Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

Daenerys hadn't dreamed for a long time.

So when she realized it was a dream, she immediately became alert.

She heard the thunder gradually fading away.

She found herself in the chapel of Dragonstone Castle, wearing the wedding dress she had chosen long ago. She was the bride.

Countless guests were clamoring and pushing a three-headed dragon in front of her. That would be her husband, Viserys.

They smiled at each other, and under the blessing of Brother Baal, they swore their marriage in the chapel. They swore seven vows, received seven blessings, exchanged seven promises, and then the hymn was sung, and it was time to change the cloak.

But dreams always flow strangely, and they did not follow the wedding process.

After Viserys removed the bride's cloak, he did not tie the black and red velvet material on her, but put a crown on her head.

Her eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

She recognized that it was the crown of her mother, Queen Rhaella.

Once, she and her brother wandered between the free cities. Viserys had to sell the crown to survive, and people began to call him the Beggar King.

What a bitter and difficult time that was!

When Viserys put the crown on her, the bustle in the castle disappeared.

In a trance, a kind woman appeared in front of her, lying peacefully on the bed.

Mother?

When she was born, Queen Rhaella died of dystocia. She had no impression of her mother, but she could feel inexplicable warmth and kindness from her.

But the image of the woman gradually became clear, it was a statue.

It was Daenerys.

Daenerys realized that it was the stone sculpture of Daenerys that she and her brother had seen in the tomb of the Targaryen family.

The stone sculpture suddenly opened its eyes and looked in one direction with kindness and compassion.

Daenerys followed Daenerys's gaze and found that she was looking at the three-headed dragon statue carved in the tomb. The three dragon heads in the carving gradually became blurred in her vision.

Daenerys felt uneasy for no reason.

Daenerys felt a breeze and turned her head. The breeze came from the statue of Daenerys, and the statue gradually disappeared.

Daenerys suddenly realized something. She moved closer and pushed open the lid of the black stone coffin after the statue disappeared.

The light of the glass candle was still bright in the dream.

When Daenerys pushed open the lid of the coffin, she found that there was nothing inside.

At this time, she woke up.

Subconsciously, she looked to the side of the bed, but there was no one there, only her.

There was thunder outside.

Daenerys woke up completely. This was Storm's End.

She lived in a room in the lord's tower, and Viserys lived in the lord's room on the tower. After all, they had not officially married yet, and they were still cautious outside and did not live together.

Tomorrow is the day to set off back to Dragonstone, and the wedding is coming soon.

Viserys said that every unusual dream of hers is worth recording and sharing with him.

She wanted to share it right now, so that he could help her interpret the wonderful dream, but he was not around at the moment.

It was still raining outside. It had been raining non-stop since she came to Storm's End. It was said that the rain had been falling for nearly a month, and it only cleared up during the days when Stannis went to war. People were reluctant to mention it, but it was easy to find out that the days when it cleared up were when Melisandre, the red-robed woman who Viserys particularly valued, performed a "sacrificial" ceremony.

Viserys had told her that the rainy season in the Stormlands was unusual.

After thinking it over, she decided to go to Viserys. The first half of the dream was beautiful, but the latter part made her feel vaguely uneasy for some reason.

In the darkness, two huge golden eyes lit up from a corner of the room.

"Nightfire." Daenerys waved her hand and called Nightfire.

The little dragon's throat made a low hum, and flames burst out of its mouth, spraying a mouthful of fire that was neither too big nor too small into the brazier in the center of the room.

In an instant, the room became warmer and brighter.

Daenerys got up from the bed and nodded to Nightfire: "It's okay, you continue to rest."

The little dragon shook his head and looked at Daenerys strangely.

Soon, the guard outside the door asked quietly: "Your Highness?"

She replied: "It's okay."

"Yes." The guard outside the door fell silent again.

When she got dressed, Viserys had already arrived outside the door: "Dany, what's wrong, I heard the sound of Nightfire spitting fire?"

"Well," Daenerys blushed slightly, but only replied, "I had a dream."

"I came in?" Viserys said in a questioning tone, but he had already walked into the door. He looked quite alert, walked closer to Daenerys, and pointed to the north, "Could it be him again?"

"No." Daenerys hurriedly reassured him, and then began to repeat the dream just now.

After hearing this, Viserys was a little confused: "The crown."

Although the first half of Daenerys' dream sounded like a dream of anxiety before marriage - in fact, Viserys was not as calm as he appeared, and he often worried that there would be unexpected problems at his wedding. After all, at this time, two kings had already suffered misfortunes at the wedding. Viserys was confident that nothing would go wrong, but the wedding was a major event in life after all. Whether it was the guests or the host, it would not be a good thing for anyone to have problems.

"To be honest, Dany, if someone gave us Queen Rhaella's crown as a gift at our wedding, I wouldn't be surprised at all," Viserys said, "I sold the crown in Myr, and I think the crown should be in the hands of the Golden Company now."

Daenerys is looking forward to it: "Will they give it to us as gifts at the wedding?"

Viserys replied: "If your dream is a prophecy, it is very possible. But then you dreamed about Denise. When you opened the sarcophagus, there was nothing inside." Viserys asked strangely, "Have you had anything lately? Are you experiencing nausea or vomiting, is there any change in your appetite, is there any difference in your physical condition?”

Daenerys: "Do you think I'm pregnant?" Her ears felt hot and her face turned red. Fortunately, the room was dark and no one saw her.

"If it is not pregnancy, then maybe it is some kind of omen. In the dream, Denise guides you to see the mural of the three dragons. The mural gradually blurs and disappears. The empty sarcophagus may mean that the fate of the three dragons, that is, happened to me. Variety."

Viserys realized that something must happen next that would obscure the three dragons in Daenith's prophecy.

And Viserys knew that the three dragons in Denise's prophecy mural were not actually him, but the orthodox prophecy of "a dragon has three heads", which was supposed to compare to the three Targaryen descendants.

The three heads of the three-headed dragon were looking in different directions, clearly at odds with each other.

Although Viserys also has three heads, he is one body, and it is impossible for the three heads to fight with each other and want to move to different places.

Daenerys warned: "What does this mean? Is there any danger?"

"Don't worry too much. The mural is just blurred, not disappearing. This indicates that there may be danger."

Viserys said so, but he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. The blurring of the mural actually meant that the original three-headed dragon prophecy was replaced by Viserys. Maybe something was about to happen, making "The dragon has three heads." 'The prophecy completely fell on him.

Daenerys hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Speaking of which, why did you think I was pregnant in the first place?"

"Because you didn't see Denise when you opened the sarcophagus in the dream, I subconsciously thought she was. You know, souls do exist in this world. We have seen them in dreams-"

Daenerys suddenly answered: "Does that mean our first child will be a girl?"

Viserys looked over in surprise: "Really?"

Daenerys touched her belly nervously: "I don't have morning sickness yet, but I have read the information about the symptoms of pregnancy in the Maester's Tower. Calculate the time. It is possible. Not sure. I have to wait a few more days to avoid the wedding. Show it?"

She became worried.

Viserys felt a mixture of emotions at the moment, which was a little complicated and inexplicable.

But I heard Daenerys suddenly say: "Denise. I. Denise is very good."

"No, Dany, don't think nonsense," Viserys interrupted her. He knew what Daenerys was thinking. She was thinking about the heir from the perspective of the queen. "Don't forget that the queen is not your real Identity, you are my wife, Daenerys, one of the most powerful magicians in the world. Don't be bound by any identity. We have transcended mortals. You must get used to this way of thinking, ours. The future will be very, very long. King Renrui has only reigned for almost sixty years, and we will only be longer. Maybe it will be long until our heir becomes an eighty-year-old man with gray hair and all his teeth. Maybe we will still be alive. Stay on the throne."

"Pfft," Daenerys was amused by him, "How old will we be by then?" But then she became worried again, "Will I not be able to stay with you for that long -"

"No." Viserys interrupted her random thoughts again, "You and I must have confidence. Maester Aemon is over a hundred years old, Brynden is over a hundred and thirty years old, and Balerion is over two hundred years old. Any level is still at least eighty years away from now." Viserys exclaimed, "It's too far away. Let's think about the present moment and think of a name for her first."

Daenerys put her head against him: "Don't think about it, of course she has to be called Denise."

Viserys didn't say it out loud for fear of putting pressure on Daenerys, but he was still thinking about it. He had to prepare a boy's name just in case.

The Targaryen lineage can be described as a riddle: "The Sphinx is the riddle, not the riddler."

In Viserys's knowledge, the bloodline of the Targaryen family is inseparable from dragons, and dragons have no gender and can be male or female.

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"He doesn't trust you, and he won't go to King's Landing for the time being. We will take a boat to the north and go to the Great Wall to find an old man to verify his identity. You can rest assured from my side. I suggest you keep quiet, find a way to prove yourself, and don't make any big moves Causing an accident. ——Gryphon.”

Varys frowned as he read the letter, then threw the letter into the fire.

Scarlet flames engulfed the letter, leaving only a wisp of smoke rising into the air, and the narrow room became completely silent.

Wallis poured himself a small glass of wine, took a sip, and gradually relaxed his brows.

King's Landing has learned of Stannis's reckless move to send troops, and has also learned of the sudden change in the situation in the Stormlands.

In the past few days, reports of giant dragons patrolling at high altitudes could be heard in Blackwater Bay and King's Road every day. As if the king was approaching a formidable enemy, he summoned all the troops outside the city and selected loyal ones to go out to scout. Disguised as a businessman to monitor any changes in the south.

Varys has already noticed that Duke Tywin may leave King's Landing and return to the West at any time.

He originally planned to help the other side keep Tywin here.

Even Varys would never have expected that the king could be so patient and move so slowly. With his giant dragon and only a few thousand troops, King's Landing was easily within reach.

But in this way, it actually prevented Lord Tywin from making a decision.

Varys couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out.

Are they doing this on purpose, using their own methods to keep the soldiers and horses of the Western Region behind, waiting for the opportunity to strike with a fatal blow?

Varys is not trusted over there.

Varys had already expected this, but he didn't expect that the other party would drive "Aegon" to the Great Wall of the North. Why... Lord Mingming was so close at hand?

Want to take this opportunity to get rid of Aegon?

But Jon Clinton reassured him. And there was no need to go to such trouble.

What do you want to do over there?

Wallis felt distressed. The plan had changed again and again. It was no longer what he originally expected. In just a few months, it had become extremely difficult to land safely. How could anyone still think about taking a step further?

He is distressed.

There were footsteps approaching, heavy footsteps.

The other party pushed open the door of his room with his left hand.

The candles in the room were blown by the wind at the door.

"At midnight, the whole city is asleep." Jaime, the newly appointed captain of the Kingsguard who returned from Harrenhal, leaned at Varys' door. "The time has come to fulfill your promise, Varys."

Wallis showed a bitter face: "Sir, you are really resolute. We just agreed in the afternoon, and you came here today."

"I know my father, and I'm afraid he will take care of my brother before the fall of King's Landing."

Tyrion was accused of Joffrey's murder and imprisoned in the Red Keep for a long time. Originally, there was going to be a trial in the first few days, but Stannis from the Stormlands sent troops to shift people's attention away from the little devil. Later, the situation changed, and now King's Landing has become precarious. Tyrion has not been formally tried yet.

But Jaime knew his father's plan and knew that his brother Tyrion was not in the plan, so he approached Varys for help, hoping to rescue Tyrion. Although Tyrion was accused of killing Joffrey, his biological son, he owed Tyrion for something, and he didn't feel very sad about Joffrey's death.

The fact that James asked him to help save Tyrion originally gave Varys a hint of an opportunity. He originally planned to use this ingenious opportunity to do something big, but now it seems that the opportunity he smelled was not a good one. opportunity.

"Actually, if you can convince your brother to put on black clothes, I think Lord Tywin will be happy to let Lord Tyrion go to the Great Wall. With all due respect, Ser Jaime, even if your brother escapes now, it will be very dangerous. To the east of King's Landing is Dragonstone - I have no information to confirm whether they have blocked the Throat. To the south is the Stormlands, and to the west is Tyrell. Sorry, I mean the west is not a safe place either. The Duke of Leer will definitely follow your father’s orders to search for his whereabouts.”

James narrowed his eyes: "Do you regret it? You said you have no shortage of friends and informants in the Free Trade City."

"The current situation, Ser Jaime, if Dragonstone blocks the throat, my friend may..."