Chapter 480 The Largest and Most Comprehensive Family Dinner

"Otto!"

Seeing Otto groaning on the ground, everyone present changed their colors.

Leonor's expression changed slightly, his eyes rolled over Otto and Doris, and his angry look was visible to the naked eye.

As ministers to the imperial court, how can we sit back and watch our colleagues being humiliated?

Dorris had already responded and explained: "This gentleman wanted to sneak across the Narrow Sea by boat. It happened that there was a fire in the Towering Tower, so I captured him."

In fact, not bad at all.

But it's not his own will, but someone else's instructions.

Rhaegar looked down at Otto's miserable state and frowned slightly.

Been waiting for him for a long time.

"His ha~~"

Otto took a deep breath and used all his strength to push up his upper body, revealing a pale face that did not look like a living person.

Rhaegar glanced sideways slightly, noticing his left leg stained with dried blood.

Otto also raised his head, staring at the aloof prince with numb eyes, and felt a chill in his heart.

Who can imagine how much suffering he suffered at the hands of the Dornish people in the past half month.

Doris grabbed his collar and said in a deep voice: "There was an accident during the arrest. A stray arrow hit his leg, and he didn't have time to receive treatment."

After saying that, he looked very sorry.

Leonor was very angry and clenched his fists loudly, wishing to smash the Dornish bastard's head with one punch.

If he hadn't seen something wrong with Otto, he would have regarded it as a naked provocation.

Damon crossed his arms and smiled: "I am lame on one leg. I don't think it will be a problem for a blood-sucking leech."

After all, that thing relies on climbing.

"Prince Daemon, you are still as mean as ever."

Otto smiled miserably, reached out to move his unconscious left leg, and sat up with the help of Doris's drag.

Damon smiled sarcastically and watched the fun happily.

Otto was happy when he suffered.

A man's happiness is so simple.

The corner of Rhaegar's mouth twitched slightly, and he really didn't hide his thoughts about the good uncle. His face remained calm: "Sir Doris, do you have any conclusive evidence?"

"Of course, Prince."

Doris was calm and composed, as if he had rehearsed it hundreds of times before. He took out a letter from his arms and said, "This is a letter between this lord and Prince Pentos."

Otto's expression froze, and his breathing became heavier in vain.

Doris didn't even look at him, and continued: "I also captured a few sailors and dead soldiers, and they can also identify them."

Wow!

He spoke calmly and showed unusual confidence.

Leonor's eyes widened, he didn't expect Otto to dare to do so many "big things".

Lin Man and others were also in the hall, looking at Otto in shock with extremely complicated expressions.

The queen had just been imprisoned. Otto didn't want to help his daughter, so he burned down the towering tower and fled?

"Bah bang bang."

Rhaegar clapped his hands, stared straight at Otto, and pretended to say: "Master Otto, I only want to ask one thing, did you set the tower on fire?"

"Ahem..."

Otto coughed angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Prince, what's the point of talking about this now?"

Of course he was the one who set the fire, but it was definitely not to the extent of burning his brother Mond to death.

Someone must be causing trouble.

Rhaegar said: "As a royal minister, you don't want to serve the kingdom, so why did you abscond from Pentos?"

"My brother asked me to visit the Prince of Pentos to promote the family's trade with the Iron Throne."

Otto argued feebly.

Rega shook his head and said: "The reason is not valid. Doris has produced sufficient evidence to prove that you murdered your brother and absconded with the money."

Otto's lips moved, unable to refute.

In fact, he was the one who set the fire, and it was Mond who asked him to run to Pentos to avoid the limelight.

Rhaegar announced: "You are found guilty, Otto Hightower."

Otto looked at him deeply and closed his eyes unwillingly.

He is wronged!

"I know you were wronged." Rhaegar cursed secretly.

But so what?

Rhaegar raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Sir Doris, thank you for sending Otto Hightower back."

Doris bowed and saluted: "It is an honor to serve the Iron Throne."

Their eyes met for an instant, and they both saw a smile of satisfaction in each other's eyes.

Rhaegar looked at Leonor and said, "Otto has made a big mistake. He will be imprisoned in the Red Castle dungeon to await judgment."

"Yes, Prince."

Leonor was a little confused, but still followed the order.

The guards guarding the door of the hall entered the hall and dragged the embarrassed Otto out again.

Otto looked up at the sky, a deathly silence appearing on his pale face, unable to think of resistance at all.

There was no way to resist.

The meeting continued for a while and ended in harmonious talks between the three parties.

Rhaegar stepped off the Iron Throne and passed by Ilic, giving him a look to follow him.

Eric understood instantly and followed him out of the throne room.

Finding an uninhabited corner, Rhaegar asked, "Where are Lannar and her two daughters?"

Ilic recalled it and replied: "The princess asked Ranal to keep her company, and Miss Benila and Renya were studying with Prince Daeron."

Rhaegar's eyes darkened and he ordered: "Always pay attention to Lord Corliss's movements, and don't cause trouble before or after the dinner."

Eric was stunned for a while, seeming to understand the deeper meaning.

Rhaegar blinked.

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

Eric realized this and called a group of guards before leaving.

…

Red Fort, a certain room.

A quarrel broke out between the two heads of Chaotou Island.

Corliss was furious and shouted, "Look at the stupidity you did. The peace talks were successfully completed, and we are in a passive position."

"Corliss, are you blinded by anger?"

Rhaenys responded directly and said rationally, "The kingdom deserves peace, and war is not the only way to solve problems."

Corliss's head swelled and he retorted, "But we sacrificed a lot in the war and took the initiative."

The Velaryon family paid too much.

Laenor was killed, two nephews were killed, and more than half of the fleet returned.

Now there is no heir, even the foundation of Tidehead Island is in danger.

He understands the difficulties of the Iron Throne. Who will solve his predicament?

After the words fell, Rhaenys closed her eyes with tears in her eyes and fell silent.

When she mentioned Laenor, her heart was torn.

That was the son she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.

Laenor was persecuted, who could understand the pain of her as a mother.

Seeing his wife's eyes in tears, Corliss felt pity in his heart and gradually regained his calm.

The couple sat at the table, one on each side, and neither spoke.

For a while.

Rhaenys regained her strength, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said seriously: "Daemon betrayed in the middle of the battle, it must be Rhaegar who promised him benefits."

"Nonsense, both uncle and nephew are guys who will not do anything without benefits."

When Daemon was mentioned, Corliss was indescribably angry.

When they captured Tyrosh, they agreed that both sides would work together to cooperate with Pentos and Volantis to divide the disputed land with the Iron Throne.

It was because of Daemon's impatience that he ruined his big plan.

He occupied Tyrosh privately, expelled all forces including the Iron Throne, and enclosed the land for his own use.

As a result, Pentos and Volantis successively separated and gradually derailed from the Iron Throne.

The Velaryon family also failed to share a piece of territory outside the narrow sea.

"Let's not talk about this for now. We just have our own agenda."

Rhaenys waved her hand to interrupt. She caught the important information and said sensitively: "Rhaegar put aside the past grudges and won over Daemon. Doesn't it prove that he is afraid of Velaryon and will also be willing to put forward conditions to appease you."

The Velaryon family has made great contributions.

There is no reason to only win over Daemon and suppress the heroes of the war.

Corliss figured it out and found the clue: "This dinner is a negotiation dinner."

"That's right."

Rhaenys nodded and reminded: "Instead of looking for trouble, it's better to think about the conditions that are beneficial to us."

"Humph!" Corliss snorted coldly and said: "No matter how tempting the conditions are, Lanino can't be resurrected."

If possible, he can have nothing, just hope that his eldest son is not killed.

Put him in a dilemma.

Corliss thought about it and stood up and said: "I'll talk to Daemon, he will have something to say to me."

He may not get enough benefits alone, and he must unite another important person.

Rhaenys sat indifferently, took a sip of wine, and said, "You can try to go out before the dinner."

"What do you mean?"

Corliss frowned, walked quickly to the door, and opened a gap.

In the corridor outside the door, Erik led a team of guards to guard heavily.

Noticing Corliss's gaze, Erik said respectfully, "There are foreign guests in the Red Castle. We are ordered to protect Princess Rhaenys and the Earl."

Corliss had a blank expression and closed the door.

Rhaenys said sarcastically, "Rhaegar will not give you and Daemon the opportunity to go along with him. His duty is to maintain peace, not to resolve disputes all day long."

Corliss's face was completely dark.

...

Soon, it was night.

The lights in the Red Castle were bright, and the servants walked back and forth, preparing for the most grand dinner of the royal family in recent years.

Banquet hall.

Two long tables were put together, and people gathered around the tables.

Aegon held a bottle of wine and pulled Aemond to chat at one side of the long table, bragging about his great achievements in burning Sunspear.

"You've drunk enough."

Aemond was very disgusted and took out the one-eyed dagger to show off without leaving a trace.

Helena was next to the two brothers, half of her body lying on the table, laughing heartlessly.

Little Aemon lay opposite her, his purple eyes wide open, and gave warnings in a babbling voice.

On the other side of the long table.

Rhaena sat on a chair, watching little Daeron and his sister Baelor wrestling.

Little Daeron was at a disadvantage.

Daemon and Laena stood across the table, looking after the three children while talking about the reform plan of Tyrosh.

"I will first build a prince's mansion to imitate the perfume garden of Lys."

"You don't seem to be able to come up with so much money..."

The middle of one side of the long table was also the core position of the banquet.

Rhaenys sat on a chair, one seat away, and Rhaenyra held little Baelon to play.

The aunt and niece glanced at each other from time to time, and then turned their heads away.

An uncrowned queen, a former heir to the Iron Throne.

Two women who missed the throne, seeing each other on important occasions, both felt an inexplicable embarrassment.

Corliss sat on the right hand of Rhaenys with a dark face, just watching Helena across from him teasing her nephew.

Everyone chatted casually, fading the tension of a long war.

The servants walked through the hall, arranging dishes one by one.

Aegon gulped down the wine and said impatiently: "Why hasn't the banquet started yet? Drinking alone is not okay."

Aemond opened his mouth and was about to retort him.

Corliss took over the conversation and said seriously: "Didn't you see that the important people haven't arrived yet? Wait patiently."

"Tsk!" Aegon curled his lips and turned his head away.

An old Velaryon bastard, do you really think the Red Keep is your home?

Creak——

The door suddenly opened, and the crisp sound attracted everyone's attention.

Rhaegar's face was calm, his long silver-gold hair draped over his shoulders, and he was dressed in black, solemn and solemn.

He bent slightly and supported another person with both hands.

When Corliss saw this, his expression changed slightly, and he pushed the chair away and stood up.

"Everyone, welcome to this family dinner."

Viserys walked slowly, half of his body supported by his eldest son, and a smile of relief from the heart was squeezed out of his pale face.

The family finally gathered together.