Chapter 342 Black Fire Changes Owner
“Oseris, stop Prince Megen.” Jakaris waved his hand without hesitation, and the tall and strong Oseris immediately stopped in front of Megen.

“Jay, for the sake of Queen Rhaena and Queen Mother Jeyne, let me stop my foolish brother.” Meghan calmed down. Seven levels of hell, she couldn’t calm down at all.

Then he saw a scene that made him despair.

King Aegon is really breaking the bottom line of the royal family again and again. He actually took out the Blackfyre Sword?

That was the worst outcome of their discussion. As the conqueror’s Valyrian steel sword, Blackfyre had only been passed down between the king and the crown prince, and was a symbol of the Targaryen royal power.

There were only two interruptions in between.

The first time was when Maegor took the Blackfyre Sword.

The second was the chaos before the Dance of the Dragons, when the Blackfyre fell into the hands of Aegon the Usurper.

It’s all war.

Only this time, the king personally handed the symbol of royal power to an illegitimate child.

“Blackfire, Jay, why are you trying to stop me? He is Blackfire. If I allow my foolish brother to continue, there will definitely be problems for the future royal family.”

Megen shouted, “This will do no good to the Vareses! Jay, don’t let the king’s stupidity ruin the great cause of both families!”

The Vareses family members tried to control their expressions almost at the same time.

Serena couldn’t help but mourn for the future of House Targaryen in her heart. King Aegon’s intentions were not complicated. Anyone with a little understanding of politics and the current situation could easily see King Aegon’s purpose in promoting the illegitimate dragon rider, and it was also not difficult to see the king’s hidden hostility towards the crown prince and queen. Seven levels of hell, there were actually people who chose to dig their own graves just because their wives were not to their liking and there was a slight possibility that things would not develop as they expected.

“Do you think you can stop the king, Prince?” Jacaerys asked.

Maegon closed his eyes. From the beginning, they had this worst-case scenario in mind. They knew the outcome might be out of control. Aemon was seriously ill, Aerion was gradually marginalized, and there were actually not many people in the Targaryen family who could check and balance King Aegon. If Queen Rhaena was a dragon rider like Princess Alysanne, the result would be much better. Unfortunately, Queen Rhaena only had three things to rely on: the will of the previous king, the silver dragon blood flowing in her body, and Daeron’s unshakable position as the crown prince.

“I don’t understand why he is so radical.” Megan opened her eyes with some pain and looked into the distance. They couldn’t hear any sound from their position, but they could clearly see everyone’s reactions.

Even the Second Sons, who accepted Damon, had a reaction at this time that was worth pondering.

Unlike the princes of the Conquered Lands, the leaders of the Second Sons stood beside Daemon, and were separated from the princes of the Conquered Lands and the Stormlands by a Blackwater River. “Mad-Eye” Austin Mullendall had a blank expression, “Crocodile Killer” Godwin Peake had a creepy smile on his face, “Undying Man” Alan Plumm seemed a little excited, “Gold Coin” Aegon Sunfyre – the grandson of the usurper who used the alias Evan Puaris was hidden in the crowd, and “Bane of the Dothraki” Dalysses looked at Blackfyre with burning eyes, as if it was some rare treasure.

The princes of the conquered territories had different expressions. Maegon saw Eustace Osgrey and Oscar Red Tully trying to dissuade the king, but it was obvious that they failed.

The king happily helped Daemon up.

“The kingdom needs young men like you, Daemon. I’m sorry. It was my mistake that led you to go to the battlefield at this age. But because of this, you have proved your worth, haven’t you? My lords, please rest assured that I will not break the oath I made to the late king. I will remember this.”

The king moved his huge body with difficulty and put on a huge smile.

Damon, on the other hand, felt quite uncomfortable holding the Blackfire Sword.

Damn it, if only Ser Quentyn and Trystane were here, even if that guy Aegon was here, they could give me some advice. I wouldn’t be in such a dilemma now.

Having fought in the Conquest Lands for so many years, he is not a stupid man. Although Ser Quentyn is not good at politics, there are people who are good at it, such as Daerys Belleris, the dragon chaser “The Scourge of the Dothraki” from Volantis. During the years in the Conquest Lands, Daerys, as Aegon’s partner, also served as Daemon’s political science mentor.

But faced with such a complicated situation, he still found it difficult to cope with it.

Obviously, he couldn’t refuse. Aegon almost forced him to be tied to the royal chariot. He had the king’s blood flowing in his body. He could go to conquer the land because of the king’s secret efforts. His rise in the Second Sons depended on the elite soldiers brought by Quentyn and the golden dragon of King’s Landing that arrived secretly. He enjoyed the treatment of a “prince”, so he had to fulfill the obligations of a “prince”.

highlands.

Megen seemed to have made up her mind: “Jay, I want to see Prince Ringol.”

“Dragon’s Nest will not refuse any guest.” Jacaerys replied.

At this time, Daemon had already accepted the Blackfyre Sword with hesitation, and was somewhat stiffly held up by King Aegon’s hand, accepting the cheers of the soldiers.

Perhaps he already knows the future he is facing.

Dragonstone.

Two guards nervously blocked the door, trembling with fear as they tried to stop the furious queen.

“Get out of the way! I want to see my son! He’s the crown prince of the kingdom and a dragon knight! I want to see him!”

“Your Majesty, it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who asked us to stop you.”

The guards nervously moved left and right, blocking the queen. The queen’s maid also grabbed her skirt and tried to calm her down.

“His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows that you will be angry when you hear the news, and he asked us to tell you that he will handle it.”

“Derren, Darren, he can’t handle it. His father doesn’t love him! His father would rather let a bastard inherit Blackfyre than let him touch it. He can’t handle it. Let me go see him! My mother is Samantha Vareses, the daughter of Prince Longzel. I can ask my grandfather to do justice for him.”

“Your Majesty, please calm down. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is no longer a child. You know it, and he knows it too. He will handle it. Please trust him.”

Seeing that she could not get out, Queen Rhaena gradually stopped struggling.

“Is my son going to put his mother under house arrest? Even for safety, he shouldn’t deprive his mother of the right to be angry.”

“No, mother.”

Darren’s voice came from outside the door. The young crown prince was covered in volcanic ash, his face was exhausted, and his silver hair was wet, as if he had just returned from riding a dragon.

Queen Rhaena rushed forward, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by Daeron.

“If you show up now, or if the Varese family shows up, the situation will get worse.” Darren said tiredly, “Father has always been wary of the Varese family.”

“He is threatening your kingship.”

“I know, mother, so I went to meet my uncle in secret. Don’t worry, no one will find out. Baoyun is very good at flying at high altitudes.”

“What did he tell you?”

“I shed blood and silver, but I will not go against the contract.”

Rhaena breathed a sigh of relief, then tensed again. “What else did he say?”

(End of this chapter)