Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Leaving Rhaegar's room, Rhaenyra's heart became heavier and heavier.

She just wanted to go back to her room, take a hot bath, and sleep in the warm quilt.

Today was too depressing for her.

When you wake up, it's a new day.

Cole was guarding her door, and Rhaenyra greeted him and went into her room.

While taking off the earrings and accessories, he poured a glass of sake from the table as usual.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a package suddenly placed on the table.

The sudden appearance of the package caught Rhaenyra's attention, and she looked around the room.

After confirming that there was no second person, she picked up a corner of the package and tilted the bag mouth down.

A set of rustic linen clothes fell out.

There is also a piece of white paper with a simple map drawn on it.

Picking up the white paper and looking at it, Rhaenyra was surprised to find that it was a guide map for the secret passage of the Red Keep.

What was on the paper was somewhere in her room.

Arriving at the location marked on the guide map, there was a wall with carved murals.

Reaching out and pushing hard, the wall opened outwards, revealing the night view outside the Red Fort.

Beyond the wall, a staircase surrounded by iron bars leads to an unknown path.

The corners of Rhaenyra's mouth turned up in interest.

She enjoys exploring, just like the thrill of flying with a dragon.

Walking back to the table, she took off her gorgeous gown and put on the patched linen clothes.

After a gentle sniff, there was no strange smell.

After disguising herself, Rhaenyra followed the secret passage out of the room.

Walking through the dark tunnels, we passed by the sanctuary where Balerion's skull was enshrined...

Finally arrived at a corner of the Red Fort.

There, a man in black robes was waiting for a long time.

Under Rhaenyra's probing eyes, the man in black robe turned around, revealing a familiar face.

"Daemon?"

Rhaenyra whispered in surprise.

Damon smiled and suggested: "Want to go out for a walk and see scenes you haven't seen before?"

Glancing back, Rhaenyra hesitated.

She thought it was bad behavior to sneak out with her uncle late at night.

Damon saw her embarrassment and said deliberately: "Why, don't you dare to go out? I want to go back and be your little princess."

The sense of disapproval instantly stimulated Rhaenyra, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not going back, I'll just leave."

"very good."

Damon put on his hood, turned around and led her outside the Red Keep.

Rhaenyra followed, uneasy but excited.

…

Damon led the way to the famous Silk Street.

Compared with the free trade during the day, the Silk Street at night is bustling with people and a mixture of fish and dragons.

The uncle and nephew walked through the crowded alleys, filled with all kinds of vendors and sideshows.

There are even men and women having sex on the spot, not caring about others watching.

The posture is very flowery.

Rhaenyra was shocked by a royal protocol.

Being reserved, she raised her hands to cover the side of her face to prevent the dirty scene from staining her eyes.

Curiosity prompted her to open her fingers and peek through the gaps.

Where have you ever seen such a scene?

The two of them walked and walked until they came to a circus where many people gathered.

The theater actors on stage are enacting the content of the Targaryen royal family.

This is a wonderful time.

Two men played children, and a clown played the role of a princess in a white dress.

The lead actor acted funny and narrated the narration in a weird tone.

"Now let's talk about the great Iron Throne and whose ass will sit on it?"

"Our gracious king has named his own daughter, a girl, as his heir."

"The former queen gave birth to a son and was drowsy all day long."

"The new queen, she also gave birth to a child, a healthy son!"

"So, which heir will take the throne?"

"The king's brother? His daughter? Or his two sons from different wombs?"

At this point, the two actors playing children were pushing each other and shouting each other's names.

"I am Aegon, with the name of a conqueror and the glory of a man!"

"I am the sleeping dragon, and the king is my father. Accept the wrath of the sleeping dragon!"

The plot reached its climax, and the audience cheered and applauded the funny performance.

Rhaenyra gradually lost her smile and watched the performance incomprehensively.

Soon, the actor playing Rhaegar pushed his opponent down and jumped on him, shaking him left and right.

He shouted: "I am the king's eldest son, no one can compete with me..."

The actor underneath him begged for mercy and rolled on the ground.

The audience was even more excited and cheered.

Rhaenyra couldn't laugh at all, she glared at Damon with dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "It's a boring joke, and you just brought me to see it?"

Damon said calmly: "It is indeed a joke, but many civilians believe that as male heirs, Rhaegar and Aegon should be the heirs."

"It doesn't matter what they think."

Rhaenyra retorted, not wanting to watch another boring show.

Damon followed behind and said casually: "If you plan to rule the world in the future, their ideas are crucial."

"Tch, sometimes I really want to put down the burden of being the heir."

Rhaenyra sounded self-deprecating.

"Haha, if you give up this position, you will only be advantageous to others."

Damon meant something.

Rhaenyra glared at him and said displeasedly: "Including you!"

Damon curled his lips and did not deny it.

Seeing that he was like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, Rhaenyra grabbed the candied fruit from the vendor nearby and threw it on him, then ran away.

The noisy noise could not cover up the girl's venting cheers.

Dai Meng had no expression on his face, pushed away the blocking vendor, and quickly followed.

…

Red Fort.

As the night progressed, Helena got tired from playing and went back to sleep, while Rhaegar turned off the lights and rested alone.

Lying on the bed and falling asleep, Rhaegar fell into a dream again.

He dreamed that he was wearing a white robe and holding a sword.

Looking around, there are broken arms and mountains of corpses and seas of blood all over the place.

Rhaegar was puzzled, but was nauseated by the smell of blood.

He lowered his head and vomited, his white robe draped softly to his sides, and a little mottled blood stain appeared out of thin air.

Rhaegar discovered this just in time.

There was no time to take a closer look, but the blood stain, which was only a dot at first, spread outwards and became more and more numerous.

In the blink of an eye, half of the white robe was filled with dirty blood dripping down.

A gust of dark wind blew by, and the white robe flew up with the wind, covering Rega's head.

Seeing this scene, Rega felt inexplicable fear.

"When the wind stops, the blood robe will definitely fall on me, and the blood will stain my head and face."

A thought flashed across his mind, and Rhaegar ran away, trying to leave White Robe behind.

This way, when the blood robe falls, it won't be contaminated by him.

However, the half-white and half-red robe seemed to be staring at him.

No matter where he ran, no matter how fast he ran.

They will be hung above his head with the strong wind, waiting for the moment when the wind stops.

A sense of powerlessness filled his heart, and Rhaegar could no longer run.

The robe is about to fall.

"don't want!"

A cry of surprise echoed through the room, and Rhaegar opened his eyes suddenly, awakened by the nightmare.

Rega wanted to sit up and pull the blood scab on his back, but the severe pain instantly brought him back to reality.

"Hi~ I have another nightmare!"

Tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, and Rhaegar punched the pillow in pain.

It hurts so much!

Cuckoo cuckoo…

As soon as the pain subsided, a cuckoo's call came from the window.

Rega was surprised when he heard the sound: "It's usually cicadas chirping, where are the cuckoos coming from?"

Cuckoo cuckoo…

The chirping of birds continues, with a uniform rhythm.

Rhaegar realized something was wrong.

There were no cuckoos in the Red Keep, they were all eaten by those stupid cats who were not doing anything serious.

I thought about it and decided it was time to look back at the previous chapters and revisit the relationship between the protagonist and her sister.

Give me a moment and you can leave your expectations for the protagonist and Rhaenyra.

Are you following the traditions of your close relatives?