Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day - Chapter 660
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The night is getting darker.
Red Fort, Guest Room.
A candle burned on the table, dispelling the daunting darkness.
“Your grandfather was Baelon the Brave, one of the boldest knights in the Seven Kingdoms.”
“If we can really trace our ancestors back, the richness of our bloodline will not be inferior to that of Lei Jia.”
A lazy voice sounded, Old God Damon was talking, and his dark eyes were particularly deep.
“…”
After a moment of silence, Damon leaned back on his chair and said calmly: “The boy wants to take you to the North. Have you made a decision?”
His eyes squinted slightly, showing a hint of inquiry.
Seems to be confirming something.
As far as the eye can see, Benilla is standing by the fireplace, lighting the pile of firewood.
Click!
The flint collides and rubs out sparks.
When the firewood burned little by little, the fire light dissipated the dampness and coldness in the room.
“I have no intention of doing that.”
Benila spoke calmly and stood up to sort out the messy books on the bookcase.
Those were my father’s recreational items.
Picking up a book at random, the cover said “The True History of the Ancient Dragon King”.
Damon glanced at it and said without leaving any trace: “That is the only copy from the Pentos Library. Your mother packed it in her luggage. We were really harmonious at first.”
Hearing this, Benila stopped her movements and slowly closed her eyes.
Bang!
The books hit the cabinet heavily, knocking off a layer of old dust that was not often cleaned.
Benila opened her eyes and asked with a cold face: “What exactly do you want to ask? Don’t use my mother as bait.”
The death of her mother on the delivery bed was always a thorn in her heart.
If it weren’t for the inseparable bond between father and daughter, they would have completely stayed away from each other.
Damon’s expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly and logically: “Bellon is young and frivolous, and is in need of a virtuous wife to accompany him.”
As he spoke, those sharp eyes like an eagle stared at the eldest daughter.
“Your fiancé just died!”
Benila looked ugly and said unreasonably: “Do you think I will find a boy who is a few years younger than me, then calmly forget about the past and compete with my two little sisters?”
Speaking of Eamonn who was in distress, his stable emotions gradually spiraled out of control.
“I’m sorry.” Damon was silent for a while before holding back this sentence.
But listening to this tone, there is a sense of relief.
“I won’t go to the North. Just say no to my cousin.”
Benila felt tired, turned around and continued to clean up the room.
I really don’t feel like talking anymore.
Damonti poured wine from the cup, feeling a little bored: “It’s all a debt to children. As a king, you have to be cautious in everything.”
“…”
Benila turned a deaf ear and picked up the feather duster to dust the dust vigorously.
Damon curled his lips, having no doubt that the eldest daughter thought the bookcase was her.
“You shouldn’t be in King’s Landing.”
Damon suddenly said something, and then thought about it and added: “It’s time to go to the wilderness of Essos, ride on your dragon, wear a black costume, and fly around in circles unscrupulously.”
Benila has a fiery temper and was born to be on the dragon’s back.
Look at what it looks like now.
Wearing a red skirt that didn’t match her skin tone, her short silver-gold hair was combed up, and she was holding a feather duster in her hand.
Just like a maid serving the Red Fort.
Damon complained while drinking, and he seemed to be a nagging old man over fifty years old.
But he has an unruly and stern face, and his lean body is full of strength.
No real age is apparent at all.
“Don’t you think you’re being noisy?”
The more Benila listened, the darker her face became, and she frowned because she couldn’t bear it.
If it weren’t for his filial piety, I would have thrown a feather duster into his mouth.
“Haha, let’s say something useful.”
Damon smiled wildly and suddenly said seriously: “Then the boy wants you to go to the north with him. Have you made a decision?”
Benila’s breath shortened, and her fiery figure was ups and downs.
Repeated question, Alzheimer’s disease!
“Stop talking nonsense, you should go there.”
Damon tapped his fingers on the desk and emphasized: “There is danger hidden in the north of the North. You have to go there in person and bring me the most authentic news.”
Benila was confused: “Why do you all pay so much attention to the North?”
When the North was mentioned, even Bellon had a solemn expression.
“You’ll know later.”
Damon returned to his lazy demeanor and added: “I don’t know what’s best. I’ve encountered something.”
“I can go to the North, what else?”
Benila knew she had no right to refuse, and wanted to satisfy her aroused curiosity.
“Look around and experience the local customs.”
Damon leaned back and said carelessly, “Just go out and relax, don’t bore yourself.”
“Are you concerned about me?”
Benila frowned.
“Stop being so self-indulgent.”
Damon scoffed.
Benila was silent for a moment, standing by the hearth to warm herself.
To be fair, she’s been in a very unstable mood lately.
I wanted to go across the strait to look for Eamonn, but I was afraid that I would actually find a mutilated body.
Uncle Colanino could come back alive, and she firmly believed that Eamonn might have a chance.
After a while, Damon was lying on the chair and almost asleep when he heard his daughter’s door open.
He didn’t move, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Benila opened the door and glanced back at her father who was pretending to sleep.
“Haha~”
He sneered in his heart and stepped out of the room.
“It’s good to go out and walk around.”
A second before the door closed, the magnetic voice spoke again.
…
The next day.
King’s Landing, Dragon’s Lair.
“Roar——”
A moss-colored behemoth flew out of the bronze gate, flapped a pair of creamy yellow dragon wings and rose into the sky.
The old dragon circled around King’s Landing and flew to the valley along the dragon gate.
Under the huge shadow, another light green young dragon soared at low altitude, hanging tightly behind the old dragon.
The two giant dragons, one big and one small, are like the moss covering the earth and the tall pines and cypresses.
Red Fort, conference hall.
Rhaegar leaned against the window edge, looking sideways at the two giant dragons flying away.
“You got your wish.”
Dimon circled around the conference table and moved away the first chair from the lower left, which represented the Prime Minister.
The chair is engraved with a pattern of a hand holding a key, symbolizing the hand of the king.
“You make it sound like I’m thinking about your daughter?”
The eldest brother Lei Jia was reluctant and curled his lips and said, “If it weren’t for the inability of family members to be deployed, the two children wouldn’t be able to take the lead.”
“As long as you can bear it.”
Daemon responded absently, staring at the chair.
The good nephew dared to send his eldest son as the heir to the north, and he also dared to release his wild and untamed daughter.
“Uncle, the family still has to look for opportunities from outside.”
Rhaegar became serious and thought deeply: “The Golden Fields need to be developed. The annual food production is enough to feed half of Westeros.”
“Who will be sent this time?”
Damon withdrew his gaze and participated with interest.
“I’ll go myself.”
Rhaegar didn’t trust anyone and said seriously: “Before that, choose a prime minister to take care of the government affairs for me.”
“oh?”
Damon narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.
…
In mid-July, the temperature did not drop.
King’s Landing.
Hundreds of large ships are moored at the Mud Gate, flying the flags of nobles from all over the world.
The king chooses his prime minister, and big news spreads like wildfire.
Many nobles who think they have good qualifications want to come and have a try.
Red Keep, Throne Hall.
“Your Majesty, the stone materials in the Storm Land are suddenly at a premium of two levels. The funds we have prepared may need to be increased.”
Jaspi reported his work slowly with a serious look.
As soon as you open your mouth, you are taking gold from the treasury.
Lin Man listened in confusion, his ears suddenly tingling.
Someone wants to pick his pocket?
“Lord Lin Man, how much more money can the treasury allocate?”
On the Iron Throne, Rhaegar looked calm.
Lin Man lost his composure and frowned: “Your Majesty, the treasury is not inexhaustible. There is something wrong with the stones in Stormland.”
The king used it to build the prince’s palace and paid the workers wages. It was already very kind.
Dare you ask for extra money for consumables?
“You just don’t care about my old bones.”
Lin Man was indignant and targeted the guy who made this point.
Lei Jia’s eyes flickered and his voice gradually became louder: “Master Iron Rod, do you think what Master Lin Man said is reasonable?”
“Your Majesty, the situation in Stormland is special.”
Jaspie hesitated for a moment and said the excuse he had prepared.
“Both are lands governed by kings, what’s the difference?”
Lin Man seemed to have been given a shot of blood as he asked aggressively.
“Well……”
Jaspie was stunned for a moment, hesitating and unable to speak.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, secretly thinking that this old guy had taken some medicine today.
Lin Man scratched his neck, his desire to fight rising.
If you want to take money out of his pocket, no way!
Rhaegar watched patiently, looking at Jaspie with a playful look.
Otherwise, Lin Man could have been a veteran of three dynasties, holding on to his posts as Minister of Wealth and Treasurer.
Such a loyal and pedantic old stingy is best suited to look after the money bag.
Even if you are old and confused, your professionalism will not be confused.
“Your Majesty, I have done my duty to the best of my ability.”
Jaspi looked disappointed and made it clear: “I built the prince’s palace according to your wishes, just to take over the heavy responsibility of the Prime Minister.”
There is hard work even if there is no credit.
A black line appeared on Rhaegar’s forehead, and he said scornfully: “The position of prime minister has not been decided yet. Lord Iron Rod has such great ambitions.”
As he spoke, he looked towards the side of the hall.
The three brothers Aegon, Aemond, and Daeron stood together, next to each other in different postures, poking and cooing to watch the fun.
On the other side, the imperial ministers headed by Sea Snake lined up in a row.
“He’s looking at you.”
Aegon put his hands in front of his lower abdomen in a cowardly manner and brought them close to the ears of his second son.
Aemond pushed him away with undisguised disgust and moved forward.
“Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is related to the country. It is more important to choose someone you trust.”
Aemond held his head high and his one eye showed the determination to win.
He also wants to elect the Prime Minister.
The hard study of the past ten years is just for today.
Rhaegar held his chin with one hand, his eyes flashing in thought.
It seems that I really have to consider whether Aemond can do it.
“Your Majesty, Prince Aemond is still too young.”
Jaspie was the first to become anxious and retorted: “Elites should be selected from the Royal Council rather than nepotism.”
“Master Iron Rod is right.”
Before Rhaegar could speak, Corliss took over the conversation and walked out of the queue with his tall body.
“Lord Corliss, what do you have to say?”
Rega’s voice was calm, his eyes moving back and forth between the three of them.
Corliss’s eyes were sharp and he said solemnly: “Compared to the previous two Prime Ministers, my qualifications and abilities are not inferior. I am also the richest family in the seven countries. I have invited myself to receive this honor.”
Only the position of Prime Minister is worthy of his current status.
The king is moving toward peace, and it’s time for House Velaryon to catch up.
Strive for more say for Chaotou Island and Lanino.
“Lord Collis, please be patient.”
Damon, who was standing sideways in the team, spoke easily, narrowing his eyes with a smile.
Collis turned his head and said in disbelief: “Damon, you are also running for the Prime Minister?”
The two are old enemies, and they know what the other is going to do.
However, Damon’s qualifications and resume, even attending the meeting in front of the emperor was assisted by his wife.
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