The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Essos, the city-state of Viserys (formerly known as Kantus), the governor's palace.

Today is the fourteenth name day of Daenerys Targaryen, Princess of Dragonstone, Breaker of Shackles, Stormborn, Savior and Protector of the City of Kantus...

Daenerys is in the small hall receiving many strangers who come in the name of blessing.

Daenerys' dress was an ivory silk dress, and she only wore a simple yet elegant silver necklace.

She sat upright on the chair with a decent smile on her face. The two sisters Osana and Borona loyally guarded Daenerys's left and right.

"Dear True Dragon Princess, I am a businessman from Reese. I was entrusted by others to bring you gifts. I hope you will receive the blessings of the Lord of Light."

After the Reese merchant finished paying his respects, he turned sideways and waved, and two slaves immediately walked forward quickly carrying a bronze-decorated cedar box.

After the box was opened, Daenerys' pupils shrank suddenly and she saw three huge eggs.

It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, with patterns so rich she thought it was covered with jewels.

An egg requires both hands to hold, so Daenerys picked it up carefully... The surface of the eggshell was covered with tiny scales, and as she turned it around with her fingers, it reflected the setting sun and gave off a metallic luster.

She thought it was made of fine ceramics, colored glazes, or glass, but she didn't expect it to be much heavier than that, as if it was made of hard stone.

The three eggs have different appearances: one is dark green with various bronze spots; the other is light milky white with golden stripes; the last one is black, like a midnight ocean, but with vibrant dark colors. Red waves and whirlpools.

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Daenerys noticed that she was a little out of sorts, and she didn't understand why she suddenly behaved like a demon.

She gently put the egg house back into the box, and looked at the respectful merchant Reese with her violet eyes.

"Thank you for your gift, guest from afar."

The Lysian merchant bowed humbly, stroking his chest.

Daenerys touched the black eggs with her white fingers and said, "They are so beautiful... I am curious, what are these?"

"These are dragon eggs from the shadow land east of Asshai. They have been fossilized for thousands of years, but they are still beautiful and beautiful."

Daenerys had heard all kinds of rumors about dragon eggs, but she had never seen them with her own eyes, let alone expected to have the opportunity to see them... The merchants of Lys brought priceless gifts.

Daenerys withdrew her hand, folded her hands in front of her belly, and straightened her waist.

She smiled slightly and said: "Your gift is too precious."

The Lys businessman nodded and said with a smile: "Your Highness, I am just entrusted by others."

Daenerys raised her eyebrows slightly: "I'm grateful. Please tell me who the kind person is."

"He is in the west of the Narrow Sea. He is a supporter of the true dragon..."

As he spoke, the Reese merchant raised his eyes and continued sincerely: "He is hidden under the fear of the Snatcher. He will meet you at the right time and continue to serve the Long family."

Daenerys's eyes trembled slightly, and she tapped her chin: "Please tell me, I will treasure them forever."

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In the bedroom, Daenerys looked a little tired. She sat almost motionless all day...repeating similar words to different people.

Daenerys turned around and looked at the three dragon eggs placed in the room, but she blinked.

A ray of red sunset shone in through the window and reflected on the dragon egg... In an instant, thousands of blood-red sparks flashed before her eyes.

It was just a stone... Daenerys felt that it was just an illusion, and she might be exhausted.

Daenerys stretched out her hand, and she placed her palm against the black dragon egg, her fingers gently covering the curve of the eggshell... The stone was warm, even a little hot.

She whispered: "The sun, the sun must have heated them up."

Daenerys sat next to the dragon egg, stroking the egg with one hand, and looked out the window.

Dragons are extinct... Viserys once told Daenerys that the last dragon of House Targaryen died about a century and a half ago, during the reign of Aegon III, so it was called the Dragon Scourge.

If Viserys could have dragons... Thinking of her brother, Daenerys sighed secretly.

Viserys has always been eager to return to Westeros and regain the Iron Throne, but now he is becoming more and more eager.

In order to appease Viserys's impatient heart, Daenerys did not object when he insisted on changing the name of the city-state of Cantus to his own name.

Cantus is a name with a long history. Although no one agrees with the new city-state name, Viserys is very happy...too happy...yes, too much.

Daenerys's kind-hearted comfort, or concession... was regarded as surrender by Viserys. He felt that everyone had surrendered to his wrath of the sleeping dragon.

Why did Daenerys sigh? She was worried about her brother's safety.

In fact, Daenerys knew very well that although Viserys was the true king of the Seven Kingdoms, he was not powerful, and he could easily make enemies.

Daenerys fears...that some unexpected enemy will one day slit her brother's throat.

Petitions from the Governor's Palace... Viserys' arbitrary judgments... the resentment of the people was spreading, and Daenerys found many frightening looks of hatred in the crowd.

For her brother's safety, Daenerys suspended petitions to the Governor's Palace and strengthened the guards around him, but Viserys took her kindness as a power grab.

She had loyal guards, and Viserys, who had awakened the wrath of the sleeping dragon, could not harm her... but Daenerys felt aggrieved.

The corners of Daenerys's eyes turned red. She suddenly missed Green so much. At this moment...she really wanted Green's company. She wanted to hear his gentle voice, and she wanted to see his warm smile.

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Daenerys gently wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and her petite figure stood in front of the window... Under the setting sun, the entire sky was like a beautiful picture, colorful and intoxicating.

The setting sun shone slantingly, and the bodies of the loyally guarding soldiers seemed to be covered with a layer of golden gauze.

A loyal warrior... Daenerys still couldn't worry about her brother's safety.

She suddenly thought of the Kingsguard created by Aegon the Conqueror, the Targaryen ancestor, to protect the royal bloodline. They did not enclose lands, take wives, or have children, but loyally guarded the king.

King Viserys needs a loyal Kingsguard to guard him, at least... Daenerys shook her head.

The Kingsguard have proven through their actual actions that they are not reliable.

The white-robed and silver-armored Kingsguard in the ballad are always noble, brave and sincere, but her father, Aerys II, died at the hands of one of them. The handsome boy is now called the Kingslayer...and the fearless Ser Barristan has joined the usurper.

Daenerys couldn't help but wonder why the Kingsguard, whom everyone praised, could be so hypocritical.

Daenerys learned from Ser Jorah Mormont that the Dothraki Khal had followers called the Bloodriders, who were his guards, brothers and companions.

Kaa and the bloodriders called each other the blood of my blood. They swore to live and die with Kaa and protect Kaa from danger... Rumor has it that according to ancient traditions, after Kaa died, his bloodriders also Let him go.

Daenerys decided that when Viserys sat on the Iron Throne, she would help her brother prepare loyal guards similar to bloodriders to protect him from the machinations of the Kingsguard.

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The noise outside the room interrupted Daenerys' thoughts.

Daenerys vaguely heard Viserys's voice, and a smile appeared on her face.

Today is Daenerys's name day, but Viserys is angry that the petition has been suspended, so he doesn't even show up.

Isn't he angry? Today is a special day. Her brother is her only relative. She actually longs for his blessing.

Brother still loves me... Daenerys quickened her pace happily, and she opened the door with a smile on her face.

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Viserys Targaryen was blocked by the guards. When he saw Daenerys, he was drunk and said: "Dany, my good sister, you are really my good sister, how dare you take away my power, You still have people spying on me, how brave you are!"

Daenerys's smile faltered, and her eyes suddenly heated up.

Viserys screamed at Borona and others who were blocking him: "Get away, don't stop me, didn't you see Dany coming out?!"

Daenerys weakly grabbed the small round table next to the door, and the beautiful vase on the table shook.

Daenerys wanted to explain, she didn't want her brother to continue to misunderstand her.

She said tiredly: "Borona, I want to talk to my brother."

Borona turned her head to look at the weak Daenerys, nodded slightly, and stepped aside.

A strange smile appeared on Viserys' handsome face, and he strode over.

Daenerys was about to speak, but found that Viserys was about to put his hand inside her collar.

Daenerys pushed Viserys away hard without thinking.

Viserys stared at Daenerys, his lavender eyes filled with disbelief.

Viserys's entire face was distorted, and he screamed: "How dare you push me?! You want to awaken the wrath of the sleeping dragon in me?!"

Viserys stretched out his hand, and his fingers dug into Daenerys' arm... It hurt so much that Daenerys felt like she had become the little girl again who was so scared when her brother was angry that she flinched in panic.

Daenerys raised her hand to stop Borona, grabbing the vase with her other hand.

With a bang, Daenerys slammed the vase into Viserys' face.

Viserys screamed in pain and fell to the ground, his face suddenly covered with blood.

Daenerys shouted angrily: "Viserys, don't awaken the wrath of my true dragon!"

Viserys's face was dripping with blood, but he seemed to feel no pain. He sat on the ground motionless, and he looked at Daenerys with extremely resentful eyes.

Daenerys's eyes flashed with distress, but she did not choose to give in.

She looked directly into Viserys's eyes without timidity: "If you want to successfully get the ten thousand soldiers to retake the Iron Throne from me, I don't want it to happen again."

Viserys got up and said bitterly: "You little bitch, you will definitely regret it when I return home."

After saying that, Viserys held his injured face and left directly.

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Not long after Viserys left, Ser Jorah hurried over.

The strong man looked at Daenerys with concern and said, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

Daenerys shook her head slightly and said: "Sir, did you see that Viserys was injured? That was what I did. I awakened my brother's wrath of the sleeping dragon."

Ser Jorah had made sure Daenerys was not harmed, and his face softened a little.

He comforted: "It's not your fault. Can you wake up the dead?"

Daenerys looked at Ser Jorah with a confused look on her face.

After a pause, Sir Jorah said: "Your eldest brother, Rhaegar Targaryen, can be said to be the last true descendant of the dragon, and he has died on the banks of the Trident. Please forgive me, our Wesei King Lys is not even the shadow of a snake.”

Daenerys murmured: "But he... Viserys is the legal heir to the Iron Throne, and he is the true king of the Seven Kingdoms."

Ser Jorah sighed: "Your Highness, even if King Viserys takes back the Iron Throne, do you really think he can hold on to that position?"

Daenerys' little face looked a little pale: "He wouldn't be a good king, would he?"

Sir Jorah saw that Daenerys' expression turned very bad. He hesitated for a moment, but still said bluntly: "Your Highness, there are kings worse than King Viserys, but not many."

Daenerys recalled that Green had said similar words in Pentos.

She asked: "Sir, will the people of Westeros secretly sew true dragon flags... and pray that King Viserys will lead his army across the sea to rescue them as soon as possible?"

Ser Jorah replied: "Your Highness, the people pray for good weather, healthy children, and a never-ending summer. As long as they can live and work in peace and contentment, it doesn't matter how the princes and nobles play power games."

He finally added: "..., but they never got what they wanted."

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After Ser Jorah left, Daenerys was a little unsteady, and Borona immediately supported her.

Daenerys said softly: "Thank you, Borona, I want to rest..."

Borona shook her head and said, "Princess Daenerys, I know a good place."

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The full moon hangs high.

Daenerys looked at the lake covered with reeds and said with some uncertainty: "Borona, is this the good place you said?"

Borona nodded and said: "Yes..."

As she spoke, she scratched her head again and continued: "Your Highness, I think you need to relax. This place is very suitable for swimming."

Daenerys smiled softly and said, "Thank you, Borona."

Borona chuckled, patted the sword on her waist and said, "I'm nearby, don't worry."

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In the quiet night, the moonlight shines on the lake, the waves are sparkling, and the air seems to be filled with the breath of tranquility.

On the bank of green grass, Daenerys took off her clothes and placed them on the ground, then carefully put her feet into the water.

Daenerys walked gently into the lake. She felt the soft mud squeezing between her toes and the coolness brought by the lake water.

The lake water completely surrounded her body, and she swam in the lake, enjoying the tranquility here.

The stars in the night sky twinkled, as if they were bathing with her.

At this moment, Daenerys's mind was relaxed and her worries were temporarily forgotten.