Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

Melisandre had to double check that she had read it correctly.

She did see her king leading an army against the terrifying darkness.

However, why? She had thought that the Land of Smoke and Salt was occupied by a Targaryen king with dragons, but she had seen none in the Holy Fire.

The swaying firelight flickered uncertainly. The holy fire once foreshadowed the fate of several false kings to her, but now it was as unstable as this firelight. Is the corner of the future she glimpsed true, and will it happen?

She never doubted R'hllor, she only doubted whether she really interpreted the Holy Fire correctly?

She watched the flames sway and change, her eyes unblinking.

"Ma'am." The guard knocked on the door from outside.

The time had come for her to go to the king.

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Stannis was staring at the people outside the castle from the castle tower with his deep-set eyes, like ants wandering around the ruined towns and villages.

He will remember that more than ten years ago, he stood here and watched a similar scene.

Only this time, there was no Eddard Stark to resolve the crisis for him, allowing people to give most of the glory to the savior, and there was no Robert to urge him to build a fleet to attack Dragonstone.

Stannis wore a crown of red gold, the edges deliberately shaped into flames. He is king now. His belt was set with garnets and topaz, and a large square ruby ​​was set in the hilt of his sword. The rest of his attire was plain: a cotton jacket over a studded leather vest, a pair of well-worn boots, and brown breeches of rough weavers.

"Stannis, His Majesty the King, let me go." A hoarse voice came from behind, "For my loyalty to you, for my love for you, let me go! You can't do this, I'm not a traitor!" He was an old man, tall and thin, with silver-grey hair, a pointed beard, and a long, distinguished face twisted with fear. "Selyse, Shireen, they are your wife and daughter. There is also Axel, the defenders of Dragonstone. I promised to redeem them for you, and the Florentine family paid for it. How can this be considered betrayal?" ? Let me go! I just want to save our lives... and honor... His conditions... are very fair... and very beneficial to us..."

The sound gradually became distant, and he pretended not to hear it and just stood quietly on the tower.

Andrew Eastmond was the first to arrive after hearing the news. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, Earl Alister?"

"Arise, Ser Andrew," commanded Stannis. "I need to be heard. You are my cousin and my squire, and I want you to tell the truth. So tell me the truth - the punishment for betrayal. What is it?"

"Betrayal?" Andrew was shocked. It was a terrible question. The king knew better than anyone the punishment of betrayal.

"Otherwise, what else can we call it? Isn't negotiating with Dragonstone an acknowledgment of his legitimacy? He even wants to respond to King's Landing's request. I asked him to be Hand, but he wants to sell out my rights. Let me ask you again ——According to the law, what is the punishment for rebellion?”

Andrew had no choice but to reply: "Death," he said, "the punishment is death, Your Majesty."

"It has always been so. I am not... I am not a cruel lord, Andrew, you know me, you have always known me. It is not my decree. It has always been so, from the time of Aegon, from the beginning of the world. Daemon Blackfire, Brother Toyne, King Vulture, Master Harish... Traitors must pay the price with their lives... Even Rhaenyra Targaryen is no exception. She is the daughter of the old king and the new king. His mother was also executed as a traitor for trying to usurp his brother's throne. This is the law, Andrew, not cruelty."

"You said Aegon... Your Majesty." After Andrew finished speaking, he heard the sound of the king's teeth grinding, and after his head became hot, he felt cold all over.

The words hung in the air. Andrew swallowed.

"Back then Aerys... I hope you understand." He showed a painful expression. "Have you never seen the Iron Throne? The back of the chair is covered with sharp spikes like teeth, the weird twisted metal, countless steel swords and daggers are entangled and fused together... That is not a comfortable chair, sergeant. Aerys is often covered in blood. , even known as the 'blood-scab king', and if the legend is true, it was on this chair that 'the cruel' Maegor died. No one could rest comfortably on it. I often wonder why my brother wanted so desperately. Get it. But Robert got it from Aerys, and as Robert's heir, the throne is mine. The Targaryens have been banished from the Seven Kingdoms, and I am not. "

Andrew was silent. He lowered his head and said he shouldn't have come.

The king, who could not wait for an answer, drove him away: "Sir Andrew. Stand down."

"As you command, Your Majesty." Andrew bowed and left angrily.

No one came to see the king again. Until Melisandre came: "Your Majesty."

"Now I can't hear honest advice from my side. Almost all the lords who swore allegiance to me have abandoned me. The few who remain loyal have lost their confidence. Once the Tyrell army left, they spent their time drinking and gambling all day long. Ms. Sandra, I don’t understand, am I really the hero you call me?”

"You are the legitimate king. Your Majesty." Melisandre said, "The red comet streaked across the sky, announcing the fulfillment of the prophecy; you have the 'Lightbringer', the red sword of heroes. I told you, Your Majesty, there is only death. In exchange for life. It could have been you to awaken the dragon in the stone. Like Aegon, you would set out from Dragonstone; like Aegon, you would conquer Westeros."

At first, everyone thought it was a rumor, including the letter from Dragonstone, and they were all dismissed as lies. But the messenger crows come every once in a while. As the Tyrell army gradually left, more and more news poured into Storm's End, which had been blocked for many days. And every piece of news about dragons continues to challenge the nerves of those who hear the news.

When you believe that there are dragons on Dragonstone, all abnormal phenomena that look like rumors and are unreasonable can be explained.

Therefore, the Dragon King of Dragonstone probably does have a dragon.

This speculation was so alarming that even Stannis was shocked. He has seen many strange powers and chaotic gods. So it makes sense when a giant dragon appears.

Stannis looked at her gloomily: "The nine wizards crossed the sea to hatch the dragon eggs stored by Aegon III. Baelor, who was 'protected by the gods,' prayed for the eggs for half a year. Aegon IV invented the wooden and iron dragon, and Aerion 'Bright Flame' drank wildfire powder in an attempt to transform himself into a dragon. The mage failed, King Baelor's prayers were not answered, the wooden dragon was burned, and Prince Aerion died screaming. "

"But the facts have proven that Viserys did it. He now calls himself the Dragon King, and the stone dragon in Dragon Mountain may have been obtained by him." Melisandre said, "But despite this, Your Majesty, heroes must go through ups and downs. Azor Ahai forged the sword three times. The first time, he worked sleeplessly for thirty days and nights. When he put the sword into the water to cool it, the sword broke. He was not a person who gave up easily. He started from scratch. The second time, he fought for fifty days and fifty nights. This sword was better than the previous one, and the final product was more sophisticated than the last time. Azor Ahai caught a lion and prepared it. He inserted the sword into the red heart of the beast to cool the sword, but unexpectedly the sword broke and shattered. The third time, because he finally knew what to do, he spent hundreds of days and nights forging it with a heavy heart. The sword was finally made into a messenger of light."

"I have heard your story." Stannis drew his sword. Melisandre calls it "Lightbringer", the hero's red sword, which has experienced the test of flames that devoured the Seven Gods. When the sword was unsheathed, the room seemed to suddenly become brighter. The sword shone with a strange light, sometimes orange, sometimes yellow, sometimes red, and the surrounding air also changed and glowed. No jewelry could be so brilliant. "This feels no different from other long swords. And according to what you said, how many more times will I fail?

And there are rumors that the Targaryens have dragons.

You say that I am the chosen one of R'hllor, but I have no money for mercenaries, no prospect of plunder or glory to attract free riders to defect, and the pirates' fleets can only be bought with tax power.

Rather than a hero, am I not the last Storm King, Argila Durandon? Renly is childless, Robert's three children were all born of incest, and my heir daughter was captured by the Targaryens. And Targaryens have dragons.

destiny? R'hlroc had foreseen that Oris Baratheon would land with Aegon, conquer the Stormlands, kill the Storm King, marry Argila's daughter, and inherit the banner, emblem, and motto of the Storm King's House of Durrandon. Only then did the Baratheon family of the Stormlands come into existence. Now, will Baratheon's fate be the same as that of the Durandon family?

What will people call me in the future, 'The Last Storm', the Last Baratheon? "

"Your Majesty, you have seen in the Holy Fire that compared to the current situation, there is a more important fate of the world waiting for you to take responsibility. Please ask your loyalists to collect people with the blood of the king for you and give them to Lach Lo, the ancient prophecies will come true, you are R'hllor's Chosen One, and he will show you the way forward. There are no lies in R'hllor's Holy Fire."

"In my opinion, it's all lies plus lies! Even if the fire tells the truth, it's also full of traps." Stannis gritted his teeth and said, "That's enough, he has dragons!"

"The illegal king of Dragonstone just usurped your throne temporarily. He has dragons, but even Valyria, which was once prosperous at the time, was in danger of extinction."

"You said R'hllor destroyed Valyria?" Stannis looked at her solemnly.

"Valyria was destroyed four hundred years ago, but R'hllor and the Lord of Light have lasted for endless years and are still showing their power to all living beings." She did not say yes or no. "Please collect the blood of the kingdom and let me give it to R'hllor to win the Seven Kingdoms for you."

"But the boy -" Stannis was talking about Edric Storm, Robert's bastard son.

Robert had sex with Dilina Florent, who was the bridesmaid, on the wedding bed of Stannis and Selyse, and thus gave birth to Edric. Stannis saw this as a stain on his reputation. Selyse claimed that Robert and Delina had polluted the marriage bed and placed a curse on their union.

"That boy has the blood of a king. But he is not the only one under your rule who has the blood of a king."

"You asked me to find those children and harm them, no!" Stannis flatly refused, "Never!"

"If a warrior of the Lord of Light becomes a 'hero' by harming innocent children, then I'd rather I wasn't!

I am the king, whether I want to be or not. I have an obligation, to my daughter, to my country, to Robert. This is the law.

And the reason I want to be king is because all the heinous crimes in this country must be brought to justice. Starting with Cersei and her bastard, the Lannister woman who cheated on Robert, played him like a fool, and maybe murdered him, just like Jon Arryn and Eddard Stark. They are just the beginning. I want to clean up the court, and Robert should have done so after the Battle of the Three Rivers. Ser Barristan once told me that King Aerys's corruption began with Varys, and the eunuch must not be forgiven! And the Kingslayer. Robert should at least strip Jaime of his white robes and send him to the Wall, just as Lord Stark asked, but he listened to Jon Arryn's advice instead.

I am king to bring justice to Westeros, and if I do that, how can I punish evil and eliminate lawlessness in the future?

Now the Targaryens are back, at Dragonstone.

When Robert rose up, I chose between family or lord, brother or king. I chose Robert, and now I will stick to my decision.

I have thought it through, my lady. As Robert's legal heir, I will defend Robert's legitimate rights as Argilac Durrandon defended his Stormwind Kingdom. I am a Baratheon King, I will fight like a Baratheon King, and I will die like a Baratheon King. "