Chapter 102 I can’t!

"Rhaegar, my son, no one deceives my mind."

Looking at the eager eldest son, Viserys smiled slightly and took one of his hands.

Rhaegar was confused and said: "Then why do you want to change reserves? Rhaenyra did not make any mistakes. I was the one who tamed the dragon privately, and it was also me who engaged in dragon fighting without authorization and fell into a trap and wandered to the peninsula."

He didn't know why.

It was obvious that he was the one who did the wrong thing, Rhaenyra just wanted to get him back, so she disobeyed her father's orders.

There shouldn't be such a heavy punishment.

"You are wrong, Rhaegar."

Viserys shook his head and said sincerely: "I don't blame Rhaenyra for thinking of changing reserves, but I have a deeper plan."

"You are my eldest son, and the heirship should be yours. This is undeniable."

"You were unconscious as a baby and unable to shoulder important responsibilities, so I chose Rhaenyra to be the heir and shoulder the responsibilities that should be yours."

Rhaegar looked directly at him and admonished: "Rhaenayla has shouldered the responsibility. She has contributed to the family, and you should not replace her."

"But she's a girl!"

Viserys spoke sharply and said seriously: "There are far more people who reject her than those who support her."

"I will support her. I have an adult dragon. Anyone who dares to oppose her will taste the dragon's flame."

Rega's expression changed slightly, and he was extremely serious.

"Haha, an adult dragon, so majestic, seems to be able to defeat thousands of armies."

Viserys sneered and looked down at his eldest son, who had just reached table height.

"It's nothing funny. Gluttony defeated Vormithor and Silverwing. It is the strongest dragon besides Vhagar!"

After going through many dangers, Rhaegar became confident in himself and Gluttony.

"An adult dragon is indeed powerful."

Viserys said calmly: "Aegon the Conqueror once led three dragons to try to conquer Dorne. They paid the price of a queen and a dragon, but they still failed."

"It was Queen Rhaenys' bad luck. The scorpion crossbow accidentally hit Meraxes in the eye."

Rhaegar was familiar with history and knew the reasons for the failure.

"So? She died, her dragon died too, and the great cause of conquering the Seven Kingdoms ended in failure."

Viserys held his hand and said firmly: "Rhaegar, you have to know that over-reliance on dragons will only make people frightened. Only by grasping people's hearts can we defend true rights."

"Have you achieved what you call controlling people's hearts?"

Rhaegar wouldn't listen at all.

There are countless rebellions in the kingdom every year.

The ironborn of the Iron Islands are plundering the coast, the pirates of the Stepstone Islands have just subsided, and the borders of Dorne are often disturbed...

These are the results of what my father calls grasping people's hearts.

"Maegor controlled the most powerful dragon in history, Balerion, the Black Death, but his cruelty caused rebellion in the kingdom, and he eventually died on the Iron Throne."

Viserys did not hesitate too much and said bluntly: "Do you think your black dragon is as powerful as Balerion? Or are you more brave than Maegor, who is good at fighting at this time?"

Rhaegar was speechless.

Of course he couldn't compare to the combination of Maegor and Balerion.

He was still young, and Glutton had not yet reached his peak age of a hundred years.

Viserys stroked his head and whispered: "Maybe you can protect your sister, but in what capacity?"

"I am the prince of the kingdom. I can serve as a member of the Imperial Council or become a prince."

Rhaegar had long thought about the future.

"Noble character, childish ideas."

Viserys commented, with sadness flashing in his eyes, and said calmly: "In the past, Daemon and I were just like you and Rhaenyra, loving each other and relying on each other."

"We are the best brothers!"

"Before the Great Council 101, my cousin Rhaenys and I competed for the right to inherit the Iron Throne."

"At that time, Daemon held the Dark Sisters in his hand and declared that he would fight at all costs to anyone who stopped me from ascending to the throne."

"You haven't seen him at that time, so high-spirited, brave and courageous."

"It was precisely because of Daemon's help that your great-grandfather Jaehaerys realized that the family's heir issue was imminent and convened the 101 Great Council."

"In the council, I defeated Rhaenys with a crushing vote of 20 to 1 and became the new heir."

Speaking of this, Viserys had tears in his eyes and spoke sincerely: "Rhaegar, look at the mess that Daemon and I are in now. Can you and Rhaenyra really maintain a lifelong relationship?"

Rega couldn't stand his father's gaze and lowered his head: "There is always a way..."

"Of course, I have a good idea for Rhaenyra."

Viserys' voice changed and he whispered: "I asked you to follow the family tradition."

"Really?"

Rhaegar raised his head sharply and looked at his father at a loss.

Viserys nodded, "Yes."

"Did she agree?"

Rhaegar kept his voice as low as possible and stared at his father closely.

"No!"

Viserys shook his head and laughed: "She hasn't given me an answer yet, otherwise I wouldn't be having the conversation with you today."

Rhaegar withdrew his father's hand and took a step back silently.

He was in a state of confusion and swallowed involuntarily.

He didn't understand the mood at the moment.

There are blessings and disappointments...

But no matter what, a shadow cast over his heart.

He couldn't help but recall what Falcon and Baolan had said to him on the peninsula.

Rhaenyra would have a husband and children of her own.

He is ahead of Rhaenyra in the line of succession, and he will become an obstacle to Rhaenyra...

"Am I going to be the second Damon?"

After a while, Rega calmed down and muttered to himself.

Viserys shook his head and affirmed: "No! You are Rhaegar, my eldest son, the prophesied prince. You will not lose your honor and self-esteem like Daemon."

As he spoke, he held Rhaegar's shoulders and said extremely seriously: "You will become the heir to the Iron Throne, standing on the top of the pyramid, overlooking all living beings."

"Father, I'm still ready!"

Rhaegar was slightly absent-minded. He pushed away his father's hands and backed away while muttering to himself: "These words are all your one-sided words. Damon is willing to fall for himself. I will not..."

"No what? No one will support you on the Iron Throne, or no one will oppose Rhaenyra?"

Viserys did not get angry and said with a smile: "You have accepted the allegiance of the peninsula nobles, which should not be the right of a prince."

"Father, the feeling you give me at this moment is exactly the same as when the peninsula nobles asked me to accept their allegiance."

"It all makes me hesitate and test my own principles."

Rhaegar took a breath, forced himself to calm down, and said seriously: "I can't hurt Rhaenyra, she will hate me, and I will hate myself."

After that, he turned around and walked out, not wanting to stay for a moment.

Viserys did not stop him, his voice remained calm: "Things are inevitable, you will always face choices."

"Then when the choice comes, Rhaenyra will not tolerate me in King's Landing."

Rega wanted to calm down and pushed the door open without looking back.

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