Start with the Lord of the Rings

In a luxuriously decorated room.

When Queen Cersei Lannister was the last to leave.

King Robert Baratheon was lying on the bed with a pale and weak face. Looking at the old friend in front of him, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't expect that I would end up in the hands of a beast."

"I don't have much time"

Robert Baratheon spoke with emotion.

Looking at his old friend at this time, Eddard Stark, who was struggling violently in his mind, became more and more uncomfortable.

He thought about how furious Robert would be if he knew at this time that Queen Cersei Lannister had three children for himself.

With Robert's body at this time, he can still accept the queen's derailment. Are the children not the kind of stimulation from the Baratheon family?

Looking at his old friend's unprecedented weakness, he sighed with regret and unwillingness.

Eddard Stark's strong desire to reveal the truth in his heart could not help but slowly fell silent.

"Ed, pick up the pen and paper on the side"

"I say, you write"

"In the name of Robert I of the Baratheon family. You know how to write it, and put all those damn titles on it"

"Specially appointed House Stark" Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell. Write your own titles as "Regent and Guardian of the Realm"."

"After my death, to act in government until my son Joffrey comes of age"

Eddard Stark listened to the last words of his old friend, his quill kept in his hand.

But when writing about the successor, Eddard Stark's mind moved slightly and wrote "my son Joffrey" as the "legal heir".

"Come on, let me sign."

When Eddard Stark finished writing, Robert Baratheon struggled to sit up and took the "Last Will".

He was too lazy to read what his old friend wrote, took the quill with difficulty, and signed his name behind the will.

When he got out of bed again, he took a deep breath.

Eddard Stark could see that his old friend had signed, and he immediately relaxed, as if he had completed the last major event in his life.

"You're right, Ed"

Looking at his old friend again, Robert Baratheon is very eager to pour out.

"Littlefinger, Varys, and my brother are all trash."

"Only you Ed, you have the courage to say no to me."

"Assist Joffrey, don't let him go my way"

Hearing this, Eddard Stark was obviously silent, but in the end he nodded: "This is my honor."

"."

"King Robert Baratheon I died at the hands of a wild boar"

"What a joke."

Having said that, Robert Baratheon laughed miserably at himself, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ed, help me, help me end this pain!"

Eddard Stark: "Your Majesty."

Robert Baratheon: "Quick, I don't want to suffer from this damn pain again!"

Eddard Stark: "As ordered."

Essos Continent.

Norfoss Free Trade City-State.

The little slave girl Aphra drove the carriage into the gate of Norvos.

Morgan was teasing the little dragon Siglia in the trunk.

"Sir, where are we going?"

Aphra turned her head to look at the carriage behind her and asked.

"Go to the pub"

“Look for a bigger room”

Soon, Morgan's voice could be heard from inside the carriage.

Afra immediately walked towards the busy street ahead.

Not too long.

When Aphra stopped the carriage in front of a large tavern.

inside the car.

Morgan took out a large empty cage made of wooden slats, opened the mouth of the cage and said to Little Siglia in front of him, "Come in and wait."

Thanks to Morgan's teachings these days.

Siglia was still very obedient.

But it is always a young dragon, and there are times when it is naughty and rebellious.

But when the little guy could clearly tell the difference, although he was a little unhappy, he still got into the cage obediently looking at the serious face of his old father.

Morgan closed the cage, then picked up a large black cloth to cover the cage.

When carrying the cage out of the carriage.

Morgan knocked on the cage, and said softly, "Siglia, darling, don't make a sound."

The voice just fell.

"Hum."

I heard a few dissatisfied snorts coming from the cage covered by the black cloth.

since this time.

Little Siglia was not tied up even at night.

At this time, put it in a small cage, and it is normal to have a temper.

Morgan didn't care either.

After handing the carriage to the tavern attendant, he walked into the tavern with Afra carrying the cage covered by the black cloth in his hand.

Skilled open house, after ordering.

Morgan quickly went to his room on the second floor of the tavern.

Because of the presence of little Siglia.

Morgan did not choose to dine in the downstairs hall this time, but chose to let the tavern deliver the food to the room.

The two of them just walked into the room.

Soon, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Aphra opened the door only to find that it was four strong tavern attendants carrying two buckets of steaming hot water.

When the attendant leaves.

Close the door and look at two large buckets of hot water.

Both Morgan and Aphra were greatly relieved.

"Hum."

Little Siglia's dissatisfied snort came again from the cage covered by the black cloth.

It's hard to put the little guy in the cage.

Morgan hasn't taken off the black cloth to open the cage yet.

Ignore the little guy's dissatisfaction.

Morgan stripped naked, revealing his strong, muscular, statue-like curves.

Immediately, Aphra, who was beside him, blushed instantly.

She and the master have slept together at night for most of the month.

But he was also wearing pajamas. Although the pajamas were thin, he had never seen one shirtless.

At this time, I came to the tavern, and before the hot water, I saw the master's strong body again.

Aphra had already thought about what would happen next, and her face couldn't help but turn even redder.

Morgan didn't pay attention to the expression on the young slave girl's face. He took off his clothes and stepped into one of the large steaming tubs.

"so comfortable"

Feeling wrapped in hot water, Morgan groaned as he lay in the tub.

It was not uncommon for Morgan to go without a bath for more than half a month, a month or even two months.

But just get to the tavern.

One thing he must do is take a bath.

Being soaked in scalding hot water, I feel that all the previous tiredness can be melted into the bathtub, so that the mind and body can relax very well.

So he lay in the tub for a moment.

A slight snoring sounded.

Aside, the little slave girl Avra ​​had just finished taking off her clothes.

Hearing her master's snoring, she immediately laughed.

But she didn't laugh, and even her movements immediately became cautious.

Naked, although the face and hands were turned wheatish from driving for a long time.

But within the arms and the neck, Aphra's body was still smooth and fair.

Especially in front of the chest, the hills of considerable scale, with their heads held high, are heavy.

He came to the hot tub that was bubbling up a lot.

Aphra wanted to test the water temperature, but as soon as she reached out and touched the hot water, she immediately shrank back.

Too hot.

She hurriedly looked at the master who was sleeping fragrantly in the bathtub, and couldn't help but mutter: "I don't know why the master is not afraid of being hot."

But before she could finish her murmur, she immediately thought of the scene where her master walked into the charcoal fire almost every night to hatch little Siglia half a month ago.

This is why he secretly thinks he is stupid.

The owner is not even afraid of such flames, how can he be afraid of such hot water.

So, Aphra had to wait naked by the tub.

It was quiet in the room at this time.

Except for the slight purr of the owner.

Aphra looked at the sleeping master for a while, and seemed to remember something, and immediately raised her head to look at the young dragon Siglia, who was covered with a black cloth on the bedside table.

I was wondering when the naughty little guy was so quiet today when he was locked up.

Another slight snoring sound came from the cage under the black cloth.

Aphra smiled immediately.

It was the little guy's purr, and she was familiar with it.

When you reach out to test the water temperature again.

Only then did Aphra step into the tub naked.

"call"

"so comfortable"

As soon as she lay down in the hot water, Aphra could not help but let out a comfortable moan.

This is the first time she has taken a bath in a tub like this since her family went bankrupt.

It's been half a year.

I remember the panic when I learned that my father was bankrupt.

The misery of being sold into slavery.

Last luck so far.

She had to thank fate again.

Otherwise, she wouldn't even know if she was still locked in that pigsty-like room;

It has long since become the plaything of the two middle-aged men who were full of greed and greed in the Pantos Square.

Thanks fate!

Thank fate for letting her meet her master.

It was the first time she had experienced the traveling life of her master.

She doesn't care if she likes it or not.

As long as the owner is there.

She was happy.

"Whoa."

Holding the water, Aphra carefully played with the water in the tub.

At this time.

In the tub beside.

Morgan has slowly opened his eyes.

Watching the little slave girl playing with the water in the tub with a seductive body of naked white flowers.

Morgan's heart was hot, and he stood up immediately.

"what"

"Did you wake me up, my lord?"

Looking at the master who stood up suddenly, Aphra spoke quickly, but her eyes couldn't avoid the things raised up by Morgan's lower body, which were too conspicuous.

When Morgan got up and walked towards the Aphra tub.

Aphra, who seemed to realize something, quickly flushed red.

When Morgan picked up Afra and returned to his large tub.

on the bedside table.

The strange snorting sound of humming sounded again.

Little Siglia was awakened.

But Morgan couldn't care less about the little guy at this time.

She slept with her petite and beautiful little slave girl in her arms and didn't touch her for half a month, so she didn't need to hold her back anymore.

It was followed by Aphra's petite panting.

The atmosphere in the room quickly became charming.

after an hour.

The room door opened.

When the four tall and strong attendants who had appeared before left the room carrying the tub.

Soon, a scantily clad and hot tavern maid knocked on the door with a steaming meal.

When the maid twisted her waist and left.

Morgan and Avra ​​sat opposite each other at a table full of sumptuous food.

Beside her, little Siglia fluttered her small wings and flew in mid-air, humming constantly, as if she was still angry.

But when Morgan pulled out a chunk of fresh beef that smelled of blood.

Little Siglia immediately rushed up with a strange cry.

Let Little Siglia nibble on fresh beef.

Morgan sat back at the table and smiled at the more supple-looking little slave girl Avra.

Just after being broken, Aphra's face immediately turned red when she tasted it for the first time.

Looking at the little slave girl with a pair of green eyes that became more charming as her body returned to normal.

Morgan felt more and more in his heart that he felt right when the city-state of Pantos met and photographed Aphra.

Otherwise, where can he buy such Aphra.

But today was Aphra's first time, and she was still too young to withstand Morgan's conquest.

Otherwise just never more than an hour.

However, it is precisely because Aphra is young, and it will take a long time, so it is enough to adjust slowly.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

Another thought suddenly popped into Morgan's mind: "Would you like to go to the slave market auction venue of "Novos" again?"

But soon.

He gave up the plan.

He is still on his way.

Bringing too many people will only slow him down.

What's more, Slave Bay is the absolute center of the slave trade in the world at present, where he can find all kinds of slaves he wants, and there are more choices.

If you want to buy slaves, you should go to Slaver's Bay.

No more thought of buying slaves at Norvos.

Morgan only stayed in the tavern for one night.

Early the next morning.

He went on the road with a large amount of drinks, vegetables, dry food and other supplies that the tavern helped to purchase.

This time, he also bought a lot of fresh beef and mutton and put it in the dimensional ring.

But the "Free Cities of Norvos" was the last city he could supply before he reached Slaver's Bay.

According to the information provided by the map and Morgan's previous inquiries.

His next journey is almost all wilderness, and it will take at least two months for the carriage to reach "Meereen", one of the three major cities in Slave Bay.

So this time Morgan purchased a lot of various materials, almost filling the space in the dimensional ring.

Aphra was still in the driver's seat.

In a posture, the carriage went all the way towards the other gate of Norfoss.

noon.

The carriage rushed out of the gate of Norvos and ran fast towards the vast wilderness.

a month later.

South edge of the Dothraki steppe.

A carriage was driving at a constant speed on the boulevard of the wilderness.

Morgan looked up at the dimming light in the western sky.

Then pull the reins.

The carriage immediately headed towards the sparse woods a little further away.

When the sky light group disappeared.

The world was completely plunged into darkness.

in sparse woods.

The fire is dim.

Beside a carriage, Morgan and the little slave girl Avra ​​were eating and drinking in front of the fire with a fragrant soup.

Aside, the young dragon Siglia was eating a mass of bloody flesh.

The size of a house cat from nearly a month ago.

Siglia was now nearly twice the size of when she was born.

Although it was still dark all over.

But its roar has begun to take on majesty.

Moreover, Siglia had been "coughing" and spitting out sulphur-smelling gas for the past few days.

Morgan knew that this was the little guy who was about to awaken his talent for breathing fire.

at the same time.

Far east of the Dothraki steppe.

red wasteland.

in a gathering place.

A girl wearing Dothraki characteristic clothes, with very beautiful silver-blond long hair, petite and fair body, and a completely different appearance from the surrounding Dothraki stepped into the raging fire ahead.

In the flames, there is the body of her husband, Drogo Khal.