Chapter 38 Father and daughter quarrel

Rhaenyra strode closer and said aggressively: "She said Rhaegar was injured. What happened?"

Viserys said dissatisfied: "Rhaenyra, is this the way you treat your father and the king?"

Rhaenyra was speechless for a moment and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I'm just worried about Rhaegar's condition."

"Rhaegar is in very bad condition. He has extensive burns on his body. The Grand Maester says he will probably not survive."

Viserys spoke out what the Grand Maester had said about him.

But he didn't think so.

Rhaegar was in good spirits when communicating with him, and did not look like he was about to die soon.

Viserys believed that it was the Seven Gods who protected his eldest son.

Rhaenyra, who didn't know what was going on, was stunned by his words.

He was stunned and speechless, almost falling down.

She is just such a sibling, the closest relative her mother gave her with her life.

"How could it be... Rhaegar was fine this morning... No way..."

Rhaenyra muttered to herself in confusion, unable to believe the bad news she heard.

She couldn't accept this.

"Where is Rhaegar? I need to see him!"

It took Rhaenyra a while to come to her senses, eager to see Rhaegar.

Viserys sneered and said: "So you still care about your younger brother. I thought your heart was all taken away by that bastard Daemon?"

"What are you talking about, that Uncle Damon has stolen my heart?"

Rhaenyra subconsciously retorted and continued to ask: "I want to see Rhaegar, my brother needs me."

"No, he doesn't need anyone, he just needs to lie in bed quietly to recover!"

Viserys refused without mercy.

He already knew everything about what happened in the dragon's lair today, including the conversation between Rhaenyra and Daemon.

He was keenly aware that Daemon seemed to covet Rhaenyra.

His own brother seduced his own daughter for power, which was something Viserys would never allow.

He must nip mistakes before they happen.

Seeing her father being so tough, Rhaenyra didn't know why and could only choose to relent.

Worried: "Father, I am Rega's sister. You should at least tell me why Rega suffered?"

Viserys made no secret of this, and told him frankly why.

Rhaenyra exclaimed: "Rhaegar went to tame the Dreamfire alone. Is he crazy?"

Dragons are known to be cantankerous creatures.

Female dragons like Meng Huo, who have been imprisoned all year round, are even more outstanding.

Rhaenyra tried to tame dragons step by step with the help of the dragonflies when she was young.

To break into a dragon's lair and tame a lonely adult dragon is simply to seek death.

Every year on Dragonstone, one or two young men with ancient Valyrian blood secretly try to tame wild dragons.

In the last scene, most of them were burned to ashes or swallowed by wild dragons.

Few people survive under the dragon's flames.

Rhaenyra felt unspeakably uncomfortable at the thought that Rhaegar might be burned badly by the dragon's flames.

If she had not refused Rhaegar's request to fly on a dragon, she might not have put him in danger.

Seeing his daughter's remorse, Viserys softened and was no longer prepared to continue to scare her.

He sighed and said: "Lega is very lucky. He was just burned by the dragon flame. He needs to recover for a while. I think there will be no big problem."

"That's good, as long as Rega's life is not in danger!"

Rhaenyra breathed a sigh of relief, her heart in her throat falling back into her stomach.

The killing rod began to show results, and Viserys placed it on the stone sculpture, intending to reveal its true purpose.

"Rhaenayla, do you have someone you like, someone you admire each other?"

As a father, Viserys felt slightly embarrassed when he said this.

For the sake of the future of a pair of children, I bite the bullet and ask questions.

The topic changed so quickly that Rhaenyra didn't turn around for a moment and asked suspiciously: "Why do you ask this? Is there another adult who proposes marriage to you?"

"Ahem, of course not."

Viserys coughed to cover up his embarrassment and spoke eloquently: "I think you have reached the age of engagement. If there is someone you really like, you can tell me."

"No, most of the men I see are a bunch of idiots, and a few smart ones are too self-righteous."

Rhaenyra's expression turned disgusting to the naked eye, complaining about the men who spread their wings in front of her.

Viserys rubbed his brows and hesitated: "What would you think if I chose a marriage partner for you who meets the requirements in all aspects to get engaged?"

"Father, we agreed not to mention this matter until the end of the tournament."

Rhaenyra was very resistant to the urge to marry.

Viserys said quickly: "You should listen to the candidate, it may satisfy you."

"It's up to you. You can't escape those families anyway."

Rhaenyra turned around angrily, not wanting to face her father at this moment.

Losing his daughter's gaze, Viserys felt less stressed and blurted out: "What do you think of Rhaegar?"

Rhaenyra stiffened, turned around with difficulty, and said with a look of disbelief: "Rhaegar? He is only 6 years old, and our relationship..."

As she spoke, Rhaenyra's eyes rose with anger, and she asked loudly: "You are willing to sacrifice my marriage for the Iron Throne, and now you plan to use it even Rhaegar!?"

Viserys was also aroused and raised his voice: "What do you mean by sacrificing your marriage? As a royal princess, marriage is your duty."

"Even as a king, I can't escape this!"

Rhaenyra was unconvinced: "If you want to get married, go alone. I don't like those scavenging vultures, and I won't allow you to have Rhaegar's idea!"

"Rhaenayla! Do you know what stupid things you are saying?"

Viserys stood up, pointed at his daughter and said angrily: "You are the princess of the kingdom and the heir to the Iron Throne. Because of your status, you enjoy the most noble honor in the entire continent besides me."

"But now, look how selfish you are!"

"You only care about enjoying the rights that your identity brings you, and you are not willing to sacrifice your identity for it!"

Viserys glared at Rhaenyra with wide eyes and asked, "Is this the sense of duty of being the heir to the Iron Throne?"

Rhaenyra gritted her silver teeth and would never give in: "Power is not about compromising with others, everything you want must be achieved by yourself."

"What have you achieved? Apart from being the heir, what else do you have to be proud of?"

Viserys asked sharply.

Rhaenyra smiled miserably and said indifferently: "This is what you want to say buried in your heart, right?"

"You also think I shouldn't usurp the title of heir?"

"You have sons now, Aegon, Aemond..."

"Especially now that Rhaegar is back in good health, you no longer need a girl to be your heir."

Viserys immediately denied: "No! I admit that I have wavered sometimes, but I still recognize you as my heir at this moment."

"Female heirs are deviant. If you don't choose a partner with a strong background, it will be difficult to secure the Iron Throne in the future."

"I know you don't want to marry the sons of princes and nobles who you don't like, so he would be a good choice."

"He is pure in nature and has Targaryen blood. His identity will also help you consolidate your power."

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