Rhaegor calmly walked down the stairs of Silver Blood Tower and turned back into the hall where he usually handled official business. After Igor was born safely, he moved back into this small but brightly lit hall after lighting the candles.
"Did I forget something?"
As soon as he sat down, Rhaegor frowned. But he really couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
"No, since I have an impression, it must be very important." Rhaegor realized something was wrong and hurriedly searched through the letters from his brothers.
No letter from Jacaerys.
Dan's letter… found.
Dan was indeed more suitable for political matters than Jacaerys; his letters were much more detailed than Jacaerys', including not only intelligence from the Great Council at Harrenhal but also some analyses.
In the corner, Rhaegor found what he had forgotten.
"Seven Hells, send Prince Aegon to Braavos?" Rhaegor couldn't help but shiver. "Viserys actually agreed? No, no."
Rhaegor, who hadn't even panicked when conquering the Disputed Lands, was a bit flustered this time. He paced around the small hall with his hands behind his back and immediately decided that this matter must be reported to his father at once.
"Yes, Father must have a way."
Rhaegor ran back to the top of Silver Blood Tower in a panic, retracing his steps.
This caused Sage, the Faceless Man secretly protecting him, and the coming and going servants to look at their heir with some surprise.
He had never been so discomposed.
Even Ray, who was preparing to return to Twin Towers, looked at his nephew strangely; he had never seen his nephew so discomposed—except when King Aegon and Samantha got married.
It wasn't until he was almost at the top of the tower that Rhaegor calmed himself down, took a deep breath, and walked up slowly. Seeing that the children were all resting, Rhaegor tried his best to lower his voice and walked to his parents' side.
"What's wrong?" Diana said gently, "Did you forget something?"
"Mother, I forgot something important." Rhaegor sighed and said, "Father, it's my fault; I actually forgot such an important matter."
Dragonzel shifted indifferently on the lounge chair: "Speak, what did you forget?"
"King decided to appoint Prince Aegon as an envoy to Braavos."
Diana's hand trembled instantly. Having been married to Dragonzel for so many years and serving as the mistress of a Dragonlord family for so many years, she naturally understood the importance of bloodlines.
And Prince Aegon…
However, Dragonzel was not so discomposed; he calmly opened his eyes.
"Aegon… huh." Dragonzel also had quite an impression of Prince Aegon. Benjicot had once written to him, and in the letter, his admirer had verbally abused Prince Aegon.
After all, in Benjicot's eyes, Prince Aegon had abducted his little cabbage. Although Mylissa Blackwood deeply loved Prince Aegon and was willing to defy Benjicot multiple times for this man whose mistresses could line up from the Dragonpit to the Red Keep.
"Rhaegor, what do you think?"
"We must stop Prince Aegon from riding Syrax to Braavos. If King insists on a royal family member serving as an envoy, Prince Viserys is more suitable than Prince Aegon," Rhaegor said anxiously.
He was not thinking for the Targaryen family.
Prince Aegon and Syrax were both typical of good breeding; no one could guarantee that they wouldn't leave something behind in Braavos.
Rhaegor did not want the emergence of another Dragonlord family.
"Have you learned about Prince Aegon?"
Dragonzel smiled and asked, looking at his son.
Rhaegor suddenly realized that he really didn't know much about Prince Aegon. Rhaegor had heard about his dissolute behavior from other sources.
What he knew was a cobbled-together Prince Aegon.
"That's fine, learn more about him." Dragonzel smiled. "He will disappoint you, but on this matter, he will not disappoint us."
Rhaegor looked at his father somewhat strangely; he didn't quite understand Dragonzel's meaning.
"It's simple, on some issues, you can't just look at Prince Aegon's side." Dragonzel sighed: "He is Viserys's son. Viserys has been opinionated since he was a child. The fact that he can tolerate and even help conceal Prince Aegon's behavior indicates that Prince Aegon is not as simple as he appears to the outside world. So, Rhaegor, I suggest you go find Hagen and look into the intelligence on Prince Aegon's mistresses."
Rhaegor understood his father's meaning: "I understand, Father."
"Did you remember?" Viserys looked at his eldest son, who was preparing to depart on the dragon's back, and couldn't help but rub his forehead. Although he knew better than others that Prince Aegon was lustful, he also had certain principles.
For example, he never resorted to coercion. For noblewomen, he preferred to conquer them with his charm, power, or dragon. For common women…
It is well known that most of the time, common people are not considered people.
Except when paying taxes.
However, Prince Aegon would also pay, which earned him a good reputation in the brothels of Oldtown and the re-emerging Flea Bottom in King's Landing.
But Viserys was still uneasy.
Although the Braavosi were very peaceful, everyone knew that Braavos's desire for dragons was no less than any other East Continent city-state.
Otherwise, the Sea King would not have gladly accepted those three dragon eggs back then.
One Varezes family had already made the Targaryen rule no longer exclusive. If another Dragonlord family supported by the world's most prosperous Free Cities were to emerge…
Viserys dared not imagine what would happen.
"Father, don't worry." Prince Aegon could only promise for the umpteenth time: "I assure you, when I arrive in Braavos, I won't touch a single woman." He thought for a moment: "Nor a man. As for Syrax…"
Prince Aegon affectionately patted the golden giant beast beneath him, which was the color of topaz: "She is more reassuring than I am. Not a single dragon egg will be lost to the East Continent. You can rest assured, I have it under control, under control."
Viserys still looked at his son on the dragon's back.
Prince Aegon sighed. He knew his absurdity made his old man unable to fully trust him: "By the Seven, I swear by the old and new gods. Father, is that enough?"
"Remember your promise." Viserys sighed: "If you dare to leave offspring in Braavos, you go burn Braavos down yourself."
Prince Aegon chuckled: "No problem, Father."
"You rascal." Viserys didn't know what to say about his son.
However, what Viserys didn't notice was that outside the courtyard, his niece, the former King Aegon's daughter Diana, was looking at the taking-off Aegon with adoring eyes. Even though her sisters beside her looked at her as if she were an idiot, she still didn't change her gaze, which followed Syrax's movement.
This chapter is shorter. I will edit the current Varezes family tree.
[Dragonzel Varezes]
Rhaegor Varezes: Daniela Varezes, Igor Varezes
Samantha Varezes
Serena Varzess
Jacaerys Valareus: Osiris Varezes
Jane Varzes
Dan Valareus: Damion Varezes
[Valarr Varezes (Deceased)]
Daniela Varezes
Valenna Varezes
[Ray Varezes]
Orion Varzes: Sebastian Velaryon-
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