The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

At the Dragonstone Pier, raging waves kept hitting the embankment, causing splashes of water.

Green Kleb joked: "Mr. Sir, be happy, your frown can easily make people panic."

Davos Seaworth forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't learned to keep my face straight yet."

Green smiled and shook his head.

Davos hesitated for a moment and then said: "Earl Green, the Duke Stannis I know makes a wise decision every time. I hope you will choose as soon as possible."

"Ser Davos, we are friends..."

Green's brown eyes moved slightly and continued: "I'll be honest with you, I feel that Lord Stannis is more interested in the Holy Fire Prophecy."

He pointed at the flaming red heart flag fluttering on the pier, and the wind blowing from the sea created endless ripples.

"When I saw this on the ship, I actually understood Lord Stannis's determination."

Davos stared at the red banner for a while, remembering the time when he was knighted.

At that time, Stannis only led a small number of garrison soldiers, and he held on to the city for nearly a year under heavy siege by the combined forces of House Tyrell and House Redwyne. At that time, even the sea route was blocked by the Redwyne family of the Arbor. The horses in Storm's End had long been eaten, and the cats and dogs were cooked to death. The defenders were left with only tree roots and rat meat to eat.

It was a night with dark clouds, dark moon and high winds. He took advantage of the cover of darkness to risk his way through the dangerous reefs of the Redwine Fleet and Shipbreaker Bay. His small boat had black sails, black oars, and a pitch-black hull. The cabin was full of onions and salted fish. Although it was not much... it was enough for the defenders to continue supporting the defenders until Eddard Stark led his troops to support them and solved the storm of Storm's End. around.

After the war, Lord Stannis gave him the fertile land of Cape Wrath, a small castle, and the status of a knight... and also helped him save time trimming the nails of his left hand.

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Davos sighed and said: "I am very incompetent and cannot convince the Lords of the Stormlands to support Duke Stannis. They prefer the well-spoken Duke Langly."

Green turned his head and looked at Davos: "They will eventually choose the winner, Jazz."

Davos showed some helplessness on his face: "Obviously, not many people are willing to believe that Lord Stannis can sit on the Iron Throne."

Green looked at the flaming red heart flag again and murmured: "Ser Davos, do you want to tell me that Lord Stannis had to make some helpless choices?"

Green turned to Davos and continued: "You should know Storm's End Castle very well, right?"

Davos nodded slightly.

Green said: "According to legend, the first storm king Duren won the love of the beautiful... Yini, and she was the result of the love of the sea god and the wind goddess.

On their wedding night, Yi Ni sacrificed her virginity to a mortal, and from then on she had to endure birth, old age, illness and death like a mortal.

Her parents were extremely angry at their daughter's decision. They caused strong winds and huge waves to vent their anger on the castle of Durham.

That night, all his friends, brothers and wedding guests were swept away, either smashed to death on the city wall or drowned in the ocean. Only Du Lun, who was protected by Yi Ni, was not harmed. "

Davos's eyes trembled. He understood what Green was implying. No matter what the original intention was, everything had a price.

Davos withdrew his thoughts. He admired Stannis. He believed that the dilemma was only temporary and that the great Stannis would eventually sit on the Iron Throne. His loyalty to Stannis never wavered.

Davos's voice was friendly, but his eyes were firm: "Earl Green, it still stands tall."

Green reached out and patted the Onion Knight's arm: "Sir Davos, I look forward to your good news."

Green left an ambiguous word, then swung his cloak and stepped onto the plank connected to the Mermaid.

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The Mermaid slowly left the port. Green stood on the stern deck of the Mermaid, looking at the Dragonstone Castle carved into the shape of a dragon. He was thinking about... the dragon crystal mine... the White Walkers... Melisandre... the dragon.

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Towards evening, the Mermaid docked at Mermaid Port, and King Green, accompanied by Butler Hershel, directly began to patrol.

Mermaid Port serves as the face of Kleb's territory to the outside world. Although Green's investment in golden dragons is far less than the expenditure on armaments, it has never stopped.

Mermaid Harbor is dominated by white tones. The streets are clean and wide, with lush trees planted on both sides. The buildings on the roadside are well-proportioned, and shops and residences are lined up in rows (lincizhibi).

Under the strict laws of Lord Crabb, Mermaid Harbor has good security and is very clean. This is a situation that is rarely seen in Westeros.

But...because of the blockade of Blackwater Bay by Stannis's royal fleet, there are almost no merchants from King's Landing, making Mermaid Harbor much more depressed than before.

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In the afterglow of the setting sun, the sea water is sparkling, reflecting the golden light, and contrasting with the white port, like a beautiful painting.

Hershel said angrily: "My master, if a big leather merchant from Lys hadn't happened to come here, the goods we originally prepared for the merchants in King's Landing would have become food for rats."

He said excitedly: "The furs that Steward Roselle went to White Harbor to purchase have also been reserved by the Reese merchants. When the Black Pearl returns from the north... No, I will find a way to contact Roselle directly and let the Black Pearl Head straight to Rees.”

Under Stannis's order, no ship can pass through Blackwater Bay to the Blackwater River dock in King's Landing, and King's Landing's merchant ships cannot leave their posts, including the merchants of Dragonstone... He treats everyone equally and is very fair.

Green pulled the reins and turned the horse's direction: "Thank you, Hershel."

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Essos, the city-state of Viserys.

In the Governor's study, the petite Daenerys Targaryen sat upright, with Jorah Mormont and others standing in front of her.

Daenerys's silver hair fell on her shoulders in waves, and a look of worry appeared on her little face: "We don't have enough golden dragons, right?"

Sir Jorah glanced at the silver-haired princess and said, "Princess Daenerys, His Majesty Viserys also asked for a high bonus. His demands will only become more, and we cannot satisfy him."

After a pause, Daenerys said: "Don't the merchants of the city-state welcome my brother to hold a martial arts tournament on his name day... Do you think they will support us?"

"Unless you tell the soldiers to put knives on their necks..."

After saying that, Sir Jorah snorted coldly and continued: "The kind of tournament in Westeros is a new drama here and can attract a lot of people. The businessmen just want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a lot of money, and Not out of the love His Majesty Viserys thought he had."

He hesitated and then said: "I think the real purpose of those people is you, Your Highness the Princess."

Although she warned herself not to give in to her brother easily, her brother took the initiative to come to her some time ago and said that he would no longer drink alcohol. He also showed rare concern for her sister's condition. Daenerys was both happy and touched.

So, she agreed to Viserys' request to host a celebration on her nameday. As a result, what happened was not the warming of the relationship between brother and sister that Daenerys imagined, but her brother's endless requests, such as holding a Westeros-like tourney on that day.

Disappointed? Or do you think you are too naive? Thinking of this, Daenerys barely controlled the calm expression on her face.

Daenerys' violet eyes looked out the window, and she whispered: "Do you treat me as a valuable commodity again?"

Although there was no angry application on her face, the hand hidden under the table was tightly clenched into a fist.

Sir Jorah glanced at the silver-haired princess worriedly and said, "It is said that Dick dissuaded His Majesty Viserys who started to have a heartbeat."

Daenerys seemed to be in a trance, and she murmured: "Yes, I am worth ten thousand soldiers and horses... At least no one in this city can afford this price..."

After a moment of silence, Ser Jorah took a step forward, his eyes staring at Daenerys who had a sad look on her face.

"Princess Daenerys, aside from his determination to reclaim the Iron Throne from the usurper, Viserys is a king who is easily swayed by slander."

He added: "I want to tell you bluntly, there must be someone who cherishes you in this world, but that person will definitely not be your brother."

After a pause, Ser Jorah once again glanced at Daenerys, who was still expressionless, and continued: "His Majesty Viserys is dangerous. He is dangerous to you. You... trust your brother too much."

By stroking her hair, Daenerys quietly wiped away the tears that had not yet fallen from the corners of her eyes.

Ser Jorah looked at Daenerys, who was trying to remain calm, and felt a pang in his heart.

His voice was like the cold winter wind: "Princess Daenerys, His Majesty Viserys needs to wake up, and I am willing to do it for you."

"Sir, I appreciate your loyalty, but I hope you can remember that Viserys is my relative, and I will not take the initiative to hurt my brother, never."

Daenerys looked out the window and spoke in a calm voice.

After a while, Daenerys' eyes moved to Sir Jorah, and her face became gentle: "I promise..."

She glanced at the few people present and continued: "I will not let you down again, this is the last time."

Everyone bowed their heads to Daenerys.

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Essos, near a small port, the rising sun casts a soft glow on the sky.

In the crystal clear lake, Renelle swam like a fish, her red hair floating in the water like a ball of flame.

By the lake, Jon Snow couldn't help but peek at the beautiful scenery in the water again... Raynell comes here every morning. This is really a... good habit.

Jon took a few steps and picked up the clothes that Renelle had thrown carelessly on the grass. The ice boy from the North couldn't hide his joy at this time.

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Beside the bonfire, Renelle took over the long skirt. She didn't rush to put it on, and looked straight at Jon with her bright eyes.

"Does it look good?"

Hearing this, Jon turned his head to one side.

The red-haired girl let out a crisp laugh: "Do you like it?"

Jon's voice seemed helpless: "I'm sure."

The red-haired girl was a little angry and threw her clothes on the grass. Jon felt the warmth passively.

When Jon's breathing became heavier, the red-haired girl suddenly laughed, pushed him away, and picked up the clothes again.

Renelle said while putting on her skirt: "My father is waiting for me to make breakfast. If we come back late, he will come to us with a harpoon."

Jon rubbed his face with his hands and said, "Okay."

After a while, Renelle sat down next to Jon, gently leaned her head on his strong arm, and said, "Have you decided?"

After a pause, Jon shook his head slightly: "There are people there that I don't know whether I should see or not. I haven't made a decision yet."

Renelle looked up at Jon: "Go ahead. When you get there, maybe you can find the answer."

"I can take you with me."

"My father wouldn't have approved of it."

Jon put his arms around Renelle and said, "I'll be back soon."

Renelle reached out and touched Jon's cheek: "Shy boy, I will wait for you to come back, but you can't wait too long. My father has always wanted to find me a fisherman husband."

Jon smiled gently and said, "I've calculated the time, and I can come back in three months at most."

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Pike City in the Iron Islands is an ancient fortress. It was originally built on a cliff protruding from the sea. However, as the rocks supporting the cliff continued to be eroded by the sea, Pike City's towers were gradually isolated on fragile and fragile structures. On top of the crumbling rocks, the rocks are surrounded by salty and wet seawater all year round.

At the main gate of Pike City, Theon Greyjoy has brown-black hair, a lean build, and a dark complexion. He first looked at his hands, and then stared blankly at the woman with the same name as his sister, his lips trembling.

Asha Greyjoy has a slender figure, slender legs, and short black hair.

She showed a very evil-looking smile: "Is it easy to touch? My good brother."

Xion finally came back to his senses, and he became a little angry: "You, why didn't you tell me your identity earlier?!"

"Sister, I need to see what kind of virtue you have become in Lindong City first."

She saluted Xion mockingly, and then said: "Then, Your Highness, I beg you to forgive me for being with you for now. I have to change into decent clothes so that I can attend your welcome banquet in a grand way."

Theon looked at his sister's leaving back, standing motionless stupidly...he was actually in front of Asha...and she...oh, gods!

Theon felt like a complete fool, and he was a fool willingly!

Theon's mute attendant giggled beside him. This laughter finally brought Theon back to his senses and allowed him to find an outlet to vent his anger.

Theon slapped his squire Weeks hard in the face, "Why are you smiling?"

He slapped him again and said angrily: "Who told you not to tell me earlier! Who told you to have no tongue! In the next life, remember to give me a tongue!"

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