Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Rhaegar did not want to bear Rhaenyra's wrath, so he had no choice but to sacrifice his stepmother.

"You think I'm a fool?"

Rhaenyra sneered, her eyes becoming more evil.

Rhaegar broke into a cold sweat, recalling the scene when he was ravaged by Rhaenyra as a child.

He coughed lightly to hide his guilty conscience, and Rega pretended to be serious: "The red carpet is just something that is not needed, and giving it away can be considered as making the best use of it."

Rhaenyra remained silent, her hands squeezing the soft flesh of Rhaegar's waist.

It's just a red carpet, her wealth naturally doesn't matter.

But she didn't like Rhaegar giving her gifts away.

This is a matter of attitude.

"Sister, I also prepared a gift for you."

Rega held the small hand on his waist with one hand and opened the small hand on the collar with the other.

Rhaenyra bit her red lips and listened to his explanation.

She wanted to see what Rhaegar could come up with.

Rhaegar stretched out a hand and spread his fingers before her eyes.

"look!"

The arm shook slightly, the fingers were closed and then opened, and a boxy and exquisite gift appeared out of thin air.

Rhaenyra lifted his cuffs, revealing a silver-gray space bracelet.

After living together day and night for many years, what didn't she know about Rhaega?

A magical bracelet, she had long known about it.

Lei Jia smiled coquettishly, put the gift box in her palm, and said softly: "Open it and take a look, you will definitely like it."

"Humph, let's see what tricks you are playing."

Seeing that there was really a gift, Rhaenyra's mood suddenly improved and she suppressed the curvature of the corners of her mouth.

Ga-da——

The gift box was opened, and there was nothing inside, which was covered with soft black cloth.

Rhaenyra was stunned for a moment, picked up the soft cloth and hid it in the compartment as a gift.

However, after looking through the gift box inside and out, I still found nothing.

There was a brief silence.

Rhaenyra glanced at Rhaegar, who was smiling, and closed the gift box gently without saying a word.

"Like it?"

Rhaegar asked excessively.

Rhaenyra closed her eyes, folded her arms, and leaned back in her chair.

Too lazy to talk to him.

Just take it as received.

Seeing this, Rega stopped smiling, waved his hand in front of her eyes, and whispered softly: "Take another look, you will definitely like it."

Rhaenyra's knuckles turned white as she pinched them, suppressing the anger in her heart.

Perhaps she had left Rhaegar alone for so long that he had forgotten what the Wrath of the Dragon was.

Her hands itched.

Jingle Bell……

His breathing gradually became faster, and a crisp sound came from his ears.

"I won't tease you anymore, please open your eyes and take a look."

Rhaegar persuaded softly.

Rhaenyra turned her head away angrily, but did not open her eyes.

She had decided to give Rhaegar a beating tonight.

A mere gift cannot restore her determination.

Seeing her stubborn look, Lei Jia smiled and took practical action.

Rhaenyra closed her eyes, still sulking, and suddenly felt a chill on her cheeks.

Opening her eyes subconsciously, Rhaenyra tilted her head back and saw an exquisite silver-gray necklace.

The necklace is forged from steel and consists of small links connected in series to form a slender chain rope.

Rhaenyra only glanced at it, and her eyes were instantly attracted.

He turned to look at Rhaegar and asked in surprise: "Valyrian steel necklace?"

"That's right."

Rhaegar smiled, the necklace hanging between his fingers, shaking gently.

The Valyrian Steel Heavy Sword contains a lot of melted steel.

He specifically asked the blacksmith to save some steel and forge an ornament for Rhaenyra.

After forging two weapons, there happened to be a small puddle of steel left.

This necklace seems to have been created for Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra was in a daze, relaxed her arms, and gently touched the Valyrian steel necklace in front of her.

She didn't expect that Rhaegar had prepared such a precious gift for her.

Seemingly thinking of something, Rhaenyra hurriedly asked: "You said you wanted to forge two weapons. Do you have enough Valyrian steel for this necklace?"

Rega hung the necklace on her fingertips and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's worth the weight of a piece of jewelry."

"A necklace of Valyrian steel, you are truly luxurious."

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes at him, but she couldn't hold back her lips, stroking the necklace like a treasure.

In addition to the links, the necklace naturally has its own pendant.

The pendant of this necklace was designed by Rhaegar himself, abandoning clichéd drawings and not including various pearls and gemstones.

It is a carving of three dragon heads the size of a fingernail.

The appearance of the dragon head pays tribute to the three first-generation dragons of the Targaryen family.

From left to right are Meraxes, Balerion, and Vhagar.

Meraxes has a sharp horn crown, half-squinted vertical pupils, and has a graceful and noble temperament.

Balerion's face was ferocious, his eyes widened with anger, and he exuded a solemnity that showed no anger and self-power.

Vhagar draws on the appearance of his prime, with dense horns and crest, and his eyes closed, as if he is in deep sleep.

Three dragon heads, one low and two high, are hung on the necklace. The carvings are lifelike, as if they contain the soul of the dragon.

"It's so beautiful!"

Not sparing any detail of the necklace, Rhaenyra sincerely marveled.

It has to be said that the blacksmiths in Qohor deserve to be called top-notch.

The necklace is extremely beautifully cast, as if it was born to be so beautiful.

"As long as you like it."

Rhaegar put his hands on the back of the chair and admired Rhaenyra's profile.

He remembered Daemon giving Rhaenyra a necklace of Valyrian steel.

Although Rhaenyra hated Daemon for what he had done, the necklace remained at the bottom of the jewelry box.

Thinking of this, Rhaegar leaned close to Rhaenyra's ear and said deeply: "Now, you have a new heirloom."

Rhaenyra glanced at him in surprise, then reacted.

Holding the necklace above her head, Rhaenyra smiled and said sweetly: "Rhaegar, help me put it on!"

"good."

Rhaegar agreed, took off the necklace Rhaenyra was originally wearing, and put it skillfully around her white snow neck.

As for the old necklace, he threw it out of the window.

Rhaenyra lowered her head to look at the necklace. The three dragon heads looked like amulets. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Bo~

He hugged Rhaegar's neck and gave him a reward on the side of his face.

Rhaegar buried his head in her hair, inhaling deeply the fragrance of lavender, and discussed: "Rhaenyra, my father has prepared a marriage list for me."

"what's your plan?"

Rhaenyra played with the necklace, tilted her head slightly, and asked softly.

Rhaegar said, "You know what I mean."

"Giggle..."

Rhaenyra smiled half-smilingly, her eyes shone brightly, and instructed: "If you want anything, just ask your father. He always favors you."

"I'm very greedy."

Rhaegar's eyes were playful, pretending to be mysterious.

He knew that Rhaenyra cared about him as much as he cared about her.

Thinking about it, I put my hands on the rocking chair and touched the solid wood.

outside the window.

The weirwood trees stood tall, with two small caterpillars crawling on the thick trunks.

A small green worm slowly climbed up, and a small green worm slowly climbed down.

The little green worm above climbed onto a branch and reached a plump and juicy young leaf.

The whole body climbed onto the leaves and tasted them as if they had been hungry for a long time.

The little caterpillar below crawled hard and stared at a ball of soft and waxy gum.

Snapped--

As soon as they climbed to the gum tree, before the little caterpillar could finish its meal, it was covered by a pair of small hands.

"Rhaega, no!"

Rhaenyra will always be the heroine.

Her child will not be illegitimate and I will arrange reasonable conditions.