Chapter 206 Allegiance of all ministers

At night.

The Red Castle, the Queen's residence.

Allison sat at the round table and looked ahead.

Opposite her was Otto Hightower, Minister of Civil Affairs.

There were plates of dishes placed on the round table, and neither father nor daughter touched their knives and forks.

"Father, you have to help me."

Allison spoke with a sad look on his face: "Prince Martell asked for a marriage with a princess. I can't give Helena away."

"Don't worry, Viserys hasn't agreed yet, and the matter has not been settled yet."

Otto was very calm.

"You know, he was just weighing the pros and cons."

Allison said anxiously: "You and I are most familiar with the character of Viserys. He will definitely send Helena to Dorne for the sake of peace."

"That's not bad. Prince Keolen is young and powerful, and Helena is not wronged to marry him."

Otto's eyes were profound and his heart was calm.

In his view, marriage is an inevitable event that happens to every family.

it's not a big deal.

Allison didn't think so. She was worried about her children and said excitedly: "Father, Dorne and the kingdom are at odds with each other. The people there are extremely vicious."

"Helena married and was alone. Who knows what kind of treatment she will receive. I can't just watch her jump into the fire pit!"

Admittedly, the child she cared about most was her eldest son, Aegon.

But Helena was her only daughter.

This daughter has a similar face to her. She has suffered from mental illness since she was a child and has been rumored.

Such a little girl was separated from the protection of her parents and sent to Dorne in marriage. The future life was unimaginable.

Otto frowned slightly and said calmly: "Calm down, Allison. Don't let panic get to your head."

"Father, my daughter's fate is in other people's hands, how can you tell me to calm down!?"

Allison stood up excitedly, his eyes red: "Ten years ago, Viserys was even willing to take out Rhaenyra to marry Dorne. Do you think he would care about Helena?"

Otto remained silent, knowing what his daughter was talking about.

Once upon a time, Rhaenyra had no control over her own marriage, and she had many marriage partners.

Before the First Battle of the Stepstones, Viserys considered marrying Rhaenyra to Qorun to maintain peace with Dorne.

Rhaenyra was the first and only child of Viserys and the late Queen Emma Arryn.

This shows how determined he is about political marriage.

After a moment of silence, Otto spoke his mind: "You have more than one child. Helena can bring peace to the kingdom, and maybe she can also win the support of the Martell family for you."

He is a politician.

In his eyes, interests are far more important than family ties.

A little girl's exchange for Martell's support is far beyond her own worth.

"Father, do you know what you are talking about?"

Allison's face was dull when he heard this, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Otto sighed: "Allison, aren't you always worried about the future of your child? If Helena marries the Prince of Dorne, she will be the Princess of Dorne and she can give back to the family to the maximum extent."

"No! Don't even think about it!"

Allison fell into a rage, completely disappointed with his indifferent father, and said angrily: "You once said such things to me and sent me to Viserys' room."

"He doesn't love me at all. He only sees his deceased wife and her pair of children. I'm just a birth tool on the delivery bed, an old woman who manages the Red Fort for him!"

After saying these words, Allison was hysterical and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Her life has become unsightly.

I don’t want my daughter to be like myself and fall into the position of being hated by others.

Otto looked at his daughter calmly and allowed her to vent her dissatisfaction.

After a while, Allison gasped violently and said in a daze: "If you don't help me, I will find other ways."

After that, he walked out of the room quickly.

Otto remained silent from beginning to end, wondering what he was thinking about.

…

Allison climbed the stairs and came to a certain attic.

Crunch——

The attic door opens, revealing the interior.

Larry Strong, dressed exquisitely, with two solid wood chairs.

Larisse sat on one of the chairs, holding a scepter in his hand and looking at Allison with a smile on his face.

Obviously, he has been waiting for a long time.

…

Gray Gallows Island, the Chinese military tent.

Inside the camp, a group of senior officials were having a heated debate.

"We should defend the island and concentrate on guarding against sneak attacks from the Three Women's Kingdom."

"Fart! We only have a few people, and we are not enough to set up defenses. We might as well attack at night and catch the opponent by surprise."

"..."

The two parties involved in the quarrel were Spike Redwyne from the Arbor and Boros Baratheon from the Stormlands.

After Bolos was driven away, he was kicked out of the house by his father, Duke Beaumonde, and joined the army again.

This time, Boros brought two thousand soldiers and ten warships, adding great help to the kingdom's army.

"My lords, please be quiet!"

Seeing that the quarrel was getting worse, Robb River, the leader of the Second Sons, spoke out to persuade them.

"Quiet ass, I'm discussing a big deal, you bastard, get out of here!"

Bolos had a very bad temper and opened his mouth to poke into people's hearts and lungs.

After being exposed, Robb's face immediately turned red and he dared not speak out in anger.

Rega sat on the chair, glanced sideways at Boros, and knocked on the table: "Lord Boros, be quiet for a moment!"

"Prince, we are discussing the situation of the war. Even the king cannot shut up the battlefield commander."

Bolos' eyes were contemptuous and showed no dignity at all.

He is the future Duke of Storm's End.

Let alone a crown prince who has not ascended the throne, even the king can only win over him.

boom--

Rhaegar slammed the table, stood up suddenly, and shouted: "I said be quiet, Lord Bolos!"

As he spoke, he stared at Boros with a fierce gaze, exuding a frightening power.

Being in the company of gluttons all year round, he has long developed a terrifying majesty.

Bolos kept glaring at Rhaegar and wanted to insult him, but was forced back by the other man's eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he groaned heavily.

When the others saw this scene, they all became quiet with their eyes and noses and hearts.

Bolos's character is so bad that no one dislikes him.

The prince gave him a lesson, just in time to vent their anger.

Rhaenys spoke to break the deadlock, frowning: "Rhaegar, what do you want to say?"

"Yes, when will your plan unfold, Prince?"

Bartimos Celtija echoed and changed the subject.

Rega withdrew his gaze, landed on the sand table on the table again, and said, "My lords, this is what I want to say. It's time to carry out the plan."

Everyone looked at him one after another, waiting for what was going to happen next.

Rega continued: "In about two days, there will be big movements in the Three Women's Kingdom. Our first task is to reorganize the armaments and wait patiently for material support."

"Tch, who doesn't know this?"

Boros sneered.

Rhaegar glanced at him, ignored him, and asked, "I sent Cole to Broken Arm to attract Dornish troops. Are you leaving?"

Robb said quickly: "Leaving in the evening."

"Very well," Rhaegar said.

Bolos interrupted: "Prince, you said Cole was a bait. He has already set off, so what should we do?"

"Stand up your armaments and be on standby at any time!"

Rhaegar said seriously.

Boros smiled disdainfully, shook his head and said: "This is nonsense every day. We must either defend Gray Gallows Island or attack the Three Women Country. Is it useless to just rectify the army?"

"Lord Boros, watch your words, you are in front of a crown prince!"

The Lord humiliated his minister to death, and Robb was the first to stand up and scold him.

"Shut your stinking mouth, bastard!"

Bolos became angry and cursed.

Robb wanted to argue, but Rhaegar held down a hand and stopped him.

Robb was stunned and asked, "Prince?"

Rhaegar waved his hand, faced the thick-necked and blushing Bolos, and said slowly: "Both the Commander of the Navy and the Minister of Sea Affairs are not here, who has the final say on the island?"

Boros stared and said coldly: "In terms of status, naturally the prince is the most powerful."

The most distinguished person present was none other than Rhaenys, the princess of a country.

Next is Bartimus Celtija, Earl of Crab Island.

The rest, including Boros, only have secondary titles or knighthoods.

Hearing Boros's answer, Rhaegar said "Oh" and tilted his head: "Since I am the eldest, I said I am on standby at any time. Do you want to disobey me?"

As he spoke, his hand touched the dragon claw on his waist.

"Of course I..."

"Shut up, Bolos!"

Bolos was dissatisfied and wanted to argue, but Rhaenys immediately stopped him.

Rhaenys glared at him and warned: "Remember your father's words and be careful in your words and actions!"

Her mind was the sharpest and she noticed Rhaegar's movements at a glance.

She knew that Bolos was already regarded as the first bird to scare the monkeys.

Bolos's face was full of indignation and he stared at Rhaegar in disobedience, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.

Rega's eyes were cold and he said calmly: "Say it! Say it!"

At this time, Bolos noticed Rhaegar's right hand holding the sword out of the corner of his eye and sensed his intention.

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out, and the anger was covered with horror.

"He's going to kill me!"

Bolos swallowed, this thought was the only thing left in his mind.

Suddenly, the curtain was opened from the outside, and Lanino hurriedly walked in: "Cousin, the Three Women Kingdom has sent additional troops to garrison Bloodstone Island!"

Rhaegar looked back at him, not caring.

With Lanino's intrusion, the originally tense atmosphere eased slightly.

Rhaenys, with quick eyes and quick hands, kicked Bolos in the leg socket.

With a pop, Boros fell forward and knelt upright in front of Rhaegar.

Rhaegar looked down at him like an inquisitor.

Once fear fills the mind, people will give up their self-esteem.

Bolos suddenly woke up, his whole body trembled slightly, and he said loudly: "Prince, what you say is the golden rule, and the stormy land will obey your orders!"

As soon as he said this, Bartimus quickly responded: "I will obey the prince's order!"

The scene just now was so thrilling, everyone felt like they were in an ice cellar.

When someone spoke, others followed.

"I will obey the prince's order..."

Led by Paiske Redwine of Arbor Island, several commanders knelt on one knee and offered their loyalty.

Whatever the reason Rhaegar was on call.

The tough attitude and decisiveness he just showed were enough to win their loyalty.

Rhaegar faced it calmly when many vassals knelt down and worshiped him.

Suddenly, his cold expression melted like frost, and he laughed loudly: "Lord Bolos was just joking, why are you kneeling down?"

The laughter was hearty, as if it was really just a joke.

Bolos shuddered, and a smile appeared on his fat, bearded face.

The others looked at each other, and then the tent reverberated with enthusiastic laughter.

"Hahaha……"