Chapter 130: Rainier: "I Want You!"

The wind is blowing and the fire is raging.

A fire is enough to burn away idle words.

"Aemon!"

Rhaenyra hurriedly followed the figure ahead.

For some reason, she was afraid.

If you don't run faster, you'll never catch up.

The fire shot straight into the sky, mixed with screams and screams.

The group of people entered the dark alley and disappeared into the crowd of people screaming.

The golden robes arrived in droves and quickly evacuated the crowd.

Water tankers came one after another to rescue nearby buildings.

An orphan drove a carriage and was busy carrying a bucket.

When he turned around hastily, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the crowd.

Wearing patchwork clothes and a plain hat.

But no matter how much she covers it, the woman's curves and the silver thread around her neck cannot be hidden.

The orphan's eyes widened as he recognized the man's identity.

People who arrange street cleaning jobs and allocate fields to these orphans so that they can be self-sufficient and fill their bellies.

Beings like him have a common name.

Newfield Orphans.

The orphan had a thousand thoughts, put down the bucket and sneaked away.

…

Red Fort.

The princess's bedroom.

Aemon was silent and pushed the door straight in.

Rhaenyra followed closely behind, her head drooped.

Bang!

The door is closed, keeping others out.

"Princess……"

Cole was so distraught that he had no idea at all.

So much happened tonight.

Many people died and the impact was huge.

On the way back, he vaguely saw his late great-grandmother waving to him.

No one paid any attention to him.

In the bedroom.

Aemon dropped the blood-stained "Light of the Kingdom" and closed the entrance to the ventilated secret passage.

After finishing, turn around and go out.

The main character comes and goes in a hurry.

"etc."

Rhaenyra stopped him.

Aemon turned a deaf ear and kept walking.

"Where are you going?"

Rhaenyra, quick to her wits, blocked the doorway.

Aemon said calmly: "Get out of the way."

"No!"

Rhaenyra opened her arms and said anxiously: "You must be in trouble."

She had a premonition.

If you let the other person out of this door, you will live in regret from now on.

Seeing this, Aemon sighed: "I'm sleepy, I need to go back and rest."

"Stop talking, you can sleep as long as you want."

Rhaenyra shook her head, refusing to let her go.

Aemon glanced at her without any expectation.

He just wanted to leave the room now.

Maybe he would go to Lanner's room and lie in each other's arms for a while.

Lanner is very gentle and will hum songs to coax him to sleep.

When they wake up the next day, the two of them can ride the two largest dragons and return to the river valley or Chaotou Island.

Don't worry, you can do whatever you want.

Rhaenyra realized that she was about to be eliminated and hurriedly explained: "I swear, Daemon didn't touch me."

"I know."

Aemon replied.

Rhaenyra was a little absent-minded, and said with a pleading tone: "Aemon, everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

"If it's you, then I do believe it."

Eamonn affirmed.

Rhaenyra could tell that she hated iron and said sternly: "If you want to accuse me of my mistakes, you might as well say so."

It's better to speak out than to keep silent.

Upon hearing this, Eamonn laughed angrily: "You don't need to bear any blame, you are just stupid."

He was so stupid that he doubted his life.

"You can't leave this door until you make it clear."

Rhaenyra frowned.

Eamonn was helpless: "Please be kind and let me live."

He has realized his mistake.

"Dance of the Blood Dragons" had so many capable people assisting them, but the Black Party still lost everything.

It is also like Rhaenyra's title "Light of the Fallen Country".

He is not a jack and cannot bear the pressure.

"You want to leave me?"

Rhaenyra was bewildered.

Eamonn emphasized: "I will let you go."

"I don't agree."

Rhaenyra was emotional and resisted: "You said you would help me, think about what my life would be like without you?"

Aemon was speechless.

Rhaenyra's eyes turned red as she answered: "A ridiculous tragedy!"

She spent the first half of her life in accidents and betrayals.

Eamonn is the only person who sincerely helps her and is her spiritual sustenance.

If I want to leave now, I will never allow it.

Aemon had a splitting headache and said depressedly: "On the other hand, what do I mean to you?"

He repeatedly told him to stay away from Damon.

But what's the result?

Rhaenyra was stunned by the question, and said, "I am used to having you, and I have never thought about this."

Eamonn knew it.

Open conversations often go straight to the heart.

After a brief silence.

Rhaenyra stared at him closely and asked, "Do you care about Lannar?"

"certainly."

Eamonn met her eyes and admitted generously: "I feel warm when I am with her."

Rhaenyra lowered her head: "I'm sorry."

She got it.

She never thought about problems from Aemon's perspective and always pursued what she wanted.

As everyone knows, I don’t understand anything.

At this point, Aemon's chest was relieved a lot and he said: "No need."

He reached out and held her arm, trying to open a way out.

Snap!

Rhaenyra grasped his big hand and said in a hard voice: "I can, try to accept Lannar."

She didn't look up, and her shoulders were shaking slightly.

When he said this, he obviously made great determination.

Aemon looked at her in surprise and said suspiciously: "Are you crazy?"

"Worse, I've grown a brain."

Rhaenyra's fingertips clenched and turned slightly white, she gritted her teeth and said, "I want you!"

Eamonn didn't expect it at all.

"I need you, Aemon."

Rhaenyra's eyes were firm, and she hooked her hands on the back of his neck: "You and I are from fire, and I can also give you warmth."

The lotus arm pressed down gently and forcefully to bring it closer to you.

Aemon looked at him carefully.

Rhaenyra pursed her lips and said hopefully, "Let us unite our bloodlines."

"I prefer to believe you are crazy."

Aemon said dumbly.

"no way!"

Rhaenyra was used to being domineering, so she opened her red lips slightly and bit into it.

Aemon responded absentmindedly as he stroked his slender waist.

He was still in a daze.

The patched clothes fell to the floor, covering the black robe.

Her long silver-gold curly hair was spread loosely, covering her slightly undulating curves.

"You can be rude."

Rhaenyra's beautiful eyes were dripping with water, and her voice was crisp and soft.

I want to be forgiven in this way.

"You really have a brain."

Eamonn had mixed feelings.

The only stupid woman has also learned bad things.

Rhaenyra, desperate for forgiveness, wrapped her arms around the other's neck.

Aemon held it up and wrapped a pair of long legs around his waist.

"..."

Outside the palace door.

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Cole was guarding the door when he suddenly heard a bang.

It seemed like something hit the table, knocking over the wine bottle and glasses.

Cole frowned.

The sound just now seemed to be mixed with the princess's groan of pain.

"Should we take action?"

Cole has a lot of ideas.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, like a heavy object hitting the bed.

Cole perked up and put his hand on the door: "Princess, are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine..."

A suppressed whimpering response came from the room, with a voice as thin as a kitten gasping.

Colden was stunned.

He was not a fool, he had heard enough similar sounds in brothels.

Soon, another person's gasp came from inside.

"No!"

Cole was so shaken that he felt like the sky was falling.

He will definitely be executed by the king.

…

midnight.

Red Fort, vestibule.

A corner door opened, and Grand Maester Melos walked out.

Melos had a sullen face and strode towards the gate.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late at night, my lord."

A soldier stepped forward with the emblem of the Burning Tower on his chest.

Melos asked, "What happened?"

"There was a fire on Silk Street, and it was said that it was caused by Long."

The soldier said as he walked: "The white maggots have brought you news."

Squeak!

A small door opened under the gate and an orphan walked in.

Melos stopped.

After a while, the orphan received the reward and left.

"Seven Gods on high!"

Melos closed his eyes tightly and prayed silently for a moment.

"grown ups?"

Soldiers coming from a distance

Melos shook his head, not wanting more people to know.

Turn around and walk back to the corner door.

Everything seemed to be quiet again.

No one noticed that a thin figure was sitting in the open-air corridor upstairs.

"There seems to be a new discovery."

Larisse looked at the firelight in the direction of Silk Street with deep eyes.

People with physical disabilities often have a stronger sixth sense.

I couldn't sleep, so I got up and walked around, and there was an unexpected gain.

"It needs a good pruning."

Laris smiled implicitly, holding scissors to repair the flowers and plants on the corridor.

He is as inconspicuous as the flowers and plants on the roadside.

Only with proper pruning can it be slightly noticeable.

…

The queen's chamber.

Alison lay on the bed, sleeping with her daughter Helena in her arms.

Boom!

A knock on the door woke her up.

"Who is it?"

Alison opened her eyes in confusion and put on a vest to cover her eyes.

The door opened and Melos walked in quietly.

"Grand Maester, what do you want?"

Allison covered her forehead, feeling a little confused.

"Not very good news."

Melos seemed very silent and explained everything in detail.

For a while.

Allison gradually woke up and was shocked: "You mean, Daemon and Rhaenyra appeared at the brothel at the same time, and Aemon got angry and set fire to it?"

"Father and son kill each other, that's about it."

Melos told the truth.

This thing doesn’t need to be overdone, it’s already exciting enough.

"I see."

Allison looked blank.

"You rest."

Melos left silently.

"Eemon~~"

Allison murmured.

She was confused, but she knew that the other party was in big trouble.

"Daemon and Rhaenyra?"

Alison combed through it slowly and gradually grasped the key points.

Why did Rhaenyra appear in the brothel? She was still with Daemon.

Is she stupid?

Allison's eyes sparkled, and she was very excited: "Rhaenyra, you actually took risks with your reputation."

Zhengchou didn't have anything to attack her with, so he came to her door himself.

When I think of this, I can't wait to get out of bed.

"No, not yet."

Alison touched her smooth toes to the ground and hesitated: "Viserys will definitely be furious if he knows."

She couldn't say it in person.

Find someone to speak for her, to put the blame on Rhaenyra.

Yes, that’s it!

"Rhaenyra, don't blame me, it's your own fault."

Alison was eager to try, and couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, the king's bedroom was broken open.

"Get out!"

A roar came from inside, accompanied by angry smashing.

Melos covered his forehead and retreated from the room.

The king lost control of his emotions.

"Damn Daemon, he is a jackal!"

Viserys' eyes were red, and he knocked over his beloved stone sculptures.

He was still wearing a nightgown, obviously just woke up from his sleep.

"Your Majesty, the critical moment is to solve the trouble."

Lyonor looked solemn and persuaded from the side.

His eldest son Harwin was the commander of the capital garrison. This morning, he received news of the fire on Silk Street.

He and Melos went to see the king almost at the same time.

"That's a lie, you have been deceived!"

Viserys was panting, unwilling to believe the scandal he heard.

Lionel said helplessly: "The news has not leaked out yet. The people are just spreading the news about the cause of the fire."

His news was slightly different from Meros's.

One reported the fire in the brothel, and the other pointed out the details in the brothel.

This is also the reason why Meros was driven out.

Viserys's face was extremely ugly.