Chapter 7 Bent-footed Larisse

"The kingdom is not at war. My father is still negotiating."

Rhaenyra lost her smile and rebutted the old woman's harsh words.

Another old woman spoke: "Although the king refuses to admit it, the war has begun, and it is all because of your uncle and the sea snake."

"How have you served your country lately, Mrs. Redwine?"

Rhaenyra completely lost her patience. She looked disdainfully at the pug eating biscuits in the other person’s arms and asked, "Do you rely on biscuits?"

The naked sarcasm was spoken, and the scene fell into silence.

fell into silence.

"Pfft~"

Suddenly, an uncontrollable laughter sounded, which was particularly harsh in the quiet atmosphere.

Mrs. Redwin's expression was ugly. She looked at the silver-haired boy who was trying to suppress his laughter and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, is this the prince?"

Rhaenyra didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned and walked away.

Leave this old woman with a cool back view.

Rhaegar couldn't suppress his smile. He stood in front of these ladies and introduced them generously: "My name is Rhaegar, Rhaegar Targaryen!"

"Viserys I is my father and I am his eldest son."

After saying that, he looked at Mrs. Redwin and asked, "Forgive me for being frail and sick since I was a child and rarely appearing in front of others. I wonder if this Mrs. Biscuit has any impression of my name?"

"Pfft~"

Once again, someone couldn't hold back their laughter.

Rhaegar turned his head and saw a thin man with brown curly hair.

Surprisingly, the man sat among the women.

It is also the gathering point for a group of tongue-tied women.

The other person held a cane in his hand. Rhaegar looked down and found a strange shoe.

He is a disabled person with one foot deformity.

Feeling the look in his eyes, the man nodded politely and introduced himself: "Larry Strong, say hello to His Highness the Prince."

Rhaegar responded politely and asked curiously: "Who are you, Lord Leonor?"

"It's my father, and I'm his youngest son."

Laris shrunk his deformed foot and answered the prince's question.

"Your father is a good minister that everyone knows."

After a simple courtesy, Rhaegar stopped paying attention and turned his attention to Mrs. Redwine again.

"The Kingdom of Three Women invaded the kingdom's territory, plundered the passing ships, and sold the people loyal to my father."

"My uncle Daemon did start the war privately, but he did it to protect his brother's kingdom and fulfill the responsibilities of a Targaryen prince."

Rega paused slightly, glanced at Mrs. Gilla who spoke first, and said righteously:

"It's not that we initiated the war, but that the Three Women's Kingdom went too far and challenged the authority of Targaryen rule."

"I believe it won't be long before my father will make up his mind, bear the doubt of participating in the war, and send troops to defeat the crab-feeding foreign invader."

"Moreover, the king and ministers are working hard on the kingdom's government affairs, so there is no need for this biscuit-loving lady to worry."

When the impassioned speech came to an end, Rhaegar focused on Mrs. Redwine, who was holding her pug.

Deepen her bond with cookies.

After hearing his words, the expressions of the ladies who had just crowded around Rhaenyra changed again and again.

It was like being slapped in public.

Allison stared at him in surprise, as if meeting him for the first time.

No one could have imagined that a 6-year-old child could say such a thing.

Mrs. Redwine, in particular, was deeply humiliated.

But I don’t know how to defend myself.

"Queen Allison, you should discipline the king's children."

He threw the pug on the ground, picked up his skirt stained with biscuit crumbs, and left angrily.

He was still mumbling curse words.

"Haha, it seems that my speech is too immature and cannot resonate with you."

Rhaegar kept smiling, caressing his slightly panting chest, raised his hand and bowed before leaving.

No time to chat with a bunch of short-sighted, long-tongued women.

He had to find his sister.

Insecure adolescent girls are easily sentimental.

Need his comfort.

Not long after he walked out of the camp, there were uncoordinated footsteps behind him.

Rhaegar turned around and saw Laris holding a cane.

"Sir Larisse, don't you like the gossip of ladies too?"

Rhaegar asked doubtfully.

Larisse said implicitly: "No, I like to hear all kinds of news."

"That is?"

Rhaegar looked at him strangely.

Laris bent down, lowering Rhaegar's field of vision as much as possible, and smiled a bit to please: "I came here specially to see you, Your Highness."

Rega nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Laris said: "I heard that the king's eldest son, the prince, has been living in the palace because of his health?"

"That's right, my mother had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to me, and there was a risk of dying at any time before I was 6 years old."

Rhaegar bluntly wanted to see what he was up to.

"Thank you to the Seven Gods. Even though your prince is frail and sick, you still can't hide your amazing talents. You are really lucky for the kingdom."

Larisse exaggerated the praise.

Rega gradually became impatient and said calmly: "In the years when there is no running and playing, just read more books."

"Oh, what books does Your Highness like?"

"Some history books, reading history can make people wise and learn from the experiences of their ancestors."

Rhaegar lost interest in conversation and said bluntly: "History reminds future generations to protect their honor and stay away from people with ulterior motives."

Then turned and left.

Larisse leaned on his cane and looked at his back with a smile, his eyes meaningful.

"An interesting little prince, the waves are coming one after another, but it's not time to go ashore."

…

Saying goodbye to the bad guy, Rhaegar continued to look for his sister.

After searching for a long time, no one was seen.

This made him wonder if the blow was too great. Rhaenyra hid in a corner and secretly dropped the pearl alone.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

Walking between the bonfire and the fruit plate, a steady voice stopped him.

Rhaegar looked around and saw a white knight wearing silver armor and white robes.

Under the helmet is a ponytail, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a thick beard.

He had seen the face of the White Knight.

And you can see two at a time.

Among the king's Kingsguard, there are a pair of twin brothers.

Brother Ilik Kagel.

Brother Alec Kagel.

The two brothers had extraordinary skills and righteous hearts, so they were elected to the Kingsguard together.

"Sir Ilic, do you have a problem with me?"

Rega was holding a bunch of red grapes and looked at the other party curiously.

Being called by his name accurately, Ilic was slightly startled and seemed a little flattered.

He is so similar to his younger brother Alec that except for people who have been together for many years, few people can tell the difference between the two brothers.

Calling someone by the wrong name is also common.

Ilic took a few steps forward and saluted respectfully: "The king is looking for you."

"Okay, lead the way."

Rega was very cooperative, but Ilic hesitated slightly and reminded: "Your Highness, the king and the princess just had a quarrel, and they were not in a good mood."

"A quarrel? What's the reason?"

Ignore the problem of Rhaenyra returning to the camp and her journey in vain.

Rhaegar first looked for the cause of the quarrel.

"I dare not say anything more about the princess's marriage."

Ilic acted openly and aboveboard and did not want to talk about the family affairs of the king and his daughter.

However, one person was mentioned proactively.

Jason Lannister.

Duke of the West, Lord of Casterly Rock, Guardian of the West...

In short, a lot of random nicknames.

Rhaegar didn't react for a moment.

It was only after Ilic reminded me that I figured out the situation.

This guy is Tyran Lannister's biological brother.