MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day-Chapter 349 Valyrian Steel Sword Kingdom of Light

Chapter 349 Valyrian Steel Sword—Light of the Kingdom

 “Hmm~”

Rhaenyra looked at him silently, saying nothing.

Rhaegar's smile did not diminish, he tried his best to raise the lance, and said gently: "Rhaenyra, it belongs to you."

 The noble ladies gathered their eyes, looking at each other with envy and jealousy.

 Helena pulled Ma Lishan and trotted over, staring straight at the purple wreath.

 Jenny, Margaery, Allison and other women were all watching this scene.

 Being given a crown of love and beauty is an honor that a woman can show off for a lifetime.

Rhaenyra shook her head slightly, looking away from Rhaegar and falling on her flat belly.

Rhaegar was slightly startled, and his movement of holding the lance was slightly stiff.

The white horse moved briskly, tapping its hooves around a circle of the arena, and once again accepted the congratulations of the nobles.

 Not long after, the boy riding a white horse stopped under the high platform again.

The Dark Sisters were given to Aunt Rhaenys by him and were stipulated to be the inheritance of the Dragon Prince.

 “Brother, here!”

 “Prince, quickly hand over the crown of love and beauty!”

Hooking his left hand lightly, the thin sword was unsheathed, revealing a two-finger-wide sword blade with moon-white color dotted with water ripples.

Rhaegar thought for a moment and understood what the problem was.

 “Valyrian Steel Sword—Light of the Realm!”

　　Not only her, Jenny and Zhan Sifu raised their hands together and looked at her with burning eyes.

Rhaegar smiled when he saw her take the rapier, expecting her to take the crown again.

Now he took out a Valyrian steel rapier - the light of the kingdom.

 Well-informed nobles all know that the Crown Prince once captured a Valyrian steel sword during the War of the Three Kingdoms and reforged it into a "Dragon Claw".

It's hard not to wonder how many Valyrian steel swords the royal family has hidden, or how many Valyrian steel swords have been plundered.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　

Rhaegar held the scabbard and raised it high, with a serious look in his eyes: "Rhaenyra, I forged it for you, a Valyrian steel sword like the Dark Sisters."

Rhaegar frowned slightly and subconsciously looked at Helena who was chattering on the high platform.

Since Rhaenyra did not accept the crown of love and beauty, they both deserved a share.

Rhaegar had a dazed look on his face, catching the fluttering objects with quick eyes and quick hands.

The scabbard is made of black cowhide, the hilt is as silver as the moon, and the center of the sword is engraved with a gorgeous pattern of dawn.

　　This sword is named after her, and she is so in love with her calm expression.

On the competition ground, the crown prince's unique "dragon claw" was missing, replaced by a brand-new Valyrian steel sword that was completely black and had no name.

Rhaenyra glanced at him, hesitantly dropped something, and said nonchalantly: "My return gift."

For this lady's one-handed sword made of Valyrian steel, he forged the long-collected Valyrian steel sword "Truth" just to gather the materials for the second sword.

Rhaenyra has admired the warrior queen Visenya since she was a child, so her hair style was imitated by Visenya's thin braids and pulled back.

 “Rhaenaela.”

 Helena smiled brightly and stood on tiptoes to say hello.

Rhaegar smiled and said nothing, stopped under Rhaenyra with ease, raised his lance and said: "Rhaena, I have prepared a gift for you."

The white horse neighed, carrying the young man on its back and walking under the high platform.

 With a start, the noble ladies flocked in, staring at Rhaegar as if they were looking at a piece of fat.

Rhaegar's eyes flickered, holding the reins and letting the horse go away.

 Looking at the arena where tens of thousands of people gathered, there were only a handful of Valyrian steel swords.

 A brand new Valyrian steel sword came out, immediately attracting countless glances.

As he spoke, he reached into his red cloak with his left hand and pulled out a sheathed thin sword like a trick.

The Targaryen family has two clan swords, the Blackfire and the Dark Sister.

 Looking down, he saw a strand of silver-gold slightly curly hair tied with a red rope lying across his palm.

Hold the rapier in both hands, but did not touch the laurel wreath within reach.

Seeing that it was a lady's one-handed sword, Rhaenyra's eyes were filled with confusion, but she made no move.

　　匌婷!

Rhaenyra noticed this and leaned down to take the Light of the Kingdom, holding it tightly in her arms.

 An extremely precious Valyrian steel sword was placed in front of her eyes. Rhaenyra was slightly distracted, and finally said: "Does it have a name?"

A bold girl shouted loudly, squeezing on the edge of the fence and waving vigorously.

Rega stared at it affectionately and said: "It belongs to you alone. As the third official clan sword, it carries your title and is passed down from generation to generation."

 Helena was also looking at him, with a smile on her pretty and fair face.

Beside her, Aegon, Tormund, and Daeron gathered together.

Rhaegar was full of doubts and glanced back.

Silver-blonde hair and purple eyes are the characteristics of the Valyrian people, and most Targaryens have this hair color.

 In addition, there are white gold, honey color...

 In addition to violet pupils, there are also blue, light purple...

Within the Targaryen family, there are also subtle differences in the physical characteristics of the members.

For example, pure bloodlines that follow family traditions not only have silver-blonde hair, but also usually have long straight hair.

Great-grandfather Jaehaerys and grandfather Belron both had long, straight, silver-gold hair, as did their father Viserys and uncle Daemon.

Most of the Aylin family in the valley have long straight hair, and her mother, Emma Ayling, also has pure silver-gold long straight hair.

Hence, Rhaegar and Rhaenyra both have long, straight, silver-gold hair, and their appearance is pure and flawless.

  On the contrary, there are several children born to Viserys and Allison, with slightly different appearance characteristics.

 Aegon, Helena, and Aemond all have silver-gold curly hair, and the pupils of the latter two are not violet, but light purple and dark purple.

 Only little Darren has pure long straight silver-gold hair and violet eyes.

 This is one of the many reasons why both Viserys and Rhaegar prefer young Daeron.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　

As he lowered his head and meditated, the white horse moved its hooves and left the platform.

Rhaegar looked uncertain, vaguely guessing the owner of this lock of hair.

　　Not Rhaenyra’s own, nor Helena’s. Neither Velaryon nor Celtygar present expressed their opinions.

Looking at the entire Riverlands, there is only the pair of illegitimate daughters that he has placed.

 Don’t think about it, something must have gone wrong and it fell into Rhaenyra’s hands.

No wonder Tormund kept silent for two days after asking him to investigate.

 It seemed that Rhaenyra had warned her not to interfere in the private affairs of the siblings.

Rhaegar lowered his head and laughed, his emotions falling to the ground in an instant.

With Sarah's methods, it was impossible for Rhaenyra not to know that he and his illegitimate daughter had long since severed ties.

This kind of matter can be handled privately, but it would be a bit unkind to embarrass him in a martial arts competition.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

A dull growl suddenly appeared, and the glutton flapped its dark wings to stay in the air, exuding waves of intimidating low pressure.

 The dragon is the most intuitive conveyor of Targaryen's emotions, and its driver is in a very subtle mood at the moment.

 “Drive!”

Rhaegar gave a low shout and rode a white horse in a circle around the arena.

 The precious lance was carried casually on his shoulder, and his clenched left hand ignited a flame, burning away trivial things.

The siblings have been together for 16 years and have only had a few quarrels.

The last time he was so angry was when Rhaenyra was lured into a brothel by Daemon, and he ordered the Ilic brothers to set fire to rescue her.

 His emotions are very complicated.

 Disappointed with Rhaenyra's preoccupation, annoyed with her own illegitimate daughter.

　　The most glorious moment was humiliated. After running around the arena, the cheers from the audience dropped significantly.

Nobles are not fools. The crown prince was offered the crown of love and beauty twice but was rejected. There must be something hidden in it.

Throughout all previous tournaments, there are knights who have been refused laurel crowns, but there is no precedent for knights with such a high status to be refused twice in a row.

 High in the sky, Viserys’s face was heavy, and he could not see the joy of the previous moment at all.

He had never imagined that the eldest son and his eldest daughter would be at odds with each other to such an extent.

 Glancing vaguely at a tall and lanky bachelor wearing a bachelor's robe in the corner, Viserys drank his wine depressedly.

The bachelor's name was Mu Kun, a bachelor of court records sent by the city.

　　Every detail of this tournament will be recorded in detail by him.

 At the competition ground, the white horse dragged Rhaegar back to the bottom of the high platform for the third time.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

Rhaegar suppressed his smile and no longer stayed below Rhaenyra. He held the reins and let the white horse move as he pleased.

 The white horse stopped there, and he admired the scenery there.

Not to mention, the girls on the high platform are all beautiful and every one of them is very enthusiastic.

Soon, the white horse walked under Jenny, who was wearing a maroon waist dress, and stopped as if sensing something.

 Jenny put her hands on the fence and looked at him worriedly.

Rhaegar raised his head and looked back, raised his lance to reveal the purple laurel wreath, and smiled: "Do you want to be my queen?"

 “Of course!”

 Jenny answered simply, with a look of helplessness in her eyes.

Leaning over and glancing at Rhaenyra on the other side, Jeyne blinked at Rhaegar, but did not reach out to take off the laurel crown.

 She loved Rhaegar very much and wanted this crown of love and beauty.

If Rhaegar had given the crown the first two times, she would have had to take it off even if she risked a head-on confrontation with Rhaenyra.

 But her reason told her that this was a critical moment in the quarrel between Rhaegar and Rhaenyla, and she might not please both parties if she took the crown.

 “Haha.” Rhaegar pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to lead the horse.

Looking up, the girls on the edge of the fence have glaring eyes.

The white horse stopped at will, and directly above its head was Rose Margery of Highgarden.

 Margaery is wearing a red dress, with light red curly hair and a delicate face. She looks like a delicate rose.

The raised lance fell in front of her eyes, causing the eyes of the roses to shine, and they wanted to take off the laurel crown immediately.

Margaery took a deep breath, the white semicircle exposed by her low-cut skirt bulged high, and her brown eyes flickered.

 She persuaded her father to come to the tournament on behalf of the High Court in order to establish a relationship with the crown prince.

The private intimate relationship between Rhaegar and Jane was unknown to ordinary nobles, but it was not a secret in the eyes of some well-informed nobles.

In the first ten years of her rule, Jeyne relied on the regent Jobert Royce to rule the Eyrie. In the following years, she formed an alliance with Rhaenyra, who was still the heir to the Iron Throne, and supported her together as a woman.

However, the ruling power is still insufficient, and many nobles in the valley are privately opposed to Jenny inheriting the Eyrie as a woman.

Rhaegar first caused a bloodbath among the mountain clans, and then allowed Jeyne to eradicate dissidents and suppress the disobedient Arryn branch and the nobles of the valley.

In this way, Janey was able to secure her position as the Duchess of the Eagle's Nest City.

Although the shady relationship between the two is against the world and is despised.

 The actual benefits cannot be ignored.

 Old Tyrell of Highgarden lost his male heir, and the unmarried Margaery became an only daughter.

 There are cases of Janey inheriting the Eagle's Nest and Cassandra inheriting Storm's End.

Margaery can be said to be coveting the inheritance of Highgarden, so she naturally wants to follow Jeyne's example and hook up with Rhaegar.

 She did not want to find a Targaryen prince to marry, similar to Cassandra.

 Because that is almost impossible to achieve.

The queen's three sons are half-brothers to Crown Prince Rhaegar. It is already the limit for one of them to marry a duchess of the first rank, and there will never be a second one.

 “Huhu~~”

 Margaery calmed down her nervousness, held her cheeks in her hands, and said infatuatedly: "Prince, thank you for your fancy, but I think it belongs to someone."

 Smart people can see that this laurel crown is a hot potato.

Rhaegar shook his head and continued to lead the horse forward.

The white horse slowly lifted its hooves and passed Helena at the edge of the fence.

"elder brother…"

Helena’s eyes were full of excitement, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was covered by Ma Lishan beside her.

Ma Lishan hugged her friend's outstretched hands and reminded her, "Stop making trouble, there's no good in taking it."

 “Woooooo~~”

 Helena struggled hard and whimpered in dissatisfaction.

 She is not a fool, of course she saw something was wrong.

But Rhaenyra didn't want it. What would happen if she took off the wreath? It wasn't taken by force.

Rhaegar glanced sideways, turned his horse's head and walked back without looking back.

 It can be given to other noble ladies, but not to Helena.

 This little girl has an impure mind and cannot respond to him.

 Wandering around, the white horse returned to beneath Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra looked calm and held the rapier in her arms, showing no signs of being anxious.

The Targaryen bloodline is full of magical power, which attracts those close to each other.

 No matter how far away Rhaegar was, he would eventually come back to her.

Rhaegar looked up, his eyes as calm as water.

 For a moment, the two siblings looked at each other and could see through each other's thoughts.

Rhaegar took out the ancient gold coin from his arms and hid it under his cloak with his hands behind his back, a faint fire burning in his palms.

 Using the plasticity of [Dragon Stone], the ancient gold coins were melted and recast.

After a while, a dark gold dragon-shaped ring appeared, barely put on the top of the lance, and presented together with a purple flower crown.

Rhaegar’s eyes were clear and he sighed: “Sister, I remember everything.”

 From the moment he realized it, Rhaenyra was the best person to him.

　　When he was in a coma before he was three years old, Rhaenyra would sing him a lullaby.

　　Becoming the crown prince at the age of six, Rhaenyra ignored her past resentments and took care of him as he grew up.

The siblings have been close to each other for three years, and now Rhaenyla has a baby in her belly.

Rhaegar really couldn't think of a reason to break up.

Rhaenyra's eyes were covered with mist. She leaned over and took off the ring and flower crown, biting her lower lip: "As long as you remember."

  She was just angry that Rhaegar always had to go behind her back to be with other women.

If Rhaegar had been the man next to her, she would have gritted her teeth and endured it.

 But they are connected by blood and belong to each other by birth.

Whether there is still contact or not, it is regarded as a betrayal in her eyes.

 Regaard admits his mistake for this!

 Sniffing, Rhaenyra put the laurel wreath on her head and the dragon-shaped ring on her left index finger, replacing several gemstone rings on both hands.

 She likes gorgeous accessories, whether expensive lace or various jewelry.

 When she feels nervous, she will turn the ring to relieve her inner stress.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

Gluttony roared low, flapped its wings and slowly lowered its altitude, setting off a gust of wind and landing outside the competition venue.

Rhaegar dismounted and walked quickly onto the high platform.

In full view of everyone, he picked up Rhaenyra by the waist and said forcefully: "Let's go back to Dragonstone!"

He was going to prepare for the ceremony, and other things were out of his sight.

 (End of this chapter)