MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day-Chapter 266 Dimon's unauthorized actions

Chapter 266 Damon’s unauthorized actions

Walking into the castle, the stone hall was empty and lit with several bonfires.

Stepping on the soft carpet, Rhaegar watched the two women approaching with their servants.

“Cousin, come and wipe away the rain, don’t catch a cold.”

 Lannar was wrapped in a blanket and called the servants to bring towels and shawls.

Beside her, a mature woman with curly black hair had a beautiful face and said politely: "It is a great honor to welcome all princes and princesses to Storm's End."

Rhaegar had never seen this lady before and looked at Rhaenyra inquiringly.

Renee tightened her cloak, stepped forward and said regretfully: "We are here for the late Duke of Beaumonde, Lady Elena."

Elena said gently: "I have seen Targaryen's sincerity, and please be prepared to take a warm bath to avoid catching a cold."

 “Thank you, ma’am.”

　　Bolos did not come to greet him, which was a discourteous act.

Wet all over, but can't see people.

The banquet was about to begin, and Lady Elena arrived late. She apologized: "I just greeted the Dondarrion family in Darkport. I hope I'm not late."

Rhaegar smoothed the ends of his wet hair, exchanged polite greetings, and asked bluntly: "Where is Lord Bolos? Why don't you see him?"

Rhaegar was confused and did not see the sea smoke appear.

 She gave reasonable reasons to dispel the dissatisfaction of all the princes and princesses.

Elena Cullen, born in the Cullen family of Nightsong City, is located in the Dorne Frontier, southwest of the Stormlands.

While everyone was chatting, some guests were welcomed into the castle. Lady Elena stepped forward to thank them in an orderly manner.

 After washing up, Rhaegar walked out of the bathroom and found his brothers and sisters.

 His father passed away. The grief of losing his loved ones and the excitement of the leap in power made him unable to control himself, and he was a little unable to control his emotions well.

 She touched her belly with one hand and explained carefully: "There are no outsiders at the banquet. Lord Bolos is here especially for your family and mine."

 Speaking, he bent his bloated belly and gave a fake salute.

Rhaenyra thanked Rhaegar and quietly informed Rhaegar of his identity.

 …

Rhaenys was wearing a corset dress and stood in front of the wine cabinet, looking displeased at the shouting Bolos.

 “Haha.” Aegon grunted and sat down on the chair.

 While chatting and walking, they soon came to the hall where the banquet was being held.

 She was married to Boros Baratheon. She was not famous in her early years and is now the Duchess of Storm's End.

The bearded Bolos sat in the main seat with a golden sword and was irritably scolding the servants.

 After that, he ignored this guy and sat next to Rhaenyra.

As if aware of being stared at, Bolos patted the corner of his clothes and stood up, raising his chin proudly: "The Baratheon family thanks you and your family for visiting, Your Highness."

“My husband is entertaining Lord Corlys and Princess Rhaenys to pay homage to his late father-in-law.”

 The Rhaegar brothers kept up the pace and glanced at Boros who stopped noisy.

Had the other person not been her cousin, she would have given him a slap in the face.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra came hand in hand and said hello with a smile: "Aunt, Lord Corlys."

 “Aren’t Cousin Daemon and Lannino here?”

Bolos looked a little uneasy. He sat on the main seat arrogantly and yelled at the top of his voice for the servants to bring the dishes.

Mrs. Elena has a magnetic voice and responds to questions calmly.

 Lanner hesitated and said complainingly: "Damon will come later, and Lannino was asked by him to patrol the Stepstone Islands."

Rega glanced at him but said nothing. He put his hand on Bolos's shoulder and said calmly: "A moment of silence for your father."

After all, he came here for a memorial ceremony. Rhaegar was not too picky and walked up the stairs under the leadership of his attendants.

Rhaenys tasted the red wine and shared it with her husband and two nieces.

Rhaegar said the scene and took the initiative to hug his enthusiastic aunt.

Opposite him, Corliss looked calm and rubbed his chin.

Lannar waited for a long time, gathered her cousins ​​together, and went to the hall above Storm's End Castle to attend the banquet.

 He was venting his dissatisfaction in this way.

Seeing her nephew and niece arriving, Rhaenys raised a smile, held a bottle of good wine and stepped forward: "I didn't expect you all to come. It's really a surprise for me."

 Corakxiu was still injured, and Daemon had no dragon to control. Most of the patrols were led by Laninor and Aegon in rotation.

“The Duke of Beaumonde has done a great job, and my father repeatedly insisted that we all be there.”

Rhaenys hugged her nephew and niece in turn, took the hands of Rhaenyra and Helena, strode to the dining table, and said: "Boros is a rough man, don't be offended by a place that doesn't provide good hospitality. It's hard for you to come here in the rain. "

 “No, sit down quickly.”

 The banquet officially began.

Rhaegar enjoyed the dishes carefully selected by Rhaenyra, looked at Corlys with a smile, and said naturally: "Lord Corlys, I heard that you recently made a big deal with the prince of Pentos?"

Colliss’s expression remained unchanged, he held a piece of steak on his fork and said calmly: “The spices and wine in Pantos are good.”

 “I have been to Pantos, and the local customs and customs are quite acceptable.”

Lega had something to say, but did not make it clear, and took the initiative to drop the topic.

The Sea Serpent has been dormant for three years, and its ties with the Free Trade Cities have become increasingly close.

 He had to pay attention.

 Collis did not answer the call, and instead chatted with Bolos, telling some strange things.

 The atmosphere of the banquet was a bit cold, but fortunately, Mrs. Elena and Lanner were walking around, laughing and joking with the female family members.

Aegon ignored these voices, took a sip of wine, and thought to himself: "Daemon didn't come, otherwise he would look good."

Although he was taught a lesson by his good uncle last time, he didn't think he could beat him.

The loss was purely due to Damon's sneak attack first, and he didn't have time to parry.

 …

 Bloodstone Island.

The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds billowing with water vapor, and it looked like a storm was about to come.

On the blue sea, warships sailed one after another, heading towards the channel near the land of disputes.

On the waterway, several cargo ships flying the flag of the Three Women Country sailed.

 Woooooo—

On a remote island, the watchman in the watchtower blew the horn, which spread for several miles.

"What's going on? Be more vigilant!" The mercenaries on the cargo ship immediately became vigilant and ran out of the cabin to guard the deck.

 “Hiss…”

Suddenly, a sharp dragon roar sounded, and the light gray dragon soared over, spraying out a mouthful of dragon flame.

Boom—

 The cargo ship was hit by dragon flames, and its mast suddenly broke, igniting a fire and knocking down a group of mercenaries.

 “It’s a dragon, retreat quickly!”

The mercenary leader was shocked, and he didn't expect that a giant dragon would attack him.

Just when the cargo ship was about to turn around and escape, warships approached from the distant sea, with three red dragon flags hanging on the masts.

Dai Meng, who was wearing pitch-black armor and had a face as cold as frost, was as gloomy as the weather. He stared at several cargo ships with eager eyes.

With a swish sound, he pulled out the long sword from his waist, ordered the archers to draw their bows and prepare, and shouted loudly: "Attack, leave no one behind!"

 Swish swish swish…

 A sharp arrow was shot out, and the arrow ignited flames, which rained down on the cargo ship like dense raindrops.

Amidst a hoarse scream, several cargo ships burst into flames, and the mercenaries were thrown into disarray.

 “Hiss…”

Lanino rode Haiyan back in a roundabout way, shouting wildly: "Dragon Flame!"

 In an instant, a one-sided and crushing naval battle suddenly broke out.

The warship kept approaching, the collision angle fiercely broke the hull of the cargo ship, and chains were thrown out to fix the ship.

 Wearing a helmet with two ears and dragon wings, Daemon jumped to the deck of the cargo ship along the collision angle like a gust of wind, displaying his superb martial arts.

Damon cut down the mercenaries one by one without mercy, his eyes were very cold.

 After a long time, the war ended.

 The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and threw the corpses of the mercenaries into the sea to feed the fish.

“Sir, please forgive me, I’m just a businessman…”

The cargo merchant who was on board the ship knelt down to beg for mercy. He was stabbed in the neck with a knife and died with full reluctance.

Damon took off his helmet, leaned on the railing of the deck, and received a piece of letter from the raven.

After reading it carefully, he grinned and stepped on the corpse under his feet with satisfaction.

 The ink pad on the letter paper is branded with the coat of arms of Volantis.

 Tearing up the letter, Damon walked to the cabin and kicked open the door.

"ah!…"

"Do not kill me…"

 In the hold of the ship, in addition to wooden boxes filled with cargo, there were also a group of ragged slaves imprisoned.

Damon glanced at it, called his adjutant, and said indifferently: "Stay the slave girl, and deal with the rest."

 “Yes, Your Highness.”

The adjutant walked into the cabin with a cold face and a sword in hand.

Not long after, there was a shrill scream.

Daemon ignored it completely and directed the soldiers to search for the goods and carry them to the warship.

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 Sea smoke flies in from afar, and its wings beat out the cold wind.

Lanino, who was on the dragon's back, looked troubled and hesitated: "Is it really necessary to rob the ships of the Three Women Kingdom?"

 Three Women’s Kingdom is also divided into hawks and doves.

Hawks who advocated aggression have fallen into disuse, and doves with moderate methods are now in power.

The friction between the two sides remains, but they both maintain their sanity.

 Maliciously plundering the other party's cargo ships can easily cause violent backlash.

Damon looked calm and said matter-of-factly: "If the Three Women Kingdom can plunder our ships, so can I."

Lannino was not used to this kind of iron-blooded approach, so he changed his voice and said, "Lannar asked you to go to Storm's End to attend the funeral. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

 “No need, I can go where I want to go without the dragon.”

Damon wiped the blood stains from his sword on the clothes of a corpse, and traced the corners of his lips: "We just happened to seize a batch of property, and I took a boat to carry the gifts to the appointment."

 …

 Three days later, a funeral was held at Storm's End.

The sky was a little dark, and a wooden platform as high as one person was piled in the center of the vestibule to hold the body of Duke Beaumonde.

Rhaegar sent a bouquet of flowers and bowed his head in silence.

 After him, Bolos and a group of guests paid homage in turn, sending bouquets of flowers and eulogies.

Looking at his father’s remains with his eyes closed, Bolos’s eyes were red and swollen, and he held the hands of his wife and daughters to hold back the sadness.

Rhaenys comforted softly: "Boros, let uncle leave safely."

Boros nodded heavily, let go of his wife and daughter's clasped hands, walked step by step in front of Rhaegar in black attire, and solemnly said: "Please, Your Highness."

 “Sorrow.”

Rhaegar persuaded and turned to look at the glutton at the city gate.

According to the Duke of Beaumonde's last will and testament, he hoped to be cremated like his wife.

Rhaegar communicated with Glutton and spoke in High Valyrian: "Glutton, dragonfire!"

 “Hiss…”

Glutton held his wings on the floor of the vestibule, walked slowly to the pile of wood, raised his neck high, and accurately sprayed out a mouthful of green dragon flames.

 In the dragon flames, the body was quickly burned.

 Piles of dry wood intensified the fire, and the scorching flames engulfed the dead, leaving only the scattered ashes of the living.

 “Hiss!”

 “Hiss…”

As the glutton roared, the dragons Dreamfire and Syrax raised their heads and neighed, and the dragon's roar resounded throughout Storm's End.

 The guests who came to attend the funeral lifted their hearts when hearing the sound and recited the eulogy devoutly.

 In the vestibule, several giant dragons with different scales roared, which greatly shocked the guests present.

 Clearly feel the dominance of the Targaryen family.

 (End of this chapter)