Mysterious Bracelet

Chapter 21: The Mysterious Bracelet

"Heh, she's playing the part of a good wife and loving mother very well."

Walking among the ministers, Rhaenyra, with a fake smile, witnessed everything.

Her resentment caused Rhaegar, standing beside her, to shiver.

"Sister, you're hurting my hand."

Rhaegar cried out pitifully, trying to pull away his small hand, which Rhaenyra was holding.

Rhaenyra quickly let go. "Sorry, I just forgot you were here."

"It's fine. Watch your image, many people are watching in this kind of setting," Rhaegar said, gently rubbing his hand and kindly reminding his sister.

Raising his head and glancing around, Rhaegar was suddenly drawn to a face.

Daemon was standing beside Viserys, calmly observing his brother and sister-in-law revealing their affections, a subtle sneer playing on his lips.

Rhaegar furrowed his brow and tilted his head, trying to get a clearer look.

Suddenly, Daemon turned his head, precisely locking onto Rhaegar.

Rhaegar was startled and couldn't help but take a step back.

No, what am I afraid of? Is he going to eat me?

Thinking of his own identity, Rhaegar's stubbornness flared up, and he glared back at Daemon, eyes wide open.

There was no confrontation as he had expected.

Daemon looked Rhaegar up and down with amusement, nodded with a smile, and paid him no further attention.

With a simple nod, Rhaegar felt a mix of disappointment and relief.

What a terrifying gaze, the pressure is too much.

Rhaegar secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his mind was still on the sneer Daemon had shown.

What did it mean?

Why did he show such a "contemptuous" expression when seeing his father and Alicent being affectionate?

Rhaegar suspected he had seen wrong.

But he couldn't forget the slight curve of Daemon's lips; that smile was definitely not fake.

Forget it, no one else saw it. I'll just hide behind someone.

Thinking this, Rhaegar shuffled a couple of steps behind Rhaenyra.

The banquet began, and the crowd took their seats.

Viserys called Rhaenyra and Rhaegar closer and introduced them to Daemon.

Rhaenyra had admired her uncle since childhood, so there was no need to elaborate.

Viserys took Rhaegar's hand and introduced him to his brother: "Rhaegar, my eldest son. I don't need to say more, you already know."

Daemon nodded, his stern face forcing a kind smile that looked somewhat awkward.

Viserys didn't force his brother and said with a smile, "The Seven Gods bless him, Rhaegar recently had a fortunate encounter, and his frail health has been cured. It has lifted a great burden from my heart."

Daemon said, "I heard about it. A magical fruit from a White Hart. It sounds like a story from a ballad."

"Haha, I didn't believe it the first time I heard it either, but the will of the gods is always profound. Rhaegar is a Targaryen favored by the divine."

Viserys stared at Daemon with a peculiar gaze, his words startling everyone present.

The King's eldest son, favored by a White Hart, and now called blessed by the gods by the King himself...

What did the King mean?

Could it be, as rumored outside, that there was a hint of changing the heir?

His words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

Rhaenyra's expression shifted slightly, and she looked down at her brother, who was looking more energetic each day.

Daemon, unconcerned, patted Rhaegar's head and blessed him, "I hope you will always be healthy and free from illness."

The most out of place was Alicent.

Her gentle face froze for a moment, and she secretly dug her fingernails into the flesh of her thumb, forcing a smile.

She knew this day would come sooner or later.

When Rhaegar was critically ill and didn't have much time left to live, she had planned to put her son Aegon on the throne after the King's eldest son died.

Even if the King didn't agree, the council members would secretly support her and propose a change of heir to the King.

But Rhaegar's miraculous recovery was a fatal blow to her.

From now on, even if some people didn't like Rhaenyra being a woman and the heir...

He would only support his eldest son, Rhaegar.

He wouldn't go out of his way to support his second son, Aegon, whom she bore.

"Have all my years of effort been in vain?"

Alicent despaired, her thumb bleeding from being bitten.

To avoid drawing attention to her distressed expression, Alicent quietly lowered her head, minimizing her presence.

Facing his uncle's blessing, Rhaegar felt uncomfortable and replied politely, "Thank you, Uncle."

"I said some foolish things before, and I hope you don't take them to heart. This is our first meeting, and there will be a bright future ahead."

How could his little thoughts escape Daemon's notice? He saw through them at a glance.

Daemon rolled up his sleeves, removed a silver metal bracelet, and said deeply, "After the war in the Stepstones ended, the soldiers plundered many treasures."

"Countless gold coins, gems of various colors, dazzling ornaments..."

Rhaegar listened intently, very interested in the war.

Daemon handed over the bracelet, "This bracelet was found in the Crabfeeder's most treasured chest. It's forged from Valyrian steel and is a gift for you."

"Valyrian steel? That is indeed precious."

Rhaegar's eyes lit up, but his pride made him control the urge to reach out, looking expectantly at his father.

Viserys nodded, "You don't need to refuse a gift from your uncle."

"Hooray, thank you, Uncle."

With his permission, Rhaegar immediately cast aside his dissatisfaction with Daemon and snatched the bracelet.

Never mind any past grudges.

In this moment, Daemon was his good uncle.

"A beautiful bracelet, with patterns carved on it."

Rhaegar happily held the bracelet, wearing it on his slender wrist.

Rhaenyra couldn't help but put her hand to her forehead, "Perhaps you should put the bracelet away. Your wrist is too thin, and you could easily lose it."

"Hmph, I always know how to cherish hard-won gains."

Rhaegar snorted in displeasure, raising his wrist to admire the Valyrian steel bracelet in the sunlight.

This was a treasure worthy of being an heirloom.

"This exploration mission has begun. The target is the mysterious Valyrian steel bracelet."

The System prompt suddenly sounded, making the already happy Rhaegar even happier, his lips unable to stop smiling.

With a thought, the System panel appeared.

[Mysterious Valyrian Steel Bracelet]

Exploration progress: 0.5%

After half a year, Rhaegar was overjoyed to have another exploration opportunity.

He looked at Daemon with genuine sincerity, expressing his gratitude, "Thank you so much, Uncle Daemon."

The sudden action confused Daemon.

But seeing that his nephew genuinely liked it, he accepted it with a smile.

Viserys patted Rhaegar's head, teaching him, "You don't need to say thank you twice, especially to family."

"Mhm, Uncle Daemon is my family."

Rhaegar nodded vigorously, his handsome face full of mirth.

Never mind whether someone was family or not.

If Daemon were to slap Alicent right now, he would applaud and say it was a crisp slap.

"Alright, stop that uncultured look, and show some princely demeanor."

Rhaenyra, unable to bear it, smacked her brother on the back of the head and warned him through gritted teeth.

Rhaegar rubbed the back of his head, defiant, "You're both hitting me on the head. Who will be responsible if you knock me stupid?"

"If you truly become an idiot, I'll keep you in a little room in the Red Keep."

Rhaenyra smiled menacingly.

Daemon was a man of complex psychology, fully embodying the dual nature of genius and madness within the Targaryen family.

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