7 Chapter 7 Laris with Bent Feet

"The realm has not started a war, and my father is still negotiating," Rhaenyra lost her smile and refuted the harsh criticisms of the old lady.

Another elderly lady spoke up, "Although the king refuses to admit it, the war has begun, and it's all caused by your uncle and the sea serpent." "How have you served your country recently, Lady Redwine?"

Rhaenyra completely lost her patience, looked disdainfully at the pug eating biscuits in the arms of the other person, and asked, "Do you trust a biscuit eater?"

Naked mockery emerged, and the scene fell silent.

It fell silent.

"Pfft~"

Suddenly, an uncontrollable laughter sounded, which was particularly harsh in the quiet atmosphere.

Lady Redwine had an ugly face, looked at the silver-haired boy who was trying to suppress a smile, and said with a deep voice, "Your Highness, is this the prince?"

Rhaenyra didn't bother to pay attention to her, turned around, and left.

Leaving this old lady with a cool back view.

Baelon couldn't suppress his smile, stood in front of the group of noble ladies, and introduced generously, "My name is Baelon, Baelon Targaryen!"

"Viserys is my father, and I am his eldest son," he looked at Mrs. Redwin and asked, "Forgive me for being weak and sickly since I was a child. I rarely appear in front of others. I wonder if Mrs. Biscuit has any impression of my name?"

"Pfft~"

Someone couldn't contain themselves again.

Baelon turned his head and saw a slim man with curly brown hair.

Surprisingly, the man sat among the women.

He is also the focal point of a group of speechless women.

The other person held a cane in hand, Baelon looked down and found an odd shoe.

He is a disabled person with a foot deformity.

Feeling the gaze on his eyes, the man nodded politely and introduced himself, "Laris Strong, greetings to His Highness the Prince."

Baelon responded politely and asked curiously, "Who are you, Lord Leonor?"

"You're mine. Father. I am his younger son," Laris shrunk his deformed foot and responded to the prince's question.

"Your father is known to all as a good minister."

After a simple courtesy, Baelon stopped paying attention and refocused his attention on Mrs. Redwine.

"The Kingdom of the Three Women invaded the kingdom's territory, plundered passing ships, and sold loyal people to my father."

"My uncle Damon went to war privately, but he did it to protect the realm from his brother and did his utmost to be a Tánger. Prince Leanne should bear the responsibility."

Baelon paused briefly, looked at Lady Gilla, who spoke first, and said uprightly:

"It's not that we took the initiative to provoke the war, but the Three Daughters went too far.

"I believe it won't be long before my father makes a decision, quells doubts about engaging in war, and sends troops to defeat the foreign invader who feeds the crabs."

"Furthermore, the king and the ministers are working hard on the kingdom's governmental affairs, and there's no need for the biscuit-eating lady to worry."

The passionate speech came to an end, and Baelon focused on Mrs. Redwyne, who held her pug.

Deepen your bond with the biscuits.

After hearing his words, the expressions of the ladies who had just surrounded Rhaenyra changed repeatedly.

It was like receiving a slap in public.

Allison looked at him in surprise, as if she was seeing him for the first time.

No one would have imagined that a 6-year-old could say such a thing.

Mrs. Redwine, in particular, was deeply humiliated.

But I don't know how to defend myself.

"Queen Allison, you should discipline the king's children," she tossed the pug to the ground, picked up the hem of her skirt, which was stained with biscuit crumbs, and left angrily.

She was still muttering curses.

"Haha, it seems my speech is too immature to resonate with you," Baelon continued to smile, patting his slightly heaving chest, raised his hand, and bowed before leaving.

There's no time to chat with a group of short-sighted, long-tongued women.

He had to find his sister.

Insecure teenagers are easily sentimental.

I need her comfort.

Not long after leaving the camp, disordered footsteps were heard behind him.

Baelon turned around and saw Laris holding a cane.

"Ser Larys, don't you also like the ladies' gossip?" Baelon asked hesitantly.

Laris implicitly said, "No, I like to hear all kinds of news."

"Is that so?"

Baelon looked at him strangely.

Laris leaned, lowering Rhaegar's field of vision to the maximum, and smiled slightly to please, "I came here especially to see you, Your Highness."

Baelon nodded and signaled for him to continue.

Laris said, "Did I hear correctly that the king's eldest son, the prince, has been living in the palace due to his health?"

"Yes, my mother had dystocia when giving birth to me, and there's a danger of dying at any time before the age of 6."

Lei Jia bluntly wanted to see what tricks he was up to.

"Thank the Seven Gods. Although your prince is weak and sickly, you still cannot hide your incredible talent. You are very lucky for the realm," Laris exaggeratedly praised.

Baelon gradually grew impatient and said calmly, "In the years where there's no need to run or play, simply read more books."

"Oh, what books does Your Highness like?"

"Some history books. Reading history can make people wise and learn from their ancestors' experiences."

Baelon lost interest in the conversation and said politely, "History reminds future generations to protect their honor and stay away from people with hidden motives."

He then turned around and left.

Laris leaned on his cane and looked at his back with a smile, his eyes meaningful.

"An interesting little prince, the waves come one after another, but it's not time to go ashore."

...

Without saying goodbye to the bad squid, Baelon continued to search for his sister.

After searching for a long time, no one was seen.

This made him wonder if the blow was too big, and Rhaenyra hid in a corner and secretly dropped the pearl alone.

"Your Highness," a calm voice called out to him as he walked between the bonfire and the fruit platter.

Baelon looked around and saw a white-clad knight with silver armor and a white tunic.

Under the helmet is a ponytail, bushy eyebrows, big eyes, and a thick beard.

He had seen the face of the White Knight.

And you can see two at once.

Among the king's Kingsguard, there are a pair of twin brothers.

Brother Ilik Kagel.

Brother Alec Kagel.

The two brothers had extraordinary skills and upright hearts, so they were chosen together for the Kingsguard.

"Ser Ilik, what do you want from me?" Baelon held a bunch of red grapes and looked at him curiously.

Being called by his name accurately, Ilik was slightly surprised and seemed somewhat flattered.

He is so similar to his younger brother Alec that, except for those who have been together for many years, few people can notice the difference between the two brothers.

Calling someone by the wrong name is also common.

Ilik took a few steps forward and saluted respectfully, "The king is looking for you."

"Alright, lead the way."

Baelon was very cooperative. Ilik hesitated for a moment and remembered, "Your Highness, the king and the princess just had a quarrel. He's not in a good mood."

"A quarrel? What's the reason?"

Ignoring Rhaenyra's question about returning to the camp, it was futile.

Baelon first sought the cause of the quarrel.

"I dare not say more about the princess's marriage."

Ilik acted openly and did not want to say more about the king and his daughter's family matters.

However, one person was mentioned proactively.

Jason Lannister.

Duke of the West, Lord of Casterly Rock, Warden of the West...

in short, a bunch of confusing titles.

Baelon didn't react for a moment.

It was only after Ilik reminded me that I realized the situation.

This guy is the biological brother of Tyran Lannister.

The contemporary leader of House Lannister.

The cause was Jason Lannister's private courtship of Rhaenyra.

He also has an arrogant attitude, thinks highly of himself, and shamelessly covets beauty and power.

Rhaenyra had no respect for such a peacock-like idiot.

She politely rejected the other party.

After returning to the camp, she responded to Jason Lannister's behavior and resisted Viserys's manipulation of her marriage.

Then...

of course, there's the family education that everyone loves to hear about.

The debate ended with Viserys furious and Rhaenyra in tears.