Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Aemon! I want to see Aemon!
The Hall of the Nine.
The banquet was still going on and gradually reached its climax with piano music and dancing.
Viserys sat on the main seat, smiling and feeling indescribably relieved.
His nephew had tamed Vermithor, and Laenor's Seamoke had been seriously injured, losing its fighting power.
Not counting Caraxes, who was driven by Daemon, the number of dragon riders in the royal family equaled that of the Velaryon family.
As king of the Iron Throne, he had at least 800 vassals, if not a thousand.
The Velaryon family's fleet alone was not a threat.
"Look! Your eldest son is dancing on the dance floor!"
Viserys smiled and pointed to the Strong family heir, who was dressed in a gorgeous gown.
Lyonel looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the eldest son, Harwin, was huddled with a group of noble youths surrounding the dancing Rhaenyra.
She was absentminded, clearly just going through the motions.
But Harwin was like a possessed man, staring without blinking.
Lyonel frowned and quietly reminded him, "Your Majesty, don't forget the purpose behind Lord Corliss's invitation to you."
He abruptly changed the subject.
He didn't want to see his eldest son pursue the princess.
Compared to the Velaryons and other nobles, the Strong family has a shallow foundation.
The eldest son is brave, but he lacks the corresponding political acumen.
If he approaches the princess rashly, he will only harm himself and the entire family.
Viserys's mouth curled up slightly as he teased, "Let me guess. Isn't the so-called 'Bonebreaker' the strongest candidate?"
Lyonel remained silent and did not answer.
"Haha, let's not talk about it."
Seeing the prime minister's serious face, Viserys laughed with satisfaction.
He was afraid that Lyonel would have the same thoughts as Otto Hightower when he became the king's Hand.
After all, in his mind, the best candidate was still his nephew, Aemon.
From a young age, his courageous and strategic nature began to show.
In addition, he inherited Runestone City and the tamed Vormithor.
With both power and strength, it was a great gift from the gods.
"Your Majesty,"
Lyonel said helplessly. "You should consider Lord Corliss's plan and Prince Daemon's opinion."
On the one hand, Corliss was ambitious, which gave him the position of king's husband.
On the other hand, the brothers were at odds and might not agree to this marriage.
"Daemon? No."
Viserys passed by the former and turned to look at the lean figure on the dance floor who was inviting the noble lady to dance. He said confidently, "He will agree."
Although Daemon was a bastard, he recognized his family.
His son had already expressed his support for the royal family. Would the father do the opposite?
If so, Viserys would lock Daemon in the dungeon of the Red Castle.
He would starve him nine times in three days!
Upon hearing this, Lyonel sighed secretly.
Although the king cursed Prince Daemon, he still cared about his brother.
However, people's hearts are unpredictable. Can things really go as they wish?
"Your Majesty!"
Corliss suddenly stood up to toast and walked toward the two of them.
Lyonel stood up at the same time and held up her wine glass.
Corliss didn't care. He smiled and said, "Thank you for coming from afar. May our alliance be as unbreakable as that of our ancestors."
Then, he raised his glass and drank it all.
Viserys's eyes flickered, and he raised his glass. "I hope so."
The other party's words were not offensive.
Since the Exile, when the Targaryens migrated from ancient Valyria to Dragonstone, the Velaryon family of Driftmark and the Celtigar family of Crab Island have always been staunch allies of the Targaryens.
It wasn't until the Conqueror unified the six kingdoms that the latter two families became vassals and held the positions of Lord Admiral and Lord Chancellor of the Exchequer for generations.
The Celtigar family of Crab Island has remained low-key in recent years because they rarely intermarry with the Targaryen family.
Corliss married his cousin Rhaenys and became the top noble closest to the Iron Throne.
If you think about it, things are unpredictable.
After toasting, Corliss revealed his true colors: "Your Majesty, our two families have been intermarried for generations, and I believe it will continue this way."
He made it clear that he was proposing a marriage between his eldest son, Laenor, and Viserys's daughter.
Viserys habitually pretended to be confused and said casually, "Your daughter already has a fiancé."
"I'm talking about the marriage of Her Royal Highness, the princess."
Corliss did not hide anything and was straightforward.
Hearing this, Viserys stopped smiling.
Corliss knelt down and said frankly, "Your Majesty, the princess's right of succession has been challenged, and the Velaryon family can support her."
These words came from the heart.
Before Aemon rode the dragon to Driftmark, he had planned to pressure the king into agreeing.
Although it was a great rebellion, the king was indecisive and would most likely give in.
In any case, the relationship between the two families had already hit rock bottom, and it could not get worse.
After Aemon rode the dragon to Driftmark, however, his thinking changed completely.
If the hard way didn't work, then he would try the soft way.
The king dotes on his daughter, and the prince born to the queen poses a great threat to the succession.
To secure his position as heir, the Velaryon family will be indispensable.
Viserys looked solemn and did not express his opinion.
Corliss kept a low profile and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Your Majesty, I conquered the Stepstones for the kingdom, but you must consider who occupies them now."
Viserys's pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned to stare at Daemon on the dance floor.
Then, a surge of anger rose in his heart.
Seeing this, Corliss continued, "The princess is almost of marriageable age. Only by marrying a dragon rider can she be worthy of the Valyrian bloodline."
Viserys's face turned as dark as water, and he could barely suppress his anger.
However, his anger was not directed at Daemon, but rather at Corliss, the sea snake stirring up trouble before him.
Daemon was his brother, and he would never betray him, no matter what.
He could scold Daemon, but not others.
"Your Majesty..."
Corliss wanted to take advantage of the victory.
"Enough!"
Viserys could no longer bear it and slammed the table, alarming the entire Nine Flights Hall.
In an instant, the music stopped.
The nobles present fell silent and reduced their presence, wondering why the king, who had always been tolerant, was angry.
Was this the wrath of the sleeping dragon?
Corliss was also stunned and suddenly realized he had said something wrong.
Before attacking the Stepstones, someone had expressed dissatisfaction with his words.
On the other side,
Daemon pushed away his young, beautiful dance partner, frowned slightly, and looked at the main seat.
"Rhaenyra!"
Viserys shouted his daughter's name before finishing.
"Father, I'm here."
Rhaenyra walked out of the crowd and quickly approached her father.
Viserys frowned and asked loudly, "Where is Aemon? Where is Aemon!?"
He didn't look at Corliss while speaking.
This is not the time for anger; he is trying his best to restrain himself.
He wanted to find his innocent daughter and express his dissatisfaction.
Aemon is the candidate in his mind.
Rhaenyra's eyes were confused, and she said, "Aemon is out."
"I ask you, where is he?"
Looking at his slow-reacting daughter, Viserys became angrier.
Suddenly, Rhaenyra had an idea and said hurriedly, "I'll go find him."
As she said this, she turned and hurried out.
"Hurry up and go!"
Viserys was finally satisfied and said indirectly, "He is my hero. You should keep an eye on him on such an important occasion."
"He's still a child. He doesn't know how to please me like an adult does. He is covered in filth!"
Corliss's face turned livid.
"Haha."
Daemon saw everything and looked at his brother with interest.
His anger was rare, and his voice was quite loud.
When he heard his son's name, a playful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
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