MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day-Chapter 324 King's Landing Reform

Chapter 324: King’s Landing Reform

Wearing a gorgeous green dress and a graceful figure, Allison then walked out.

Viserys looked good and supported his wife with a smile on his face, and the couple walked hand in hand.

 After them, headed by Leonor, Hand of the King, several royal ministers got off the car one after another.

 “Oh oh~”

Rhaegar raised his eyebrows and strode forward to greet him.

 “Rhaegar, you bad boy, you know you’re back.” Viserys complained longingly.

Rhaegar smiled and asked, "Father, do you plan to ride a dragon on a journey?"

Wormisor has been released, but it cannot be just for fun.

Viserys straightened his fine clothes, gently put his arm around his wife's waist, and said proudly: "I was invited by Count Willis of Maiden Town, and I decided to take Allison to the Qiongqi Fountain at the last minute."

"Hot springs?"

Viserys looked pleased, patted his eldest son on the shoulder, and suddenly said: "Don't always wear a black robe. You are the heir apparent of a country, so you should dress more appropriately."

Rhaegar was a little embarrassed. He turned his head to look at some of the royal ministers. Leonor and others were all silent.

"As I said before, you are solely responsible." Viserys didn't care and could only encourage him.

Allison looked bitter and whispered: "Viserys, I don't really want to ride a dragon."

Viserys smiled, waved his hand and said: "Okay, you go about your business, it's your father's turn to enjoy life."

 “Tyla, come out for a moment.”

Rhaegar put his hands behind his back and said unaccustomedly: "Father, you don't have to worry so much."

 It’s just that I’m lazy and my black robe is easier to take care of.

The maid respectfully said: "Prince, a set of clothes has been prepared in the Lun Palace."

“Father, you know I have a lot to deal with. If you weren’t here...”

Rhaegar took off his black robe and put on a black gown with silver accessories. His short silver-gold lop-eared hair was smoothed back and tied into a low ponytail with a hairband.

Looking at my father carefully, I saw that his complexion had improved, and his face was filled with joy.

Viserys was very satisfied and boasted unabashedly: "Look at my child, he is much more handsome than my proud and complacent brother."

Having said this, there is no sense of disobedience in the noble charm displayed in every move.

Hold Allison's waist and strode towards Wormisor.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and could only admire him: "Aunt Rhaenys is so quick to strike."

Rhaegar frowned slightly: "It is related to the defense of King's Landing and the reform of the Imperial Council."

“Of course, your aunt was called the Uncrowned Queen back then, and her name was much louder than mine.”

 Allison turned his head and shouted softly, and a tall maid walked out of the wheel palace.

 Speechless, just looking at it makes me feel happy.

 The cause of Bolos's death could not be found, and Mrs. Elena left it to her father, Royce Cullen, to deal with it.

I thought there would be some trouble at Storm's End, and I didn't want it to be solved quietly.

Viserys was extremely happy when he mentioned this and explained: "I have reached an agreement with your Aunt Rhaenys and sent Aemond to lead a team to **** the Four Storms back to Storm's End. She will help with the heir and marriage."

Since having Rhaegar, he understood why the elders of Westeros were so obsessed with having a handsome and wise heir.

Rhaegar was surprised and followed the maid into the Wheel Palace.

Viserys laughed and laughed at himself, not forgetting to warn: "I will set off immediately and try to soak in the hot springs in the evening. You will have full control of the Royal Council and King's Landing."

 Speaking, he looked down at his wife.

 Viserys comforted her softly, regardless of whether his wife refused, and carried two plump **** onto the dragon's back.

 “Stop talking nonsense, the crown prince must behave like a crown prince. You must know that a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle.”

The originally somewhat stooped back was straightened, the long silver-gold hair was styled into a shawl, the beard was cleanly shaved, and the whole person looked energetic.

Viserys waved his hand to interrupt, and said sternly: "During the two days I am gone, no matter what happens in King's Landing, you have the final say, not to mention that you can't manage it."

“Don’t be afraid, Wormisor has installed a saddle, so there will be no danger.”

He already knew about Meros, so he took his wife on a trip this time to confide in each other.

Rhaegar glanced at the approaching ministers and questioned: "Lord Boros is dead, and Storm's End still needs you to come forward to solve the problem."

He looked good in anything he wore, as Rhaenyra herself had proven.

Her idea coincided with that of Rhaenys, the dragon prince. The two vigorous and resolute women took direct control of Storm's End and waited for the newly engaged couple to return.

A few minutes later.

The key issue is the marriage between the Targaryen and Baratheon families, and the support for the eldest daughter Cassandra to inherit the territory and title of Storm's End.

 “Hiss!”

“Rhaegar, you are my eldest son and the regent of the kingdom.”

“They will all help you, you have to get familiar with them in advance.”

With everything ready, Wormisor roared, flapped his broad brown wings and soared into the sky.

　　Viserys’ cheerful laughter could still be heard vaguely.

 With the dragon, the temperament that used to be depressed becomes much more cheerful.

Rhaegar had a black line on his forehead, looked at Leonor and the others, and joked: "It seems that I will be ten years away from ascending the Iron Throne."

Linman looked kindly and agreed: "This is a good thing. I heard from the bachelor that the cuts on the king's body are no longer inflamed and ulcerated. Applying some painkillers daily is enough."

 “That’s right.” Rhaegar smiled slightly.

 He speculated that his father's dragon training would help his body recover, but he didn't expect the effect to be so remarkable.

 Perhaps, it is also related to the change of mentality.

Leonor spoke at the right time: "Prince, we should also set off. The men you dispatched from Harrenhal are already waiting at the Dragon Gate."

“Okay, let’s set off.” Rhaegar nodded and noticed Aemond and the Four Storms out of the corner of his eye.

 Thought for a while and asked: "Aemond, the four Baratheon ladies are feeling unwell. Do you want to take the Wheel Palace back to the Red Keep first?"

When his name was called, Aemond said casually: "No, Sir Stephen of the Kingsguard will come to pick us up in a moment."

Rhaegar glanced at Cassandra, who was pale and was being held up by her sisters from fainting, and said softly: "Are you sure?"

Four Storms are Targaryen's guests and candidates for marriage. Alison is not in King's Landing, and Aemond is responsible for hosting them.

Aemond ignored Cassandra's discomfort and said matter-of-factly: "No problem, I will entertain them."

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into this boy's eyes.

The two brothers looked at each other. Aemond was calm and composed, unable to find anything wrong with him.

After a while, Rhaegar withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Be careful, if there is an accident, go to the Dragon Cave Scholar Menas."

 After saying that, he took the lead in boarding the Lun Palace and left with a group of imperial ministers.

Watching the Wheel Palace go away, Aemond calmly turned around and looked at the four storms huddled together.

Ma Lishan hugged her eldest sister Cassandra and whispered: "We should go with His Highness Rhaegar."

 “I told you, Sir Stephen will be here soon.”

 Aemond’s voice was calm.

Ma Lishan gritted her teeth secretly and patted her eldest sister on the back, hoping to make her feel better.

They have lost the second prince Aegon as a candidate for marriage, and they cannot offend the third prince Aemond, who has more potential.

 Daughters of big families have long accepted the fate of marriage.

Emond squatted on the ground, holding his chin in his hands and said: "Take a good rest now, there is another big news waiting for you."

 “What news?” Ma Lishan asked doubtfully.

She guessed that Aemond had chosen one of the sisters to be betrothed to.

Eamond shook his head and wrote lightly: "Believe me, you don't want to know, just enjoy a moment of peace and quiet."

 …

The Wheel Palace drove out of Rhaenys Hills and followed the street in a straight line. The towering dragon gate soon appeared in front of us.

The city gate is carved with giant dragons soaring, and the solid wooden gate wrapped in iron is opened enough for two carriages to travel side by side.

　　唰唰…

Outside the city gate, a group of soldiers with black helmets and black armor, holding spears and round shields, slowly walked in.

Looking at the appearance alone, they are indistinguishable from the Unsullied, the slave soldiers of Astapor.

The black-armored soldiers were divided into several square formations and walked into the city gate in an orderly manner. At a glance, it was estimated that there were thousands of them.

In front of the soldiers, three tall horses led the way, carrying three young men dressed in different clothes.

 The Wheel Palace stopped on the side of the street. Rega opened the curtains and admired it silently.

“Prince, is this the Dauntless you trained after the Unsullied?” Otto sat up straight.

Rhaegar nodded lightly: "This is the first batch, and there are still two thousand people left to garrison at Harrenhal."

Having stayed at Harrenhal for three years, he did not just repair the house.

Harrenhal occupies a large area of ​​fertile land in the Riverlands. He selected thousands of boys aged 13 to 16 from the civilians in the territory to expand the ranks of the fearless.

 These boys are from poor families with at least one living parent and more than one child.

 Soldiers trained under such conditions are loyal and reliable, and will not be timid on the battlefield.

 After recruiting a thousand people, it will be difficult for the civilians in the Harrenhal territory to find suitable sources of troops.

Rhaegar set his sights on Flea Bottom in King's Landing again.

　　There are so many homeless people in Flea Bottom, and there are as many as 800 children who don’t have enough to eat.

 Select boys of appropriate age for military training, and girls can be taken in as appropriate, or assigned to Harrenhal as a maid, or sent to the Mushroom Market to do some handicraft work.

As long as you work hard, you will have at least a house with half a tile to protect you from the wind and rain, and you can have two meals a day.

 Later, Flea Bottom had no suitable sources of soldiers, so it recruited young slaves who were taken in by the direction, and war orphans from the royal territory and the valley.

 The loyalty of these soldiers is high enough, the training is active, and the force is not low.

 After hearing Rhaegar’s explanation, Otto’s eyes were deep and silent.

 Three thousand armored and armed soldiers are a powerful deterrent anywhere.

Rhaegar turned his head and ordered: "Lord Leonor, I have purchased an area in Steel Street that can accommodate three thousand people. You will be responsible for building a barracks. A thousand fearless people will become the garrison of King's Landing."

 The permanent population of King's Landing exceeds hundreds of thousands, and the public security cannot be described as just chaos.

 The defensive strength of two thousand gold robes is simply insufficient.

Even if we add the 800 dragon guards from Dragon Cave and the 400 royal guards from Red Castle, it is still far from enough.

The Golden Robes' capital garrison camp is on Silk Street in the east of the city, and a thousand fearless men are stationed on Steel Street in the west of the city, guarding the Red Castle from the east to the west.

Leonor calculated: "Prince, I know that place, it is probably west of the Alchemist Guild."

"Yes."

Rhaegar pondered: "Since the Battle of Harrenhal and the wildfires, the swindlers in the city have called themselves alchemists, and the Fearless can supervise them."

After arranging the Dauntless camp, Rhaegar looked back at the Dauntless team on the street.

The three war horses leading the way ahead each have a young man riding on their backs, two of whom are wearing armor and are moving forward without squinting.

 The last one was wearing coarse linen clothes, with curly brown hair and a fair face.

 On his left and right shoulders stood a white falcon and a black crow respectively.

Rhaegar raised the corner of his mouth slightly and called out: "Tormund, you don't know how to ride a horse, come to the Wheel Palace."

 (End of this chapter)