Chapter 560: To go or to stay
Time flies and midsummer is coming.
King's Landing, Mud Gate.
The thick city gates were open, and the people stepped on the moss on the ground, carrying fruits, vegetables and fish to set up stalls and shouting.
The seven kingdoms were unified and there was peace for several years.
The living standards of the people have improved significantly, just like the strong smell of fish filling the air.
At noon.
The fisherman picked up his net bag and packed it up early to go home.
The traders became more and more enthusiastic and surrounded the pier on three levels inside and three outside.
"Hiss-"
Suddenly, a roar as muffled as a bell sounded, and waves rippled in Blackwater Bay.
Accompanied by this, a huge fleet sailed into the bay, stretching as far as the eye could see.
"Quiet, glutton!"
The giant dragon as black as coal slowly flew over the city wall, and a familiar voice came from mid-air.
The traders raised their heads one after another and looked at the giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun.
"Hiss!"
"Hiss..."
Two giant dragons suddenly burst into view, circling around the dark dragon and flying into the city.
"Syrax."
Someone grinned and recognized Her Majesty the Queen's golden beast.
Most of them are admiring the cobalt blue dragon, and they are accustomed to praising the dragon's beauty.
The Targaryen dynasty has ruled for more than a hundred years, and the people have gradually developed a habit of respecting the dragon.
Treat yourself as a god, but don't panic.
Suddenly, there was a dull and orderly drum beat.
Dong dong dong...
The fleet occupies the route of Blackwater Bay, and the blue seahorse flag hangs high, demonstrating its ancient and noble qualities.
"Hiss-"
The glutton seemed to be on purpose, hovering over King's Landing and roaring, drowning out all sounds.
Rhaegar smiled lightly and opened his arms calmly.
I accidentally glanced down and saw a large ship moored in the harbor flying the flag of the Crowned Stag.
"Treasure ship from Storm's End?"
Rhaegar raised his eyebrows and had some concerns in his mind.
…
Red Fort.
"Congratulations on your victory, Your Majesty."
The imperial council headed by Leonor personally greeted him, and the people in front of the gate were excited.
"The Seven Gods bless you, don't you?"
Rhaegar smiled, returning to the court after several months.
Not long after, they entered Maegor's Tower.
Rhaegar walked at the front, looking around the familiar castle, trying to find any trace of Daemon.
The good uncle returned to Westeros for half a month, and I don’t know if he chose to escape.
Just like the time she attacked him, she kidnapped Lanner and ran away to the Free Trade City.
Or give up the title of Lady Leia and the King of the Narrow Sea.
He always makes mistakes and habitually avoids mistakes.
"His Majesty."
Leonor's fat face trembled, and he followed in small steps.
Seeing his nervous eyes, Rega immediately realized something was wrong: "What's going on?"
"It concerns Daemon and Prince Aemond."
Leonor looked embarrassed and reminded in a low voice: "Ms. Cassandra of Storm's End passed away, and there are rumors in Flea Bottom that Daemon was behind it."
Rhaegar's eyes flashed and he asked: "Where is Damon?"
He had long known about the news of Cassandra's death, but he didn't expect it to cause much repercussions.
"I returned to King's Landing half a month ago and had a private conversation with the old king."
Leonor said suspiciously: "It seems that a cold war broke out between the two. Damon lives in the brothel in Flea Bottom."
"Didn't leave?" Rhaegar said in surprise.
Leonor smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's very similar to more than ten years ago. One of them got angry and the other got into a flea hole and lived happily."
Rhaegar nodded slightly, suddenly unable to understand the feelings between his father and Daemon.
It seems more complicated than I thought.
"By the way, there is one more big thing."
"I said it once."
"Forgive me."
Leonor looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, and whispered: "Miss Malice visited King's Landing. Lady Jeyne of the Valley and Lady Margaery of the Tyrell family sent ravens at the same time to propose a visit."
"In what name?"
Rhaegar's mind was racing, wondering about the purpose of the three women.
Once Cassandra died, Malice was the legitimate heir to Storm's End.
It is normal for a new person to visit King's Landing to ease relations with the royal family.
But it was unusual for two women to come together.
Leonor spread his hands and said helplessly: "The news that you broke the evil slavery in Slaver's Bay spread to the seven countries, and all three of them came to celebrate."
Rhaegar had a headache when he heard it, and asked hurriedly: "How long are the other two far away?"
"Taking into account road factors, the journey on both sides takes about half a month."
Leonor looked apologetic and said, "The Grand Bachelor also received the raven half a month ago."
The meaning is obvious, it's almost there.
"Seven Hells!"
Rhaegar's expression fell, and he walked forward with a dull head: "I'll see my father first, and then I'll find Damon. The rest of them will be gone."
"Miss Malice has arrived at the dock."
"Ask Rhaenyra to entertain. This is also the queen's duty."
"But……"
Leonor stood at the foot of the stairs in shock, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
After a while, he sighed helplessly.
When she turned around, Rhaenyra was standing behind her, accompanied by the sea snakes, Aegon and others who were traveling with her.
Aegon was recovering from his injuries, and his head drooped.
Sunfire was seriously injured and stayed in Meereen to recuperate.
We took a boat ride all the way back and actually got seasick.
Leonor looked at the number of people, and his eyes stayed on the silver-haired woman supporting Aegon.
Diana's face was covered with a veil, and her hands were wrapped around Aegon's arms, like an obedient sheep.
"Slow down, I'm dizzy."
Aegon looked weak and rested his head on the other person's arms.
Leonor tilted his head and was dumbfounded.
…
The king's palace.
Lei Jia came in a hurry and expressed bad luck about the new news.
His harem is large enough and the political factors are complicated enough.
Three women visited King's Landing, wondering what they were holding back.
But don’t seek marriage at your doorstep.
The three younger brothers are all married and can't stand it.
squeak——
He stopped the two white knights and saluted and opened the palace door.
Rega looked around, still seeing the familiar layout, and the smell of the soup had changed.
"Ahem~~"
A violent coughing sound could be heard from the bedroom through a layer of bead curtains.
"Father."
Rega's nerves tightened and he quickly walked into the bedroom.
The medicinal flavor of the soup becomes stronger and stronger, mixed with the pungent incense.
Viserys sat on the bedside, his face turned pale and he gasped, "Rhaegar, you are back."
He looked at the eldest son up and down, but couldn't see any injuries.
Rega poured a glass of warm water and handed it over, caring: "I'm fine, have you been feeling unwell lately?"
"No, I just feel sleepy occasionally."
Viserys, who was otherwise in poor health, showed an angry look: "Damon and Aemond are in the same room, right?"
Rhaegar remained silent, not daring to look into his father's eyes.
"I knew it, these two bastards!"
Viserys' anger surged and he said angrily: "One failed to assassinate his unborn cousin, and the other attempted to murder his nephew's fiancée. There are really two of them."
Why don't each of them take a mouthful of horse urine and choke the two beasts to death?
"What do you think?" Rhaegar crossed his fingers and asked patiently.
He was too soft on his flesh and blood relatives.
My father is a master at pretending to be confused, so he must have an idea.
"Rhaegar, you are king now."
Viserys looked solemn and said: "My ruling career is less than one-tenth of the wonderful."
Hearing this, Rhaegar was completely silent.
My father is no longer the king.
In other words, his thoughts no longer mattered.
"I……"
Rhaegar opened his mouth, seeming to have something in mind.
Viserys interrupted first and warned: "Don't kill your relatives, they are still loyal to you."
Rega was stunned for a moment and smiled complicatedly: "Of course."
"Sorry, kid."
Viserys held the hand of his eldest son and said guiltily: "Don't bear the blood of your loved ones. It will shake the peace of Targaryen."
Once a murder occurs, it will intensify.
Rega just smiled and agreed: "I understand, waste also has the value of reuse."
…
Dusk.
A figure in black robes slipped out of the secret passage of King's Landing and headed towards Flea Bottom with his head lowered.
Soon, it became dark.
The Man in Black enters Flea Bottom, looking for a brightly lit brothel.
"Sir, the person you are looking for."
An orphan dressed in rags came out and pointed to a three-story stone building.
Seeing the longing look on the orphan's face, Rega threw out a golden dragon coin: "Take it, don't get robbed."
Compared to years ago, the environment at Flea Bottom has improved a lot.
But the existence of orphans is as inevitable as feces and urine on the street.
Rhaegar sighed and walked into the brothel with his head down.
Entering from the main door, the hall was in a mess, and the naked bodies looked like white fish.
"guest,"
An old and lustful old bustard walked over, his eyes could draw away a person's soul.
Rhaegar glanced at him and whispered: "No need to entertain, I'm looking for Damon."
After saying that, he avoided the hesitant looking madam and walked straight to the second floor.
Rhaegar walked quickly, as if he had been chased by a dog.
There is no way, the old bustard is also an acquaintance to some extent.
His two younger brothers had their virginity taken away by this charming old madam.
Aemond, in particular, was obsessed with him.
…
The second floor of the brothel.
As soon as Rhaegar boarded, he saw a group of half-dressed prostitutes gathered around a private room.
"Oh Ha……"
There is no need to listen carefully, the sound of panting during intercourse can be heard.
Rhaegar's face turned slightly dark, he suppressed the smell of cheap perfume and squeezed through the door curtain where prostitutes were watching.
At this time, Damon was naked and panting while riding.
As soon as Rhaegar entered, the prostitute who was enjoying herself was startled and screamed and climbed out of bed.
Immediately, the first eye-catching scene was staged.
Pull out the radish and bring out the mud.
Rhaegar was defenseless and his vision went dark.
quite a while,
Damon was sweating profusely. He sat on the window sill and took a sip of wine. He said sarcastically: "You never enter places like this."
"Why, Rhaenyra won't let you go to bed?"
Halfway through the work, I was very angry.
Rhaegar walked to the bed, and just as he was about to sit down, he raised his buttocks
Hearing the other party's sarcasm, his eyes changed slightly and he smiled slightly: "Say it again and I will pull out your tongue."
Damon was startled and stared at the change in his nephew's demeanor carefully. He said calmly: "What did my brother say to you?"
"He said I was a king."
Lei Jia's eyes were calm and he said calmly: "There is no need to consider his feelings."
Damon's heart skipped a beat, trying to figure out the meaning behind his words.
He and his brother met half a month ago, and a quarrel naturally broke out.
The other party did not know that he was fighting with his one-eyed nephew Long Du, and accused him of murdering Cassandra.
The argument was so intense that half of the Red Keep could hear it.
But Damon was not afraid, but felt nostalgic.
The two brothers hadn't had such a quarrel in a long time, and it was probably an emotional exchange.
"Damon, I'll give you two choices."
Rhaegar interrupted his thoughts and said coldly: "Stay in King's Landing and be the prince of your capital."
Daemon's face turned cold when he heard this. How could he agree to such a request?
"Or..."
A dark flash flashed in Rhaegar's eyes, and he continued: "Get out of Westeros, never return to the family, and never see any member again."
"You want to expel me!?"
Daemon's forehead was throbbing with veins, directly hitting the bottom line.
Rhaegar had a blank expression and did not allow for rebuttal: "Go or stay?"
He was not a father, willing to clean up the mess for Daemon.
Since the other party is ambitious, it is better to let him go.
With Lannar and the Velaryon family neutral, it will be difficult for the other party to stir up trouble.
