading the news that the three women's kingdom had been broken.

As Girls' Day arrives, celebrate in advance.

Viserys sat on the main seat, holding a wine cup and laughing.

If the hall hadn't been too crowded, he would have wanted to go out and dance together.

Halfway through the drink, I looked around.

None of the children, including Rhaegar, were left, and it seemed that they were all gone after consultation.

Viserys was a little discouraged.

He glanced at the empty seat next to him, and Allison, the queen, was not there either.

Leaving the meeting early due to physical discomfort.