Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 655

Chapter 655 Winterfell

Chaotou Island.

Spice town, port.

Colliss looked gloomily as he inspected the anchored fleet over and over again.

After the war, the ships were somewhat damaged.

At this time, the shipwright is working hard to repair it.

“Collis, you are here.”

Rhaenys walked briskly with a helpless smile on her face.

“I was supposed to be at your nephew's royal council.”

Colliss's voice was flat, mixed with strong sarcasm.

Being defeated by Dimon, who had always disliked him, made him feel humiliated.

“You are still like a child, and it is beneath your dignity to look down.”

Rhaenys heard the rumors and came to see her troubled husband.

“I'm not sad.”

Collis turned his head away and frowned unconsciously.

It turns out that anger cannot be concealed.

Rhaenys shook her head and laughed: "Losing to Daemon made you lose face?"

“I am the man who lost to the Targaryen.”

Colliss became angry when he mentioned it, and said angrily: "A group of guys who are crossing rivers and burning bridges, there is no trust at all."

Whether Daemon or Rhaegar, including Viserys who is retired.

They are all wary of him.

“That's because you are acting too aggressively.”

Rhaenyra crossed her arms and leaned on the gallows carrying goods. She said calmly, "You should restrain your temper."

No one likes someone who is arrogant and conceited.

“You think I have a bad temper?”

Colliss immediately turned back, his eyes full of surprise.

He doesn't like to hear his wife say this.

“I mean, you should turn your attention elsewhere.”

Rhaenys changed the topic wittily and chuckled: "You are old now. You should think carefully about the children."

“It seems you think I'm old too.”

A trace of loneliness flashed in Corliss's eyes, and then he hugged his wife generously, his broad chest close to the beautiful face that never seemed to age.

Beautiful, generous, noble…

This was the thought that came to his mind when he saw his wife for the first time.

Even though she is aging now and has faint tail lines at the corners of her eyes, she is still the uncrowned queen who rides the dragon and the wind.

Rhaenys smiled and patted her husband's chest.

She likes arrogant men, so she chose the most arrogant sea snake, Corliss.

Of course, the premise is to have arrogant capital.

“What do you mean by what you just said? Didn't I put my family first?”

Colliss soothed his soul and pretended to be calm: "Lannino brought back the poor wife of a commoner back to Climax City, as well as the mute girl."

“I'm not talking about them.”

Rhaenys raised an eyebrow.

I don't know if it was the blessing of the gods.

After Lanino lost his memory, he returned to his normal orientation.

Married a fisherman's daughter on Tas Island and gave birth to a mute daughter with brown hair mixed with silver blond hair.

After returning to Chaotou Island, Lanino couldn't wait to offer to take his wife and daughter home.

Colliss is the richest and most powerful noble in the Seven Kingdoms, so he naturally looks down on a commoner girl who takes advantage of the situation.

Especially that girl is not light and has a pure country style.

I wanted to treat her as a mistress, and my granddaughter is also an illegitimate daughter.

At that time, if the son is remarried to a noble daughter, he can still give birth to offspring with noble blood.

However, Lanino had a deep affection for his wife and repeatedly begged to take his wife and daughter back according to official treatment.

　　In his later years, he lost his son and his daughter, and even later in life, his son came back.

Collis could not refuse his son, so he reluctantly agreed to accept a commoner daughter-in-law.

“Who else, let alone ask me to arrange a princely engagement for my mute granddaughter?”

Colliss looked away and asked half-jokingly.

He doesn't have that much face.

The young king was too lazy to deal with an old guy whose foot belonged to the Mermaid King.

“It's Rhaena.”

Rhaenys looked serious and sighed: "Corliss, you know what I mean. That child has been trained as the heir of Tidehead Island for so many years, but now he is hiding in King's Landing and unwilling to come back."

“There is only one Chaotou Island.”

Colliss responded silently.

The inheritance rights of a son always take precedence over that of a granddaughter.

“Then compensate her.”

Rhaenys had a clear goal and clarified the facts: "Rhaena is legally the stepdaughter of Laninor, and she is the next heir to the Tidal Head Island."

Hearing this, Corliss said in a deep voice: "Lanino knows how to taste women. His wife is so plump that she can always give birth to a son."

He has endured even the stain of his bloodline.

It is not too much for a male heir to inherit the burden of Chaotou Island.

“I beg to differ.”

Rhaenys turned cold, pushed her husband away and took a step back.

Colliss was stunned when he saw this, and slapped his forehead in annoyance.

His wife was his daughter and he was disqualified from inheriting the Iron Throne. He was his staunchest supporter back then.

At one point, he raised the banner of equal rights between men and women advocated by his mother-in-law, Queen Alexa.

Corliss hesitated for a moment and said before he could finish his sentence: "Give me a moment, Rhaenys."

He needs an adaptation process.

When you don't have a son, you don't care about anything except this. When you have a son, everything except this is trouble.

The world is impermanent.

Rhaenys' eyes were sharp and she said solemnly: “Now, bring Rhaenia back from King's Landing, and don't chill the child's heart.”

Colliss was silent.

“Then, prepare the ship.”

Collis raised his eyes, a little confused.

“The reason why House Velaryon is as prosperous as it is today is because your ancestors were willing to follow the exile Aenar out of ancient Valyria.”

Rhaenys seemed to be enveloped in a glow of wisdom at this moment, and reminded: "Now that the continent of Essos has the land of Rhaegar the Conqueror, you should follow closely."

After a while, the wife's figure gradually faded away.

Collis gathered his thoughts and turned to look at the pile of shipwrights at the dock.

Adam lowered his head and polished the tools seriously.

“Sir.” Aelin took off his old clothes and accompanied his brother to carry a basket of fish and shrimp.

Before the Battle of the Basilisk Islands, Baerron stayed in Volantis to garrison, and the temporary council he formed was useless.

Eling was the first mate of a main fleet. After the war, he was promoted to captain of the auxiliary fleet.

Collis felt inexplicably agitated when he saw the two brothers.

That is the anxiety caused by guilt in the heart of pride.

“Come on, Erin.”

Colliss waved his hand and called for the young man who was most comfortable with it.

“What are your orders, sir?”

Aelin put down the basket and wiped his hands clean on his clothes.

Colliss looked up and down, and showed the majesty of the lord: "You will lead a large ship to bring Rhaena back, and arrange a task for your brother by the way."

“What is it?”

As soon as he heard that his brother who had been sitting on the bench was going to be revived, Erling suddenly smiled.

Collis tilted his head slightly, not wanting to see those expectant purple eyes, and said in a low voice: "The golden wilderness on the other side of the strait is waiting to be developed. Ask Adam to cultivate a piece of fertile land there."

The boy in front of me is handsome, tall, and energetic, just like he was when he was young.

Lanino was raised by aristocrats, and developed a bias when he was young. His personality was more gentle and gentle than that of his daughter's family.

With that delicate face that is not inferior to her sister Lanner, she is even more aristocratic than an aristocratic girl.

In comparison, Adam and Aelin, who were born as illegitimate children, are not as eager to be first.

“Yes, my lord.”

Erin smiled broadly and kept his rules: "I would tell Adam to give it his all."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the street vendors where Rhaenys had just left without leaving any trace.

Different from Adam who was blind to what was going on outside the window, he was better at observing the environment.

The North, Winterfell.

The white snow falls, and the towering castle stands.

In the vast wolf forest, the weirwood trees with lush red leaves stand out and cover a crystal clear spring.

“Responsibility means sacrifice.”

"Responsibility trumps everything, even blood ties..."

“The North holds a great responsibility to the Seven Kingdoms, a responsibility older than any oath…”

Under the weirwood trees, Duke Cregan, wearing a pitch-black leather jacket, looked solemn and recited the traditional declaration word by word.

He took out black and white stones from the burlap bag.

Many strong young people gathered in a circle and took out their own stones from the sack one by one.

Some people are white, with tense faces and relaxed faces.

Some people were black, and their already solemn expressions became more solemn.

Cregan's eyes swept over them one by one, and his big hand with calloused knuckles patted the shoulder of the young man who pulled out the black stone.

The man had black hair and black eyes, and had a standard long face of the Stark family.

“Are you all going?”

A voice sounded from the side, dull and filled with confusion.

Berlon frowned and looked around at every northern man present.

“Since the time of the ancestors, we have been the guardians of the kingdom, resisting the cold and darkness.”

Cregen lowered his head, his black eyes extremely serious: "According to ancient tradition, when winter comes, one of every ten boys in our family will be selected to become a night watchman."

“This is not punishment, but honor.”

Speak softly and speak forcefully.

Berron listened carefully and became more and more admired for the Duke of the North, whom he had been with for a few days.

Perhaps only those who combine gentleness and bravery, and use their rationality and charisma to the extreme, can rule the people of the North whose blood is not cold even in the cold winter.

Only such a person can be considered as the same generation as his father.

“Next, don't stop drawing.”

Cregen looked away and looked at each young man waiting for his fate to be decided.

Berron watched quietly, exhaling a sigh of relief.

“Quack, quack, quack…”

The shrill cry of the raven accompanies the girl's steps on the snow.

Cregen turned around and raised his hand as a dark raven landed on his arm.

　　Take off the letter box from the crow's leg and read the contents of the letter.

Beier tightened her black robe and asked in surprise: "Benilla, why don't you stay in the castle?"

The silver-haired girl in a red skirt and black jacket walked to the wolf forest, and a layer of snowflakes fell on the fluff on her shoulders.

“I couldn't wait any longer, so I followed the raven.”

Benila sniffed, her face flushed unnaturally: "The bachelor said that moving more will help recover from the cold."

The two came to the northern border for a few days.

Have a concrete understanding of the coldness in the north.

The melodious dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a cold wind mixed with snow blew up in the corner of the wolf forest.

A rough old dragon with moss-colored scales stood up from the forest, its back shaking as it shook off the frost and snow, and its vertical pupils showed a hint of weariness.

“It's complaining too.”

Berron took a breath of hot air and rubbed his hands: "The dragon is not adapted to the cold climate."

“Ulagas has given you a lot of respect.”

Benila's voice was hoarse and she said helplessly: "I don't know where Yuewu is hiding."

The young dragon couldn't stand the severe cold and consciously looked for a warm place to build a nest.

“Your Majesty.”

As he was speaking, Kraken suddenly spoke.

“But which noble castle was crushed by the wind and snow?”

Berron asked carefully and was not surprised by this.

This is a cold winter that sweeps across the entire northern region, burying the earth in July, causing every household to save food and clothing.

“It's a savage!”

With a cautious look on his face, Cregen handed the letter to the crown prince: "The savages are wandering outside the Great Wall of Despair and have the intention of launching a large-scale attack."

Counting this time, the Great Wall has been attacked three times.

The Night's Watch suffered heavy losses.

This was partly a matter of following tradition and partly a matter of providing men for the night's watch.

The meeting to draw people to become night watchmen has just been held in Wolf Forest.

“But we haven't gone through the entire northern border yet.”

Berron understood what the other party meant and was prepared.

“The Great Wall is more important.”

Cregan could not refuse, and Feng Xing said resolutely: "The selection of the new Night Watchmen has been completed, and we will set off for the Great Wall tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)

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