Chapter 220 Prelude to the Massacre
the next day.
Early in the morning, Rhaegar returned to the Red Keep to meet his father who had just gotten up.
He returned to King's Landing last night when it was too late, so he stayed in the dragon's lair.
at this time.
Viserys was wearing loose pajamas and enjoying his breakfast.
Archmaester Melos stood aside, reading the letter in his hand.
"If the Seven Kingdoms attack Essos, they will surely face a fierce counterattack..."
Rhaegar walked outside the door and happened to hear these words.
Dong Dong...
After knocking on the door twice, Lei Jia said loudly: "Father, I have urgent matters to see you."
"Come in, Rhaegar."
Viserys' voice was laced with emotion.
open the door.
Viserys was holding a knife and fork in his hand, looking very unhappy.
When he saw Rhaegar, he immediately asked, "Who told you to declare war on Essos? Do you want to trigger an unprecedented war between the two continents?"
Rhaegar retorted helplessly: "It is not Essos, but a declaration of war on the Three Women's Kingdom, and an open and just counterattack on Tyrosh."
"It's the same thing in the eyes of the world."
Viserys was very irritable: "If you invade Tyrosh, the entire Free Cities will be hostile to Targaryen."
"I explained the reason in the letter. This is the chaos caused by the Three Women's Kingdom."
Rega's emotions were ups and downs, and he asked: "Father, the Three Women's Kingdom openly threatened me with poisoning and killing me. Did you write it in the letter?"
He is not afraid of being poisoned by others.
But such a heinous threat will never be tolerated.
"Poison?"
Viserys was startled when he heard this and looked at Melos who was reading the letter.
Melos looked through the letter and said slowly and logically: "I haven't written anything. The letter only contains the public opinion offensive of the Three Women's Kingdom."
Viserys put down his knife and fork and said nervously: "Rhaegar, has the Three Female Kingdoms poisoned you?"
Rhaegar was his best son.
The heir who unites all hopes.
Feeling his father's concern, Rhaegar pursed his lips: "Not yet, so I want to kill the danger."
Viserys breathed a sigh of relief and became angry again at the contents of the letter.
He said solemnly: "The battle on the Stone Step Islands suffered heavy losses. I don't agree with you expanding the battle."
"Father, believe me, I have been sent to the nine free trade cities!"
Rhaegar no longer had much hope of persuading his father and insisted on his own opinion: "If the Three Women's Kingdom does not withdraw from the Stepstone Islands on time, I will definitely launch a counterattack."
The Stepstones have always been a plague on the Targaryen dynasty.
Not just for him personally.
Also for posterity.
We must conquer the Three Women's Kingdom and create eternal peace.
Looking at his eldest son who had made up his mind, Viserys felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart and gritted his teeth: "I'm warning you one last time. You are not allowed to invade Essos, otherwise I will take back your military power."
"Father, we have dragons and an army, so why worry."
Rhaegar intuitively felt his father's indecision and raised his voice: "We are fully capable of quelling this war."
"I can't tell, don't make me say the same thing a second time!"
Viserys slapped the table angrily, and the silver knife and fork clattered to the floor.
An angry rebuke reached his ears.
Rega raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling a little difficult to breathe.
For a while.
Rega's mind turned over and over again, and he shook his head and laughed: "Forget it, I will find a way myself."
Turn around and walk out.
Viserys glared angrily: "Rhaegar, did you hear what I said clearly?"
"It couldn't be clearer."
Rhaegar's voice was filled with disappointment and he quickened his pace.
Viserys still wanted to curse, but Rhaegar was nowhere to be seen.
…
Walk out of the room.
Rhaegar sighed deeply and walked downstairs.
"Rhaega, when did you come back?"
As they walked, Jenny's voice of surprise came from behind.
Rhaegar glanced back and responded: "Just came back."
"Is the Stepstone Islands stable?"
Janey smiled brightly and said, "Rhaenyra returned to Dragonstone yesterday. You came back just in time."
Rhaegar was in a bad mood and said goodbye: "I still have something to do, so let's go first."
Jenny still wanted to stop him, but Rhaegar left without looking back.
Looking at his lonely back, Jenny tilted her head and murmured: "Why do you look so worried?"
She was sensitive and noticed Rhaegar's abnormality.
…
back yard
Before he knew it, Rhaegar came to the thick weirwood tree.
"We must quickly raise an armed force."
Rhaegar had a headache, thinking about where to get a group of supporters.
"Prince, we meet again."
A familiar voice came from the side.
Rhaegar cast his gaze away.
In the pavilion not far away, Larisse was sitting on the fence, maintaining a fake smile on his lips.
"Laris, what's the matter with you?" Rhaegar asked frankly.
Laris smiled and walked out of the pavilion holding his scepter.
As he walked, he said: "You know, people who have difficulty walking are more likely to seek information."
Rega's eyes were dim and unclear, thinking of his ability to gather information and make plans.
Laris limped forward and bowed humbly: "Maybe I can help you solve your problem."
"Tell me." Rhaegar rolled his eyes.
"The king hates war and will never support your decision."
Laris said the preface and continued: "If you want to decide the outcome in a battle, dragons are as indispensable as soldiers and horses."
"I only have one dragon and very few soldiers."
Rhaegar didn't hide anything and told the truth.
He doesn't care about the military power of the Stepstone Islands.
There were only a few thousand soldiers, not as many as the Blackwood and Bracken families on the battlefield.
It's okay to stay on the Stone Steps Islands, but attacking the Three Women National Cup will be useless.
Larisse said with a smile: "King's Landing is a big dye vat, and there are countless behemoths hidden in the vat."
He had something to say, waiting for Rhaegar to ask him for advice.
Rega made a look that meant he could continue, but did not speak.
A person like Larris, who has a profound knowledge of the world, cannot be too obedient to him.
Easy to backfire.
Laris choked for a moment, and his voice was filled with helplessness: "Princess Rhaenyra, she has an armed force that is not inferior to yours."
"A royal fleet?" Rhaegar frowned.
That fleet was supported by taxes from Dragonstone.
More than a dozen warships and more than a thousand people.
"More than that." Laris smiled mysteriously: "King's Landing has two thousand gold robes, and the commander is my brother Harwin."
"so what?"
"My brother has sworn allegiance to the princess, and it has never changed over the years."
After saying these words, Laris tapped his scepter with his fingers happily.
Rhaegar stared at him for a while, silent.
Swish——
Suddenly, the dragon claw was pulled out, and the sword edge touched Laris' neck.
Lei Jia said with a cold expression: "I can hear provocation in your words."
The golden robes are King's Landing's garrison, how can they be tampered with?
Harwin was transferred to the Riverlands, and he also learned about it from Menas.
Larisse said this.
Or he was trying to drive a wedge between him and Rhaenyra.
Or he wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife and get rid of Harwin.
With the sword on his side, Larisse's smile froze, and his heart beat wildly: "Prince, this is an idea."
"A bad idea."
Rhaegar denied it.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't trust Laris.
This guy has a dark mind and is related to Alisson.
Raising the dragon's claw, the cold sword back patted Laris's cheek, and Rhaegar spoke lightly: "It seems that for Lord Leonor's sake, I won't argue with you this time."
Sheathing the sword, he turned around and said, "I'll show off next time when I think about it clearly."
The cool feeling still remained on his face. Laris stretched out his hand to touch it and asked, "Prince, where are you going?"
Rhaegar: "Dragonstone!"
…
The morning sun is gradually rising.
A dark dragon shadow appeared over Dragonstone Island.
"landing."
The order was given, and Glutton landed on the cliff at the edge of the castle.
Rhaegar dismounted from the dragon's back and entered the castle to find Rhaenyra.
Just entered the castle gate.
"Rega, why are you here?"
Rhaenyra stood at the handrail of the stairs on the second floor, her eyes bright.
She just returned to Dragonstone yesterday.
Unexpectedly, Rhaegar came the next day.
Rhaenyra was delighted with the hospitality.
Rhaegar told what happened.
…
In the evening, dusk comes.
The siblings cuddled together, sitting on the outdoor balcony, admiring the beautiful scenery of the coastline.
Rhaenyra arched her head in his arms and said in a soft voice: "Rhaeja, you should be more calm. Counterattack is too dangerous."
"I have to go."
Rhaegar looked at the red sun and seemed to feel the violent temperature.
Rhaenyra raised her head and said hesitantly: "You are alone and weak. The royal fleet is under the orders of my father and I cannot mobilize it."
"fine."
Rhaegar shook his head.
Rhaenyra tightened her grip on his sleeves and gritted her teeth: "I will ride on Sylax to help you."
It was the only help she could offer.
Rhaegar held her hand instead and warned: "You have to stay. Without me, you are still the heir."
"Rhaegar! What nonsense are you talking about?"
Rhaenyra's face changed instantly and she said angrily: "Stop the counterattack and admit your mistake to your father."
"I'm just making an analogy."
With a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, Rhaegar said sarcastically: "One of us must always accompany our father. You can't take risks."
"I won't allow you to take risks either!" Rhaenyra's eyes widened.
Wave~
Rega poked his head and chuckled: "Sister, you should support me."
"I just want to give you a good fix."
Rhaenyra's cheeks were slightly drunk, and she scolded mercilessly.
Rega let go of his hand, stood up, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be afraid, I have a complete plan, although it is a bit risky."
"gone."
While going downstairs, Rhaegar warned: "I have arranged a maid for you, she will arrive later."
Finished.
Rhaegar ignored Rhaenyra's shouts and headed straight to the east coast of Dragonstone.
He needs a strong helper
…
Dusk.
The fire clouds were connected one after another, rendering the sky a fiery red.
Even in the evening, the sweltering heat of midsummer still makes people sweat profusely.
call--
The dark dragon shadow flashed past, and a cool breeze swept across it.
Rhaegar returned to King's Landing.
Not a change of decision.
But mobilize troops.
Enter the dragon's lair.
Rhaegar summoned Menas and ordered: "Take all the dragon guards away. There are ships waiting at the port."
There was no way to raise troops and horses.
Long Wei is the last family member.
Menas accepted the task and hurriedly called for someone.
At this time.
The dragon's lair door opens.
"Rhaega, you are indeed here."
A pleasant female voice came.
Suddenly looking back.
Jenny came in a hurry, worry flashing in her eyes.
