Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Sneaking out



At night.

Red Keep, King's bedroom.

Creak!

The door was pushed open from the inside.

Aemon came out, holding a dragon-shaped stone sculpture in his hand.

Just now, Viserys found him and the two chatted for a while.

Aemon looked at the stone sculpture with a complicated expression: "It's difficult."

After some warm greetings, the other party went straight to the point.

Daemon proclaimed himself the King of the Sea, which had a bad impact on the reputation of the royal family. He is also a master who has no scruples.

He flew back to King's Landing on a dragon and is now having fun on Silk Street.

He didn't come to the Red Keep and didn't see his brother.

"How can I ease the relationship?"

Aemon sighed softly, feeling a lot of pressure.

Faced with the attack of the sea serpent Corliss, Uncle Viserys instinctively looked for help.

Daemon was the best candidate.

Daemon was in trouble in the Stepstones before, so he decided to send troops to help and repair the relationship between brothers.

Unexpectedly, Daemon regarded it as an insult.

Beat up the messenger who delivered the letter, and killed the crab feeder single-handedly.

I don't recognize this brotherhood.

"The two brothers are more unreliable than each other."

Aemon shook his head and returned to his room.

Persuasion is necessary, but it cannot be used as a gun.

It is hard to say that the sea snake Corliss's actions did not have the tacit approval of his father Daemon behind the scenes.

After all, the royal family encountered difficulties, and someone would remember his kindness.

...

Aemon returned to the room.

After a simple wash, he lay on the soft couch with a Ula grass pillow.

Thinking about all kinds of troubles, he gradually fell asleep.

His consciousness was hazy and he entered another world.

The sky was dark and gloomy, and the wind was blowing hard.

Aemon stood on a mountain, surrounded by withered green plants, and the temperature was so hot that it made people feel stuffy.

Pitter-patter...

Suddenly, a drizzle fell from the sky.

Aemon looked around blankly, and the raindrops fell on his face and felt very cool.

Crack!

A flash of light cut through the sky, illuminating the gloomy rain curtain.

Aemon was stunned.

At this moment, the drizzle turned into a heavy downpour, stirring up mist as it fell on the ground.

Aemon shuddered, feeling cold all over.

He had to find a place to hide quickly.

With this thought in mind, he instinctively walked into the smoking cave halfway up the mountain.

The ground was covered with gravel, and there was a faint sound coming from deep in the cave.

It sounded like a chisel opening the mountain, or a blacksmith's hammer hitting an anvil.

"What is this place?"

Aemon's eyes were blank, and he walked in as if possessed by a ghost.

Ten meters, twenty meters...

until the deepest part, where deep red flames reflected the stone walls.

It was a natural furnace.

It was embedded deep in the mountain, covered with bronze scales, and inside it was quenching bright copper water.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the stone wall shattered inch by inch, and the copper water poured out all at once.

Aemon was stunned and turned around to run away.

However, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't run fast.

When he turned around, he watched the rolling copper water create waves.

He was like a small wooden boat in the sea, instantly knocked to the ground by the waves.

The last moment.

Aemon's desire to survive was overwhelming, and he stubbornly stretched out a hand, trying to grab a life-saving straw.

The copper water formed a vortex, and the infinite suction force completely swallowed him.

Outside, the heavy rain continued.

...

In the room.

Aemon was still sleeping, sweat on his forehead, and he shook his head nervously.

Dreams affect reality.

Dongdong!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who!?"

Hearing the sound, Aemon woke up suddenly and rolled over to get up.

It was too scary.

A hateful dream that didn't give any chance to resist.

"It's me, Rhaenyra."

The door was gently pushed open, and a silver-haired head poked in, answering softly.

"Rhaenyra?"

Aemon gasped and gradually got rid of the suffocation in the dream.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Seeing him soaking wet, Rhaenyra looked surprised and walked into the room with concern.

This had never happened in the two nights she had been sleeping on the street.

Aemon regained consciousness and wiped the sweat from his forehead, only to find that he was soaked.

An eight-year-old's body was still that of a child, and he was prone to night sweats when sleeping at night.

He was often sticky all over.

Patting his pale face, Aemon asked suspiciously, "Why are you in my room so late?"

A night raid?

He was only eight years old, enough to be sentenced to death with a reprieve.

Rhaenyra was obviously stumped by the question, and hesitated, "I wanted to come to you to do something."

It must not be a good thing.

She was wearing a homely beige skirt, with her white hands behind her back, constantly moving to hide her nervousness.

Aemon paid attention to details, saw everything, and silently tightened his quilt.

"It's not what you think."

Rhaenyra hurriedly corrected her mistake and stated, "I'm going to find Daemon. You're his son. Let's go together."

"Not what you think?"

Aemon discovered the blind spot.

"Aemon!"

Rhaenyra was furious.

"Okay, let's go find Daemon."

Aemon got up quickly and couldn't help but be curious: "But why do we need to find him? It's late at night now?"

"Father misses Daemon very much. I hope they can get back together."

Rhaenyra told the truth.

Of course, she had her own little plan.

Uncle Daemon had been very good to her since she was a child. No matter where he went, he would bring her gifts from foreign countries.

After not seeing each other for many years, she missed the past.

"Tsk tsk."

Aemon's eyes were strange, and he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.

I'm afraid the girl was stupid and wanted to make trouble.

Rhaenyra was very active. She found two packages from behind the door, took one for each person and said, "I asked around. Daemon is on Silk Street. Let's change our luggage and sneak out."

Bang!

As soon as the door was closed, she untied the laces on her back, took off her skirt and started to change.

"No..."

Aemon's face flushed and he turned his back.

He took off his clothes as soon as he said so. He didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

Fortunately, I turned my head quickly and didn't see anything. A soft, white, half-curved curve.

A few minutes later.

The two of them changed their clothes carefully and pushed the door open to go out.

"Princess."

Cole dressed up as a farmer and nodded respectfully.

Aemon looked at him and curled his lips.

There's nothing to say. Everyone is dressed similarly, so let's just share the hardships.

Cole secretly glanced at His Royal Highness the Prince, and when he saw that he didn't cause trouble for him, his handsome face was relieved.

He muttered in his heart that the royal family members are all willful troublemakers.

"Let's go."

Rhaenyra couldn't wait to go downstairs.

It was useless, and there was no way to avoid the guards.

Cole had to show his identity as a white knight, pretending to take two horse-feeding boys with him, and sneak out of the Red Castle openly.

Aemon was confused: "Isn't this exposed?"

His opinion was not important. The three of them got on a simple carriage and left the Red Castle far away.

...

Midnight, Silk Street.

The three parked the carriage and walked into the crowd in a low-key manner.

It must be said that Silk Street is indeed the most prosperous street in King's Landing.

Especially at night, the liveliness is beyond imagination.

The streets are full of vendors of all sizes, and there are endless juggling, circus, and fireworks performances. Men and women of all classes are mixed in.

"Look, there is also a magic show."

Rhaenyra was so excited that she pulled Aemon and shook him hard.

Tonight was her first time sneaking out, and everything she saw was new and full of seductive vitality.

"Hush, keep your voice down."

Aemon was very upset and stabilized his patched hat.

Both of them wore hats and wrapped up their conspicuous silver-gold long hair, otherwise there would be a big mess.

"Hey, I see that brothel."

Rhaenyra's eyes suddenly lit up, and she rushed out like a wild horse.

Aemon was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Just after catching up with them for a few steps, he heard an absurd voice in his ears.

He turned his head.

In the narrow alley, a naked man and woman were sweating.

"On the street?"

Aemon grinned.

The people of King's Landing are too open.

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