Chapter 128 Domineering appearance

Author: Kel'Thuzad's Cat

Chapter 128 Domineering appearance

Allison Hightower was stopped outside.

This is the princess's courtyard, which has been under the control of Rhaenyra's trusted guards for a long time. No one can enter without permission except Lannal and Jeyne Arryn.

"If I were the mistress of the Red Castle, these guards wouldn't have the guts to stop me." Allison felt a little uneasy inside. She was once a close friend of the princess.

"What do you want to do?" After waiting for a long time, Rhaenyra came out of the courtyard and looked at Hao Jimei who was in a daze with a careful look.

"I'm here to remind you that the royal hunting party is about to set off, and you should go with it, otherwise the king will be anxious and the nobles will laugh at your rudeness.

Go and put on your fancy clothes, you really don’t look like a princess like this!”

At the end, Allison made her own comments.

"I see." Rhaenyra turned around.

"By the way, Allison, you are not qualified to instruct a princess on how to behave, do you understand?" A faint voice came into Allison's ears.

No matter how rude I am, the nobles can only wait. This is the confidence that the dragon brings me.

Understanding the meaning of Rhaenyra's words, Allison's face turned red and she trotted away.

"Allison...why are you always so confident?" Rhaenyra cursed as she gathered her ministers.

…

The imperial convoy drove slowly towards the camp in the imperial forest. Servants and guards were already waiting in the palace to clean and maintain it.

One after another, the adults and ladies in the kingdom got off their carriages and horses, packed their clothes and appearance, and greeted the friendly nobles at the same time.

At the end of the motorcade, His Majesty the King got off the magnificent carriage and stepped into his loyal royal forest.

A young and beautiful woman got out of the carriage that followed, and suddenly, there were sparse cheers.

"Pearl of Old Town!" Otto's brother, Earl Hightower, cheered selflessly, and some of the ladies closest to him couldn't help but cover their ears.

"Hightower, after working hard for so long, there is still no movement." Some nobles exchanged some information with their eyes, their eyes full of ridicule.

"Where's Rhaenyra?" Viserys sat on the main seat in the camp and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a silk scarf. The carriage was bumpy too much, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ah, that's it!" "Seven Gods!" Rhaenyra, who was last, was slowly entering.

But what surprised the nobles was that the princess's pomp was too great!

A ferocious animal that looked as dark as night, the shadow lynx walked steadily on her left side.

To her right was a giant lion that was larger and more savage than the shadow lynx. It occasionally opened its bloody mouth to show everyone its power.

Behind Rhaenyra were a dark green dragon as big as a mammoth, and a mud-red dragon as big as a carriage.

They stretched their wings, scraped and crawled on the ground, guarding Rhaenyra's rear, and neighed threateningly because there were too many strangers in the scene. The dragon's mouth faced both sides of the crowd, spitting out sparks.

On top of them were two adult giant dragons - Syrax and the gray shadow flying together. Their huge figures covered the sky of the camp, casting shadows, arousing people's awe for this creature.

with fear.

At the end of the team were the princess's guards, maids, and ascetic monks. In addition, there were two hundred armored soldiers of the Royal Forest clan following them. Their blood-soaked eyes made some nobles shudder, and their auras were astonishing.

Rhaenyra walked toward the camp step by step while facing everyone's gaze as if no one else was watching, but her steps seemed to have entered the hearts of the nobles, making a thumping sound.

The princess was not wearing the noble attire that represented the majesty of the royal family, but in the hearts of everyone present, she was wearing the most beautiful palace attire that represented power.

There is no doubt that Rhaenyra has become the center of the entire camp at this moment, and everyone's eyes are attracted by her domineering appearance. Allison on the side hurriedly retreats, and no one cares about the dress she spent so much time organizing.

"Holy Princess!" Little Piper from Pink City couldn't help shouting with admiration in her eyes.

"Holy Princess, Holy Princess!!" The civilians around the royal forest also shouted loudly, as if the seven gods had appeared, and they knelt down devoutly.

Then came the clan soldiers and ascetic monks from the royal forest... Finally, everyone in the audience began to shout the name of "Holy Princess".

In such an atmosphere, Rhaenyra felt a throbbing deep in her soul.

The same is true when holding a poet conference!

Rhaenyra raised her head and looked at the sky, "Is this the name of Syracuse absorbing nutrients?"

From a perspective that no one could see, rays of golden light condensed on the dragons present. Syrax absorbed the most, and the light seemed to be substantial.

In the far north, a certain forest witch was sleeping, but she suddenly woke up.

"Hey, what did I dream about just now?" She dreamed of the remains of a huge tree, which was covered with burnt marks.

But on top of the remains of this big tree, a new sapling is gradually growing: it has seven branches of different colors, and at the bottom are flowing roots that are as dark and shiny as corrugated steel.

…

When the nobles came to the Kingswood, it was already lunch time, and Rhaenyra let the beasts and dragons out to hunt freely.

At this time, she was standing alone in the camp, but she also attracted many secretly watching eyes.

"Your Highness," the young man's voice came from behind, and Rhaenyra saw the visitor giving her a thoughtful aristocratic salute.

"The banquet held by the royal family was so grand, it gave us young people a lot of experience."

"Sir Jason, and Minister Tyran."

The two Lannister twins are very recognizable. They both wear lion heraldic cloaks and have long golden hair like a lion's mane.

When Rhaenyra mentioned his brother, Jason sighed, "My brother is too boring. May the Seven Gods bless him."

Tai Lan didn't say anything, but looked at the princess in front of him with shy eyes.

Jason was still minding his own business and said, "Your Highness, you remind me of the beauties of the kingdom who were once known as pearls."

"Although they are noble ladies, they have forgotten the confidence they had in childhood that they wanted to be princesses.

I mean, they are like weak wild flowers and weeds, waiting for a prince to save them."

"You are a true princess. All the girls in Lannister cannot match your beauty and elegance. All girls want to be like you."

"No, Ser Jason," Rhaenyra replied with a smile.

"I don't take the title of princess as a matter of course as the most beautiful girl in the kingdom."

"All little girls grow up and are no longer interested in princesses and things like that," she said.

"In fact, when they are no longer interested in princesses, some little boys are still very interested in crawling around the world."

Nobles like Jason always imagine themselves as the prince who saves the princess.

"I agree with your point of view." Jason did not understand Rhaenyra's hint, causing his brother Tyran to chuckle behind his back.

"What I ask for is the inheritance rights as a princess and the confidence to rule the kingdom." Rhaenyra explained with a normal expression, neither salty nor cool.

Jason nodded, took two glasses of wine from the servant behind him, and handed one of them to Rhaenyra.

"Try it, it will be the most delicious mead you will ever drink!"

"Of course, it's brewed in Lannisterport."
Chapter completed!