Game of Thrones: Catastrophe

A shining light flashed by, accurately slashing on the roof of the Red Fort, bringing a burst of fire and lightning to fade away. The thunder sounded afterwards, and rumbling spread from the entire top of Junlin City.

"Really." Leonor listened to the thunder above his head, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his forehead, firmly squeezing the thunder in his body caused by the throbbing of souls.

There are two aspects of his terror. On the one hand, he was shocked by the lightning above his head, and on the other hand, he was...

"Wow..." A crisp and loud cry came from the courtyard next door, which made Leono feel relieved and he quickly stood up and walked towards the next door.

As Leonor stepped into the courtyard gate, he walked out with a swaddled nun, Lali and Pychill.

"How is Margaret?" Leonor glanced at the child in Lallie's arms, with a smile on his face, and at the same time cared about Margaret in the room to Pychil. This was her second place and her. She and her first child are daughter Vivian.

"His Highness is healthy." Paichel replied to Leonor's condition.

"Very good." Leono took the child from the nun's arms, hugged him and coaxed him a few words, and at the same time he opened the corner of the swaddling cloth and took a look. He felt a little relieved and disappointed. This was still a daughter.

According to his agreement with Metz, he does not need to make this daughter the crown prince.

"Just call her Arya!" Leonor named his second daughter, and then he was about to enter the door to visit Margaret, but before he could enter the door, he heard a call.

"Your Majesty!" The waiter wearing a feathered wide-brimmed hat hurriedly, holding a roll of parchment sealed from red paint in his hand. "The crow from the Iron Islands sent back the message."

"Let it go first." Leonor ignored the news, but went in first and visited Margaret who had just given birth.

The room was filled with a smell of fishy smell. Margaret, who had just given birth, was lying on the bed very weakly. After discovering that Leonor came in with the child in, she sat up with her hands:

"Your Majesty, show it to me."

"Let's take a look at our Arya!" Leonor sent his newborn daughter to Margaret.

"She is such a good child. Your Majesty, do you think she will be a good queen in the future?" Margareted the child and tentatively posed to Leono.

Leonor had a little pity for Margaret, but when he heard her words, the smile on his face faded:

"Won't."

The sudden stiff tone made Margaret who was holding the child stutter slightly.

"I will not allow my kingdom to repeat the farce of the Blood Dragon Dance, so I will not allow girls to inherit the throne. I have said this before. I have something to say to your father first, and the boy you gave birth to can only continue Crown Prince.” Leonor explained slowly, and he spoke very openly because he and Margaret were already very close couples.

"I know." Margaret lowered her head, her face unable to see the joy and anger.

"Rest with peace of mind! Master Pychill said that you are in good health." Leonor comforted Margaret, she still had a chance to have a child.

"Of course, your majesty, I will recover as soon as possible." Margaret raised her head again, with a smile on her face.

"Don't force yourself like this. Put your body first. I like it both men and women." Leonor saw the displeasure under Margaret's smile and advised her not to be too anxious.

"Why can't your Majesty accept a female heir?" Margaret finally couldn't hold back, "The Blood Dragon Dance was just because Viserys I did not directly establish the crown prince, and gave the Green Party and Aegon II a chance. You can convene parliament and nobles and establish it early..."

"If I establish a woman as the heir, then who should she enthrone as the crown prince when she dies? Her child or her nephew?" Leonor interrupted Margaret's idea and asked her a question.

"Why is this kind of problem?" Margaret felt it was unreasonable. "Of course it is the legal child of her and her husband. If there is a legal child, the legal child must have the right to inherit it."

"No, her nephew will not agree. As a male bloodline, he will think that he is ahead of his inheritance rights, and the nobles with ulterior motives will definitely support him." Leonor shook his head, he wanted to kill all power disputes, Women will not be established as crown prince unless they are absolutely necessary.

"Why are you doing this..." Margareted the child, his face turned pale with anger.

"Okay, no need to say anything, don't argue with me for any reason unless you ascend the throne." Leonor developed his due decisiveness and did not allow the quarrel to escalate here, which would not help his relationship with Margaret. It's not conducive to her rest.

"I..." Margaret saw that Leonor had made up his mind and could not argue with him, but could not let him down, so he also asked a question, "If Namelia gave birth to a boy, what are you going to do if she was going to do it." ? ”

The reason why Margaret wanted her daughter to become the crown prince was mainly because Namelia's pregnancy gave her a crisis.

"You are the queen, and the crown prince can only be the queen's child." Leono gave Margaret the answer he wanted.

"Okay, I understand, Your Majesty." Margaret was relieved after hearing Leonor's words.

"So, take good care of your health!" Leonor promised and advised Margaret to take good care of her health.

"Thank you, your majesty." Margaret thanked Leonor, feeling that her previous attitude was too anxious.

"I am your husband." Leonor reached out and patted Margaret on the cheek.

"Of course." Margaret reached out to cover Leonor's palm, feeling the temperature above, and was a little lost for a moment.

After a while of warmth, Leonor waited until Margaret fell asleep before leaving the courtyard, and got the crow from the Iron Islands from the servant. After seeing the contents clearly with a candlelight, he couldn't help but smile. .

"Go and have someone invite our Highness Lina to meet." Leonor asked the servant to invite Theon's wife Lina Badmore for him.

A moment later, Leonor met Theon's legal wife, Lena Badmore, in the King's Hall, and informed her with sadness about Theon's death.

"How could this happen?" The beautiful Lina was surprised when she heard the news of her husband's death. She tried to make a sad expression, but because she was too surprised, she couldn't do it at all.

"This is the custom of the Iron Islands. The Greyjoy family had a fierce internal strife at the King's Selection Conference. Now the Iron Islands have lost their king. My Highness..." Leonor told Lena about the situation.

"Sion shouldn't be the only legal king of the Iron Islands?" Lina was still puzzled.

"No, the situation is very complicated, let's take a look first! You have two choices." Leonor didn't want to explain the complex power struggle for Lena.

"What choice, my Majesty, I don't understand what you said!" Lina was very panicked.

"About the Iron Islands, you have two choices, one is that you are directly crowned as Queen of the Iron Islands, and the other is that you and Theon's children ascend to the throne." Leonor asked Lena to make the choice.

"I don't have a child who is pregnant with Theon." Lina was very panicked.

"You can have it as long as you need it." Leonor looked expressionless.

"...I chose to be the queen myself. My Majesty, please help me with all my strength." Lina suddenly became enlightened. She understood what Leonor wanted. Instead of letting the false child bear it, she might as well make it herself. A queen.

"I will do my best to help you, Your Majesty Lina." Seeing that Lina was enlightened, Leono was very satisfied and changed his name.