Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 4

Chapter 4 A letter of request for help from the Stepstone Islands

The next day.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the Red Castle, and the servants begin their busy day.

After eating a sumptuous meal of milk and bread as usual, Rhaegar and Rhaenyra went straight to the Council Hall.

The servants and knights did not dare to block the road, and it was unobstructed.

Enter the grand council hall, which is very lively.

King Viserys, who was in his thirties, was smiling broadly and was communicating cordially with several ministers.

Viserys was known to be a tolerant and merciful king.

When facing anyone, he will smile all over his face.

"Rhaenyra, we were discussing the Kingswood Hunt, and you came just in time."

Rhaenyra walked into the hall calmly, instantly catching Viserys' attention and inviting her to join the discussion.

“Father, do you still remember me?”

Rhaegar held his sister's hand and looked at his father with melancholy eyes.

“Oh, Rhaegar, why is your sister taking you around?”

Looking at the thin figure at the door, Viserys' eyes widened and he stood up immediately the next second.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

The king left his seat, and the other ministers quickly raised their buttocks and greeted Rhaegar.

After all, Rhaegar was also the eldest son of the king.

Handborn with the privilege of being respected by ministers.

Had the frail little prince not fallen into a coma at birth, Rhaenyra would not have been the heir.

Looking around at the ministers, Rhaegar raised his hand to indicate that they did not need to be polite and showed a gentle smile.

This scene made the ministers slightly dazed.

I have to say that in terms of image alone, Prince Rhaegar seems to be carved out of the same mold as King Viserys.

Calm down, kind…

Rhaenyra held her brother's hand and said as they walked: "Yesterday was Rhaegar's birthday. None of us were there. He wanted to come and meet his father."

Viserys was moved when he heard what he said. He walked quickly to the siblings, knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, son. As a king, you always have a lot of work to do. I hope you don't blame me."

Rhaegar and Viserys looked at each other level, with smiles still on their faces. He secretly glanced at Rhaenyra, who was pretending to be angry, and said softly:

"It doesn't matter, how can I blame my king? I just want to see my father as a son."

Since you use your status as king to escape your responsibilities.

Then I can also use my identity as a son to pummel your conscience.

As expected, Viserys was slightly startled, with a look of guilt on his face.

He lowered his head slightly and reached out to touch Rega's pale face, with a complicated expression: "You have grown up, you really look like your mother."

"Perhaps, I just hope that my father will not forget me and leave me behind during my lifetime."

Rhaegar's voice was lost, and he continued to pursue Viserys' broken heart.

He is no longer a three-year-old child.

A few kind words can get everyone going.

He is 6 years old and knows what words to say and what effects to create.

Viserys only felt his palms trembling slightly, and especially noticed the eldest son's thin, pale face, as if his heart was being struck by a hammer.

Taking a deep breath, Viserys stood up, picked up Rhaegar, and sat back on the king's throne.

He rubbed his silver hair and said, "You have never taken the initiative to see me. As a father who has failed in his duty, can I make up for it for you?"

While speaking, Viserys glanced at Rhaenyra calmly.

I want to see what medicines the siblings sell in their gourds.

Rhaegar shook his head slightly and leaned into his father's arms: "No."

Hunters who talk too much are often wrong. The hunter who strikes first will only become the prey.

Viserys smiled, looked at Rhaenyra, and asked, "Why didn't I know that the relationship between your siblings is so good?"

“He is my brother, closer than Aegon.” Rhaenyra choked out unceremoniously.

Viserys's smile faltered and he stopped talking to his daughter who was covered in thorns.

He looked at the ministers again, showed the magnanimity of a king, and said calmly: "Rega is specially authorized to listen to political affairs today. Where did we discuss it before?"

"There is no harm in the prince hearing about some small things." Linman Bisbury, the finance minister and treasury controller, agreed.

Rhaegar looked at the other party.

He is an old man with black and white hair and a kind appearance.

Noticing his gaze, Lin Man nodded to him kindly, and seemed to be easy to get along with.

Rhaegar smiled back.

The interlude between the two people was quickly passed over, and Leonor Strong, who was the Hand of the King, brought the discussion back to the original track.

“Your Majesty, this royal forest hunting will be scheduled in two days. The itinerary and cost...”

This fat King's Hand has an ordinary appearance, but his attitude is very serious when reporting work, and he meticulously explains the needs of the royal forest for hunting.

After he finished speaking, Viserys thought for a moment and agreed with the other party's plan.

Since the queen's father, former Hand of the King Otto Hightower, resigned, Lord Leonor has been King Viserys's most effective assistant.

He is strict and self-disciplined in his work and does not act in personal interests. He is very respected by Viserys.

Rhaegar listened to their discussion silently, shook Viserys' arm, and asked in a low voice: "Kingswood Hunting sounds cool, can I go?"

Since his birth, he has never left the Red Keep.

I really want to go out and see the outside world.

Viserys also thought of this and looked troubled.

The eldest son was so weak that the trek to the Kingswood would probably kill him.

Viserys looked at Rhaenyra with a look of help in her eyes.

“I think the plan formulated by Lord Leonor is very good and I have no objections.”

Rhaenyra pretended not to see it and communicated with the ministers.

She is the heir to the Iron Throne. Although her father Viserys does not give her any decision-making power, seconding and praising are indispensable etiquette.

Failed to get his daughter's help, Viserys was slightly embarrassed and said: "I also want to take you to the Kingswood for hunting, but..."

“Aegon will go too, why can't I?” Rhaegar pretended to be confused.

“Because of your body, I don't want anything bad to happen to you.”

“No, I want to go. My health is slowly improving and there will be no accidents.”

Rhaegar was determined to go: "Even if there is danger, I should look at the scenery outside and not be locked in a cage like a little bird."

“That's protection.”

Viserys looked serious and did not let go.

Rhaenyra spoke up at the right time: "Our family will go hunting in the Kingswood, and Rhaegar cannot be left alone in the Red Keep."

Viserys looked at Rhaenyra displeased.

Rhaenyra puffed up her **** and looked at her unconvinced.

When the father and daughter were facing each other, Rhaegar pulled on Viserys's sleeve and said pitifully, "Please, father, I really want to go."

“Oh, God, you always give me a hard time.”

Viserys beat the table in annoyance, but finally gave in to a pair of children.

He warned: "I can take you with me when I go hunting in the Kingswood, but you have to promise me that you will be honest and obedient and not run around with Rhaenyra."

“No problem, I promise.”

Rhaegar agreed without even thinking about it.

At this moment, a man hurriedly walked in at the door of the hall, speaking urgently.

“Your Majesty, there is a request for help from the Stepstone Islands, you may want to read it!”

　　Viserys was a man of indecision.

　　　Greeting everyone with a smile, full of flattery.

He strives to please everyone. Even if he is exhausted, he cannot shake people's pursuit of power.

No one can please anyone.

As Damon said, the only person who really hurt him was his weakness.

Now, in this book, someone will protect Wei Yi.

(End of this chapter)

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