Chapter 477 Recalling All Targaryens

Rhaegar understood immediately.

The sea serpent's son died, and his hatred for Dorne reached its peak, and the evil anger in his heart had not yet been completely vented.

Clinking the knife and fork in his hands, Rhaegar murmured thoughtfully: "How long can the Velaryon family hold on if the sea serpent doesn't agree?"

On the eve of the Siege of Myr, House Velaryon lost half of its warships.

Subsequently, in the battles of Tyrosi and Lys, the remaining half of the warships were again damaged by 30%.

The current blockade of the Stepstone Islands and the control of the Green Blood River are still barely maintained by the Velaryon family's fleet and the royal army.

Of course, the Velaryon family also benefited a lot from the months-long war.

Loot the wealthy merchants in Lys and Tyrosh, intercept the cargo ships on the Stepstone Islands, and annex private property in Plank Town and even Sunspear.

After a miscellaneous calculation, most of the consumption was restored.

What's more, the Three Women's Kingdom will also reduce the Velaryon family's port taxes in the future, and even share some of Lys's rights.

But after Lanino was killed, the joy of the benefits emptied out.

The Sea Snake lost its most important political asset, its only male heir who could fly with a dragon.

A sea snake is over 60 years old, how many more years does it have to live?

Once the war ceases, the Velaryon family will immediately fall into the whirlpool of succession competition.

Viserys was silent after listening, thinking about the sea serpent's difficulty at this moment.

Without an heir, threats will only increase in vain.

Rhaegar weighed in his mind and pondered: "It is necessary to sign a peace treaty. It is a good thing for the kingdom to return to peace as soon as possible. It depends on whether both internal and external parties can obtain satisfactory conditions."

Internally, Daemon occupied Tyrosh, and the Sea Serpents divided rights over Rhys.

The two are almost obvious.

From an external perspective, the new Sea King is very sincere, working hard to restore the maritime trade of the Three Women's Kingdom, and working with Prince Quill to dispel the ambitions of the rebels.

But there's more to it than that.

Damon may not be honest, and the sea snake will definitely stir up trouble for the heir.

Even within Targaryen, father and daughter Allison and Otto were arrested, and how to appease their younger brothers and sisters was a big or small problem.

Not to mention Braavos, a merchant would never trade at a loss.

Both sides were rambling on at the negotiating table.

Viserys automatically filtered the difficulty, and joy flashed in his eyes: "Do you also agree to sign the peace conditions?"

The War on the Narrow Sea was the beginning of it all, and now the disputed lands, including the lower half of the Narrow Sea, are included in the Iron Throne's territory.

The Dornish rebellion has gone through two rounds of Dragon's Wrath, with countless nobles killed and injured, and has become dormant.

As a king and his body is getting weaker, I sincerely hope that the war will stop as soon as possible.

Achievements and honors are recorded in the family's brief history, giving him a brilliant posthumous name.

Rhaegar nodded: "Of course, Dorne is not worth wasting time. There is a large area of ​​fertile land waiting to be developed in the disputed land."

"That's good. During your absence in King's Landing, I don't know how many nobles and commoners secretly complained about the harm of war."

A big stone fell to the ground in Viserys's heart, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

War broke out one after another, and the nobles and common people were exhausted and found it difficult to be willing to do so.

Peace is the first element for smooth governance.

After thinking about it, Viserys suggested: "Rhaenys sent a letter to support peace, but the attitude of Daemon and the Sea Serpent is a problem after all. I plan to call them back to King's Landing to hold a family banquet."

Everyone sat at a table and talked things over in person.

"no problem."

Rhaegar agreed.

The war is basically over, and there won't be many changes.

The king's army is stationed in the Greenblood River, and several of Sea Snake's nephews lead the army in Sunspear, so they are not afraid of rebellion.

With the soaring speed of the dragon, even rebellion can be quickly resolved.

It's time to hold a family meeting and tear down the fragile window paper.

Open up the skylight, speak frankly, and negotiate a result that is acceptable to everyone.

Viserys's smile grew brighter, he hugged Baerron and kissed him again and again, and consumed a plate of roasted mutton and half a bottle of golden wine in one breath.

The father and son were in agreement, and the atmosphere of the luncheon reached a climax.

Aegon stepped on the floor with one foot, stepped on the chair with one foot, and filled the bottle with wine.

Viserys smiled and clapped, exclaiming that he had the same style as before.

Rhaenyra looked helpless, busy taking care of her father and children, and missed the days when Allison was here.

At least her father doesn't have to take care of him.

Rhaegar leaned back in his chair and watched with a smile.

Verron left his grandfather's arms and crawled into his mother's arms to act coquettishly, squealing and wanting to nurse.

Rhaenyra had no choice but to wave the guards back and go to the corner to breastfeed.

Little Eamonn was left on the dining table, with his little butt chrysalis, next to a roast suckling pig that was bigger than him.

"Little one, let me hug you."

Helena's eyes sparkled, and she stretched out her hand to greet her little nephew.

Rhaegar glanced at it and raised the corners of his mouth.

Helena was like a little child, kneeling on a chair with one leg, lying directly on the table with her whole body, and leaning forward with her other foot.

This is related to her character and prophecy talent.

She has a pure mind and has never received Allison's so-called ladylike education.

"Wow~"

Little Eamonn's eyes widened, and he opened his small mouth to bite the suckling pig's snout. However, he couldn't bite it without teeth, and instead a lot of saliva flowed out.

Helena tilted her head, resting her cheeks on her hands, watching her nephew compete with the roasted suckling pig.

This is much more fun than teasing a baby dragon.

I will still talk in the future.

Rhaegar took a sip of the sweet fruit wine and admired the two children, one large and one small.

Suddenly, he thought that he seemed to have forgotten someone.

Look slightly sideways.

Aemond sat upright, his one eye showing inexplicable emotions, watching Helena interact with little Aemond.

"What are you thinking about?"

Rhaegar asked.

Aemond was slightly startled at first, as if he had not expected that his elder brother would be chatting at this time, but he did not have any stage fright. He turned to look at him and asked generously: "Will you seal Stonehelm City to me?"

"You want a castle so badly?"

Rhaegar shook the wine cup and asked with a smile.

His younger brother was getting deeper and deeper into the city. He was more sensible than Aegon, but not restrained enough.

Aemond nodded lightly and said bluntly: "I need a fiefdom and don't rely on others to gain a foothold."

After the baptism of several wars, my mind became more and more enlightened.

Hightower, his mother, and Aegon were all unreliable.

Helena is a girl, little Darren is the younger brother, but he is a male heir who is about to become an adult.

In the large Targaryen family, Rhaegar could not protect all his relatives, and conflicts would always ensue.

Aemond considers himself a manly Targaryen man.

He could hold up the second banner and protect his mother and Aegon behind him.

Rhaegar stared at Aemond for a while, his expression gradually became more cautious, and he straightened his posture.

Aemond raised his head, his single eye bursting with strong confidence and ambition. It was impossible to tell that he was an 11-year-old boy at all.

"You've grown up."

Rega's eyes were dark, and his tone was filled with sadness and a hint of relief.

The little baby boy he once was has grown into a man who is upright and upright.

Aemond was not complacent. He lowered his head and thought deeply: "With my military exploits, I probably won't be able to capture a castle. I can go patrol Dorne and continue to make achievements."

There are merits and demerits, and the merits and demerits balance out.

His military exploits were not as rich as those of Aegon and Helena, and he could not settle for enjoyment without making progress.

"Need not!"

Rhaegar slapped him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "There are only a few distant relatives left in the Swin family. Stonehelm City is yours."

"Really?" Emond's expression changed.

"A Targaryen is true to his word."

Rhaegar clenched his palm into a fist and punched his chest, and encouraged: "Practice your martial arts and study hard. When Lord Leonor leaves office, I will not allow you to become the Prime Minister.

"Yeah~!"

Aemond's single eye shone brightly and he nodded like a fool.

Prime Minister!

When good uncle Damon was on the Imperial Council, his highest position was no more than Minister of Justice, and he did not even come close to the Prime Minister.

The conversation between the two brothers was not hidden, and others could hear it clearly.

Aegon's face turned red as he drank, and he snorted disdainfully. He angrily inserted a piece of beef into his mouth with a fork and chewed it hard.

Viserys was very happy, his eyes moving back and forth between his two sons, as if he saw his younger self and Daemon.

Ever since Aemond sacrificed his life to save his father, he had paid much more attention to his son.

Helena was still lying on the table, grabbing little Eamonn's short legs with both hands.

She dragged little Eamonn behind, and little Eamonn dragged the suckling pig, and the suckling pig dragged the dinner plate.

Two children with equal IQs had a great time playing.

…

Time flies, half a month flies by.

King's Landing, Mud Gate.

Civilians gathered on the pier, looking forward to the endless Blackwater Bay.

According to the latest gossip circulating in Flea Bottom.

Today is the day when the uncrowned Queen Rhaenys and Prince Daemon of the Capital return to court.

The Velaryon family from Tidal Head Island, the envoys from Sunspear City, and the travelers from Braavos will all appear one by one.

Many vendors pushed carts and sold fresh fruits and oysters despite the hot sun.

This event, which happens rarely once a year, is a good opportunity for vendors to make a fortune.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar sounded, and in the clouds above Blackwater Bay, a scarlet dragon shadow flashed past.

Before the civilians could see clearly, the long white clouds were mixed into a ball, leaving only the gentle breeze.

"Hiss..."

Another sharp and harsh neigh suddenly appeared, mixed with a strong sense of intimidation.

Whoosh——

A huge creature as long as a snake and covered in scarlet swooped across the mud door, swept by scorching wind and waves, and flew towards Rhaenys Hills with its broad dark red wings.

Two giant dragons, one in front and one behind, appeared on the stage, which greatly satisfied the expectations of the common people.

On the Blackwater Bay, more than a dozen ships slowly sailed in, half of them flying the green seahorse flag of House Velaryon.

The sea snake Corliss had a gloomy face and stood alone on the deck, holding the railing of the ship tightly with his hands.

He glanced sideways at the large ship with purple shells, sun-piercing spears and other flags behind the fleet, and the coldness in his eyes almost turned into ice slag.

"Damn Braavos, damn Martell!"

The sea snake's voice was low, and his knuckles turned white as he looked at the magnificent red castle built along the coast.

Family meeting?

Then let's see what we can come up with.

…

Red Fort, church gate.

Rhaegar sat on the edge of the flower bed, looking up at the two giant red dragons flying overhead.

"So annoying!"

Aegon suddenly walked out of the sept, scratching his hair and cursing.

Rhaegar glanced at it and asked, "What did Allison say?"