Daeren fell silent for a moment, glancing at Ser Jon.
Translation: Did you say anything? Did she say anything?
Ser Jon averted his gaze, shaking his head before nodding.
Translation: I didn't say anything. She did.
Shayani could not understand their exchange and frankly said, "Cersei Lannister is infatuated with you, but I don't think she's a good girl, nor is she right for you."
"Cersei is indeed rather dangerous."
Daeren secretly breathed a sigh of relief and introduced the farm to Shayani and the others.
Shayani was simple-minded. Seeing the natural scenery of Dragon Tongue Farm, she was extremely curious, looking here and touching there like a child.
She completely forgot about Cersei.
"How could she throw a little tantrum? She doesn't even have a calculating bone in her body."
Seeing Shayani's innocent and lively appearance, Daeren felt conflicted.
She truly stood in the position of an elder sister, warning him not to get close to Cersei.
"Cersei, Cersei..."
Daeren knew all too well how formidable the lioness was.
She was only a fourteen-year-old girl, yet she had killed before he ever had.
When Cersei was still at Casterly Rock, she and her close friend sought out the famous Forest Witch, Maggy the Frog, to divine their futures.
Cersei asked whether she would marry a prince in the future.
Maggy the Frog told her that she would marry a King...
Her close friend, meanwhile, asked whether she would marry Jaime Lannister in the future.
She had stepped right on a landmine!
Maggy the Frog told her that she would die that very night.
The young girl was shocked and enraged.
Cersei dragged her close friend away in anger, and afterward...
That unfortunate little girl was never seen again.
"Should I say Cersei was skilled at burying bodies, or that her teacher Tywin was better at cleaning up afterward?"
Daeren shook his head, too lazy to think about Lannister nonsense.
"Second Brother, your farm is so big!"
Jaeherys's eyes sparkled as he looked around at the novel sights with delight.
Viserys said, "I saw a little hen."
He imitated a chicken cluck, stuck out his backside, and tried to crawl beneath the fence into the Chicken Coop.
Grape and Coconut were eating pasture grass. Startled, they flapped their wings and flew up, pecking fiercely at the human hatchling.
"Waaah~~"
Viserys clutched his head and hid behind Shayani.
Daeren slapped his forehead.
A precious early scene of a hen defeating a human hatchling?
Time came to 12:30 noon.
Daeren explained the simple rules for finding Easter eggs and called Shayani and his two younger brothers to get ready.
Beep!
The whistle sounded, starting the two-minute timer.
...Ser Jon had blown the whistle.
"One, two, three..."
Daeren walked along the edge of the farm, finding several Easter eggs among the weeds and bushes.
Before this, there had not been a single Easter egg on the farm.
Fortunately, the farm was large, and Shayani and the others had not finished walking around it, so they had not noticed anything unusual.
Dragon Tongue Farm was similarly crude at present. It had only one small house and one Chicken Coop, with nothing remarkable in sight.
A minute and a half passed in the blink of an eye.
"Easter eggs, Easter eggs."
Viserys searched the ground with wide, fixed eyes.
He carried a small basket containing six Easter eggs.
His luck was not bad.
"Viserys, how many did you find?"
Jaeherys spotted his younger brother from afar. His eyes shifted, and he walked over.
Without looking up, Viserys honestly replied, "Six. Pretty impressive, right?"
"Impressive!"
Holding a basket, Jaeherys said, "Look, I have three, and you have six. Together, that makes nine. We'll definitely beat Brother and Sister."
Viserys froze, then said, "Then give me your Easter eggs."
An idea struck Jaeherys, and he smiled brightly. "You're so young that Second Brother definitely won't believe you found nine. Give yours to me, and they won't suspect anything."
"That makes some sense."
Viserys nodded, but he was reluctant to part with the Easter eggs in his basket.
Second Brother had said so.
The Easter eggs hidden on the farm had been laid by hens that ate special pasture grass. Every one of them contained Life Force.
They were very delicious.
"If I win the competition and get the reward, I'll give you all the Easter eggs to eat."
Jaeherys immediately saw through his younger brother's preference.
"Okay!"
The moment he heard he could get three Easter eggs for free, Viserys immediately agreed.
He handed over his six Easter eggs.
Jaeherys put away the Easter eggs and patted his younger brother's shoulder. "Don't worry. Once I get the reward, all the Easter eggs will be yours."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Viserys stayed where he was, imagining the future and chuckling foolishly. "Thank you, Third Brother."
Beep!
Another whistle sounded, signaling the end of the competition.
Daeren reunited with his sister and younger brothers and saw the smug Little Jay and the foolishly grinning Viserys.
"When will this kid ever grow up?"
Daeren held no ill will whatsoever toward his younger brother Viserys, only care for someone special.
"Second Brother, I have nine Easter eggs."
Jaeherys jumped out and laughed. "I won, right?"
"Oh?"
Daeren looked at his basket in surprise.
Nine brightly colored Easter eggs were stacked inside, nearly overflowing.
But when Daeren saw the kid's smug expression, he turned and saw that Viserys's basket was completely empty.
"I found them all anyway."
Jaeherys looked slightly guilty but stubbornly raised his chin.
Then why did he sound so uncertain?
Daeren did not expose him. Giving him a look, he said, "Under ordinary circumstances, you would have won."
In the game, finding nine Easter eggs allowed one to defeat Abby, the Great Easter Egg Demon.
But unfortunately, a game was a game, and reality was reality.
They could not be confused with one another.
Following Daeren's gaze, Jaeherys saw the basket his Second Brother had prepared in advance and began counting the Easter eggs inside.
"One, two, three... ninety..."
The little one's face darkened the more he counted. When he reached the twelfth, an air of utter dejection radiated from him.
Defeated!
"All right, losing is losing. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
Daeren stepped forward to comfort him, evenly dividing the Easter eggs among several baskets before handing them to his two younger brothers. "Take them back and eat them. Half each. Neither of you is allowed to fight over them."
Viserys: !!!
Jaeherys lowered his head in disappointment and picked up his basket.
"Princess, Princes, I should escort you back."
Ser Jon stepped forward at the right moment.
There was some distance between the farm and King's Landing. He had to get the Princess and Princes into the city before dusk.
The two younger ones obediently climbed into the carriage. Before leaving, they were reluctant to part with their Second Brother Daeren.
Children had sharp instincts. They could tell who was protecting them.
Shayani was the last to get into the carriage. Carrying her basket with both hands, she seriously looked over the farm once when she lowered the carriage curtain.
Daeren waved goodbye.
He thought, When Little Jay grows up, don't blame your brother for tricking you.
He had a foolish younger brother, and Daeren also had a Sister who never took anything to heart.
For the sake of a reward, it was not embarrassing.
After they left, the Mailbox produced the mysterious grand prize for the winner of the Easter egg event.
A Straw Hat!
[Straw Hat: A farmer's favorite hat, shielding him from summer heat and winter cold.]
Requirement: Win the Easter game.
Daeren examined it delightedly, then flipped the Straw Hat onto his head.
In an instant, the scorching noon sunlight became gentle, and the cool spring breeze gradually softened, regulating changes in the outside climate.
"Wonderful!"
Daeren praised it endlessly.
This Straw Hat could shield him from the effects of normal weather. He would no longer have to worry about working or fishing beneath the blazing sun.
Extreme weather was another matter.
"Other than its ordinary appearance, it's perfect."
Daeren put away the Straw Hat, not intending to wear it all the time.
A Straw Hat was for farmers, while he had to play the role of a prince.
As some people left, others arrived.
"Prince, Prince, I've brought you a reply from Dragonstone."
Lord Owen came panting, clutching a letter in his hand.
Daeren accepted the envelope and opened it. Inside were more than a dozen lines of delicate handwriting.
The general meaning was that he was invited to Dragonstone and would be welcomed there.
"One look tells me Rhaegar didn't write this letter."
Daeren snorted.
Rhaegar's handwriting was not like this, nor would he waste ink.
Lord Owen was drenched in sweat and smiled awkwardly. "At least it's a reply from Dragonstone. The moment the acting maester received it, I delivered it to you."
"You have my thanks, my lord."
Daeren took out a basket and gave it to him in return.
Inside were Easter eggs, around four or five of them.
Lord Owen froze. A wave of bitterness rose in his heart, and he said emotionally, "You are always so courteous, Prince."
After seeing him off, Daeren carefully examined the letter's contents.
Judging from the wording, it had been written on behalf of his sister-in-law, Princess Elia Martell of Dorne.
Daeren gazed into the distance. "My dear elder brother, you truly married a good wife."
Hopefully, you would not let her down again.
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