MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

 Chapter 331 Rhaenyra’s special state

Rhaegar rolled his eyes and warned: "Take good care of it. I recently collected an ancient book about dragons and will study and discuss it with the bachelors later."

 The ancient books were purchased by Xi Liu at a high price for him, and the seller was an orphan whose father had explored the Sea of ​​Smoke.

 “Can it be cured?” Renya’s watery eyes widened, and she raised the baby dragon in her arms.

Rega pretended to be thoughtful and said with a smile, "Maybe."

 After comforting the two twins, he glanced at Rhaenyra, who had finished eating a piece of pie and was drinking wine.

Rhaegar was going crazy in his heart, with a smile on his face: "Okay, Rhaenyra and I have something to talk about. You take the baby dragon and go out to play first."

 “Okay.” The twins were very obedient and ran out the door obediently.

 As soon as the twins left, Rhaegar straightened his back and frowned helplessly.

Rhaenyra drank the wine, carefully selected a piece of delicious dessert, and continued to put it into her mouth.

I was still angry just now. Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes when I said I was wronged. My mood was extremely unstable.

While talking, Rhaenyra finished the dessert in a few bites and picked up another piece of strawberry pudding to relieve her tiredness.

Even so, she still enjoyed eating without any trace of her usual dignified image.

 Sarah nodded and went out silently.

“Rhaenyra, Allison asked you to entertain the guests. Do you want to go out and get some fresh air?” Rhaegar tried to communicate.

Owell has very good medical skills and can perform examinations very smoothly.

Rhaegar sat next to her, glancing at him with embarrassment with her beautiful eyes, still working hard.

Rega took a deep breath, waved to the foreign girl Sara who stood beside her like a wooden figure, and said seriously: "Call Ovel, come quickly."

Rhaegar turned his head and saw at first sight a plump red-robed figure besides the two of them.

Rhaegar noticed the five or six porcelain plates stacked beside her. He grabbed her white wrist and said sternly: "Rhaenyra, you have eaten a lot of sweets. If you continue like this, you will destroy yourself."

Reni shook her head and sobbed softly in her arms.

 The amount of food I eat now is astonishing. I eat countless meals from morning to night, and one meal is more than what I used to eat in a day.

Rhaegar, whose head was full of black lines, took the cloak beside the bed to cover Rhaenyra, and straightened her loose nightgown.

Rhaegar kissed her forehead, his eyes signaling Orvel to move faster.

 “Allison has her hands full on her own.” Rhaenyra was unmoved.

 “You’re not hungry, you’re just greedy.”

Rhaegar leaned back to avoid the naughty little hands, but still got a mouthful of cream.

 There is no trace of the bright and domineering spirit of the past, and she looks like a little girl who has been wronged.

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Sarah and Ovel stood outside the door.

Being disturbed from enjoying the delicious food, Rhaenyra's watery eyes turned a little angry. Her gaze fell on the hand he held in his wrist. She frowned and said dissatisfied: "I'm hungry."

"Rhaegar, you despise me!" Rhaenyra's eyes widened and she acted rogue.

Crunch—

 She used to have three meals a day plus an occasional midnight snack. One or two bites of sweets or bread were enough for each meal.

 He suspected that Rhaenyra was sick or under some kind of irritation.

The lower abdomen is originally flat and smooth, but if you continue to eat, it will turn into a bucket waist.

Rhaegar pretended that he didn't feel bad. He hugged her gently and softened his voice: "Let the bachelor check it first. We don't want you to have any problems, right?"

"Come in."

“Rhaenayla, you are no longer a child.”

Rhaegar did not tolerate her at all. He pointed at her belly under her silk nightgown and lectured: "You don't control your diet for half a month. Do you want to destroy yourself?"

After doing everything, Ovel walked in carrying a small satchel.

Rhaegar wiped the cream stain on his chest and said seriously: "You know the princess's situation, check it carefully."

 With his help, Orville was successfully elected as a Grand Bachelor and sat on the Royal Council, considered to be more than half of his own people.

While Rhaegar wasn't paying attention, he grabbed a piece of cream and slapped it on his face, rubbing it repeatedly as if to retaliate.

The entire dessert cannot fit into the small mouth, and you can only bite a third of it at a time. The corners of your rosy lips are covered with dots of cream.

Rhaenyra's face turned red, her eyes were misted, and she bit her lower lip: "I'm not sick."

 Although she used to love sweets, her temper was not very good.

Snapped-

But the recent changes have been too obvious. That tempting little mouth is either chewing delicacies or cursing people all the time.

Rhaenyra suddenly changed her temper during this period, her appetite increased greatly, she was listless, and her temper became unstable.

Snapped-

Rhaenyra pursed her lips, grabbed a piece of cake, and placed it on his chest.

 Finally, Orville came to a conclusion and pondered: "The princess is very healthy. It may be due to the influence of insomnia and dreams, which caused her poor mental condition."

"that is it?"

 “No problem at all.”

Rhaegar was very surprised, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked uncertainly: "Is there something going on here?"

 Speaking, he looked expectantly and pointed at Rhaenyra's belly.

Ovel shook his head: "Prince, the princess does not have any pregnancy symptoms."

 The detection means are limited and there is only one word "wait".

 “Trouble, please retreat.” Rhaegar persuaded him to retreat in disappointment.

Owell was alert and exited the room silently.

As he passed by, the red-robed witch standing guard outside said in a gentle voice: "Prince, why don't you let me take a look."

Rhaegar glanced at her and refused directly: "You stay away from Rhaenyra, or you will be sent back to Volantis immediately."

  Putting aside the friendship he had established with the temple of R'hllor, he disliked and rejected women in red robes from the bottom of his heart.

 He would never allow any red woman to approach Rhaenyra at this moment.

The red-robed witch was not angry. She looked at the siblings calmly and whispered: "The true dragon will absorb the nutrients it needs."

“What are you muttering about?” Rhaegar frowned coldly.

"nothing."

The red-robed witch leaned on the door frame and said disparagingly: "I have inspected the church in the castle. The two monks of the Faith of the Seven are still clamoring to cast a bronze statue of the Virgin. Are you really not considering switching to the R'hllor faith?"

 “No! At least not now, you can go out.”

 Lega pretended to be angry and issued an order to expel the guests. The belief in the Seven Gods has been rooted in the continent of Westeros for a long time. King Ren Rui finally reached an agreement with them, so how could he destroy it at will?

 Unless there is a need and there is sufficient interest.

The red-robed witch knew she didn't have enough chips, so she left angrily.

Sarah followed with a wink, stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her back.

 For a while, the room became quiet, leaving only the sobs and comfort of the two people.

Rhaenyra wept silently, her head arching back and forth in Rhaegar's arms, trying to find a comfortable position to rest.

 She has been very anxious recently and cannot feel at peace for a moment.

 After a while, he choked and said, "Aren't you going to accompany the guests?"

Rhaegar slowly smoothed her messy hair and said seriously: "Let those guests die, it's enough for me to accompany them."

He didn't understand why Rhaenyra was acting like this, but he knew that Rhaenyra was troubled and needed him by her side.

"You are the crown prince, you should go out." Rhaenyra hugged the other person's waist tightly and retorted harshly.

Rhaegar saw through her little thoughts and asked, "Rhaenayla, what's wrong with you?"

Rhaenyra looked up with tears in her eyes, glared at him resentfully, and then retracted into her arms like an ostrich.

After a while, Rhaegar heard someone venting his complaints.

“Your father favored you when you were in your mother’s womb. Even if you were unconscious after birth, you were still the focus of your father’s attention…”

Rhaenyra was a little confused and muttered: "Because you are a boy, you have one more thing than me, and you easily took away my throne..."

 The words changed and his voice sobbed again: "You are so kind and smarter than me since childhood. Even I, who should be resentful, am worried about you..."

 “Rhaegar, you have been unfaithful to me, you owe me...”

As he spoke, his voice gradually stopped.

Rhaegar looked down and saw Rhaenyra lying on her chest covered in butter, sleeping with her brows slightly furrowed.

　　After listening to her hidden complaints, Lei tightened his embrace and touched her forehead with his forehead.

 At least Rhaenyra had spoken so that he could know what she was thinking.

 She felt better, and Rhaegar felt more relieved.

After a moment of silence, Rhaegar murmured softly: "I will stay with you until the end of the tourney and I will not go anywhere."

 Get up, pick up Rhaenyra, and place her on the bed to rest.

 He stared at it for a while and gradually became sleepy.

 At the last moment when I closed my eyes, a familiar murmur reached my ears.

"I do not blame you…"

 …

 Unknowingly, a dream occurred.

 Red Castle, a certain room.

Rhaegar looked up at a loss. The layout of the room was inexplicably familiar.

 Where the bed should have been, there was a cradle.

Regala's close-up view shows a swaddled baby sleeping soundly in a cradle.

"What are you doing?"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came, which startled Rhaegar.

 “Princess, it’s time to breastfeed your little highness.”

 “You stand down and I will come in person.”

　　　…”

Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was not the person in the dream who discovered him, but someone communicating outside the door.

Crunch—

The door opened, and a pretty silver-haired girl walked in, holding a bowl of warm goat's milk in her hand.

 “Rhaena?” Rhaegar asked in surprise.

Rhaenyra was about 8 or 9 years old at this time, with a delicate and cute face, and a solemn look in her purple eyes.

Approaching the cradle, she looked down at the little baby, a flash of disgust in her eyes.

 “You took away your mother.”

Rhaenyra murmured softly, then hesitantly reached out and pinched the baby's nose.

Rhaegar watched quietly, feeling extremely surprised.

　　The baby must be him. Who would have thought that he had suffered the murderous hands of Rhaenyra before?

The nose is breathless, the baby is gradually waking up, and its small palms are fumbling clumsily.

.

After touching randomly for a while, the baby couldn't bear the pain anymore. He suddenly grabbed Rhaenyra's hand holding her nose, stretched out her little tongue and licked it.

“Eh~” Rhaenyra shuddered and let go of her hand in disgust.

Breathing again, the little baby took a deep breath, holding Rhaenyra's hand and nibbling more vigorously.

Rhaenyra frowned and looked at her brother who couldn't wake up.

The little baby suddenly opened his eyes, revealing confused purple eyes, and chewed his hands.

Rhaenyra couldn't help but be moved when she first saw those pure purple eyes, her little face unable to remain cold.

　　After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand that was covered in saliva and looked down at the baby proudly.

As if she had thought of something, Rhaenyra smiled evilly, stretched out her fingers to stir the goat's milk, and put it to the baby's mouth to tease.

The baby was babbling eagerly, holding its fingers and sucking hard. It looked like it was starving.

Rhaenyra found it interesting. She took out her finger and dipped some goat's milk into it to tease the baby. She waited until it made a squeaking sound before stuffing it into its mouth.

Just like that, the little baby endured the humiliation and drank less than half a bowl of goat's milk. He was so tired that he fell asleep and snored lightly.

Rhaenyra's face was red, and she lay beside the cradle, turning over and over, occasionally reaching out to poke the baby's face.

Rhaegar had a panoramic view, and a big stone fell in his heart.

 It’s okay, okay, I won’t be murdered by my sister.

It was at this time that he suddenly recalled some privacy between the sheets.

Rhaegar gritted his teeth: "No wonder you always oppress me!"

 (End of this chapter)