The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Dario Naharis, the commander of the Stormcrows and Daenerys' lover, was a very charming warrior.

Born in 270 AC in the Free City of Tyrosh, Dario was exactly thirty years old this year. The islands of Tyrosh were famous for their citizens becoming pirates. Piracy was a normal profession for Tyroshi, just like farming for farmers or fishing for fishermen. Many families had been pirates for three generations.

Dario started as a pirate before joining the Stormcrows. With his extraordinary martial skills and courage, he rose through the ranks to become the leader of the Stormcrows.

When Daenerys attacked Yunkai, the Wise Masters of Yunkai hired the Stormcrows with a large sum of money to guard the city's eastern defenses. When Daenerys invited the Stormcrows to negotiate and surrender, Dario Naharis was captivated by Daenerys' beauty. He fell in love with her at first sight. After the three commanders of the Stormcrows returned, Dario killed the other two commanders during the mercenary团's meeting, making him the sole commander of the Stormcrows.

Dario Naharis tore up the mercenary contract with the Yunkai people, took the heads of the two commanders, led the Stormcrows to defect to Daenerys, and swore allegiance.

He had a carefully woven beard shaped into three prongs, meticulously dyed blue to match the color of his eyes and the wavy hair that reached his neck. The tips of his beard were painted pure gold. He had a large hooked nose, sharp eyes, a lithe figure, smooth skin, flashy and gorgeous clothes, and a pure gold tooth that was visible whenever he opened his mouth.

On his left side, he carried a Dothraki arakh, and on his right, a Myrish stiletto. In battle, Dario Naharis wielded the arakh in his left hand and the stiletto in his right. The arakh was swift and aggressive, while the narrow sword was elusive and thrusting. In several battles, he had killed fierce generals without an opponent. The hilts of his sword and dagger were a matching pair of nude golden female figures.

On the day he surrendered to Daenerys, Dario presented the heads of the other two commanders to Daenerys. His outstanding appearance, martial arts skills, and courage pleased Daenerys. Later, in the bloody assassination contest with the Sons of the Harpy, Daenerys was once trapped in a difficult situation, feeling depressed and unable to vent her emotions. At this time, Dario became the Queen's lover. Every night, everyone could hear the Queen's 'Oh, Dario' sound. Thus, Dario also had a nickname 'Oh, Dario!'

When Magiro the priest said the words 'North,' 'White Walkers,' 'Wights,' and 'Night King,' Dario Naharis drew his arakh with his left hand and placed it on Magiro's neck: 'Your Majesty, the priest is here to confuse people, talk nonsense, conspire to incite chaos, let me kill him with one blow!'

Daenerys looked at Magiro, who was fearless, with no fear in his eyes.

As long as Daenerys nodded, Magiro's head would immediately fall to the ground!

"Priest, I have never heard of White Walkers and Wights, and I will not believe a word of it. Don't try to use illusory things to confuse me here, and don't try to control me through dark forces. I am the Unburnt, my children are dragons, and I am also a dragon. Dragons are the highest magical creatures."

"Your Majesty, I am here to pledge my allegiance."

Daenerys sneered, "Allegiance? In Qarth, I have already experienced the power of Pyat Pree, who can split himself into twelve people in an instant and then kill twelve of Qarth's magnates at the same time. He and Xaro were very kind to me, providing us with a place to live and supplying me and my khalasar with food when we were on the verge of despair, but their purpose was to seize my three dragons and try to imprison me as his dragon slave. But he was still killed by my dragons. Dark magic will lose its magic in front of dragons and the mother of dragons."

"I swear in the name of the Red God, Magiro has no ulterior motives, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty!" Varys walked over silently. He knew that the opportunity to drive Magiro away had come. Magiro was too dangerous, knew too much, and it was currently impossible to determine whether he was a friend or foe. But since he drove away Jorah Mormont as soon as he arrived and targeted Varys himself, he could not be allowed to stay. Magiro, if he couldn't be killed, he had to be driven away, the sooner the better.

Varys spoke softly and calmly: "I know a Red Priestess named Melisandre. She is the advisor to Stannis Baratheon, the Duke of Dragonstone. After Stannis claimed the throne on Dragonstone, Queen Selyse Florent became a devout follower of the Red God. She founded a party: the Queen's Men."

"The Queen's Men abandoned their previous faith in the Seven Gods and all believed in the Red God. Under Melisandre's leadership, the Queen's Men's power became stronger and stronger, and the number of people increased. Eventually, more and more of Stannis' vassals joined the Queen's Men and pledged allegiance to Melisandre..." Varys' words were like knives. This was a war of words. His enemy was Magiro.

"Melisandre used dark magic to kill Stannis' younger brother Renly, gaining the allegiance of the lords of the Stormlands. He led a large army to attack King's Landing by land and sea, to seize the Iron Throne. With an absolute advantage in military strength, he was beheaded by the Mountain on the coastal avenue outside King's Landing. The entire army was defeated by the Mountain, and countless lords of the Stormlands turned to surrender and swore allegiance to the Iron Throne. Stannis, under Melisandre's bewitchment, abandoned his faith in the Seven Gods for the sake of the throne, wholeheartedly believed in the Red God, and entrusted everything to Melisandre, who could see the future in the flames. However, with the help of Melisandre's ability to foresee the future, he lost his life, causing his army to be defeated."

The waves crashed and the sea breeze was gentle. Varys finished speaking. His lips were guns, his tongue was a knife, and his words were arrows. This attack was based on facts, the facts were clear, the logic was rigorous, and the conclusions contained therein could not be denied.

"Priest Magiro, is what Lord Varys said about Melisandre true?"

Varys' wisdom and eloquence were his dark magic.

"...Uh...Your Majesty, compared to Melisandre's prophetic abilities...I am more accurate than her...Sometimes...priests see the Red God's revelation from the flames...but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no misunderstandings and deviations in understanding..." Magiro carefully chose his words. He finally realized the power of the Spider.

Varys was talking about a past fact, which Magiro could not deny. He could no longer gain Daenerys' trust, without a doubt.

Flame magic was indeed very mysterious and powerful, and the ability to foresee the future was indeed very mysterious and prophetic, but human wisdom ensured that human lives were passed down from generation to generation and constantly created more advanced civilizations, promoting the development of the world, rather than magic.

Daenerys' eyes became sharp. The Queen's coldness and majesty returned to her: "Priest, I don't care about the North, and I don't care about the Wall. My goal is King's Landing, the Iron Throne. Before you disembark, don't mention White Walkers and Wights in front of me again. I have never heard of White Walkers and Wights in this world."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Magiro did not dare to bow his head, because Dario's arakh was still on his neck. He retreated, and then bowed his head.

"Send him to the Iron Victory." Daenerys ordered. She didn't want to see Magiro again.

Magiro had requested that he be able to go to Victarion's Iron Victory before leaving Daenerys' fleet. This was a very strange request, but Daenerys wanted to see what this mysterious priest wanted to do.

The order was passed down, and soon, a small boat was lowered from the Iron Victory to pick up the uninvited guest from the Queen's warship.

Tyrion Lannister silently watched all this until Magiro went down the rope ladder to the small boat, and the small boat sailed towards the Iron Victory.

Tyrion slowly came to Daenerys' side: "Your Majesty, I have heard of White Walkers."

"What are those things?" Dario sheathed his arakh, making a slight 'cha' sound.

"My brother Jaime Lannister was a member of the Night's Watch at the Wall for a while. He saw White Walkers with his own eyes, as well as Wights. He and his Night's Watch brothers participated in a battle with the Wights."

"What exactly are those things?" Dario asked again. He asked the questions of the bloodriders, the Tattered Prince, Missandei, Grey Worm, and Hero.

Most of them had never heard the name White Walker, nor had they heard of Wights. Those who had heard of them had only heard of them in stories and legends, but stories were fictional, and no one would take the monsters in the stories seriously.

"White Walkers, according to legend, are magical creatures condensed from ice and snow, just like dragons. Legend has it that dragons are magical creatures condensed from fire and steel. Wights, on the other hand, are dead beings resurrected by White Walkers with some kind of power. Whether they are humans, animals, or giants, children of the forest, or other humanoid life forms, as long as they die, they can be resurrected by White Walkers and fight for White Walkers. Wights are the soldiers of White Walkers. They don't eat, drink, or sleep. Although they can move, they are still dead people."

Missandei, Jiqi, Liqi, and others turned pale with fright. They had never heard of such terrible things. Everyone listened with bated breath. It was the first time they had heard that there were really such terrible and terrifying evil creatures.

"If dragons are made of fire, then White Walkers are made of ice," Tyrion said. "I can't judge whether Magiro is an enemy or one of us, but I know that what he said about the Wall facing the attack of White Walkers and Wights is true. Eddard Stark, the Duke of the North, let Jaime Lannister return to King's Landing, hoping that he could persuade the Iron Throne to make peace, and then send troops north to fight against the White Walkers. Jaime returned to King's Landing, but no one except me believed that what he said about the White Walkers was true. In the end, no one in King's Landing mentioned the attack on the Wall by White Walkers and Wights again."

The whole place was silent, everyone was shocked, and the oarsmen's oars stirred the sea, causing crashing waves.

Everyone was trapped in a strange silence...until a slight footstep sounded from below the spiral staircase. Missandei, who had been sick since boarding the ship, slowly walked out of the spiral staircase.

*

Missandei, a slave from the city of Astapor in Slaver's Bay, a Naathi, with dark skin, a flat round face, a pair of golden eyes, and a slender figure, was no more than twenty years old.

When Daenerys Targaryen purchased the Unsullied army in Astapor, Missandei was the slave responsible for translating for Kraznys mo Nakloz. After Daenerys began to bargain with the slavers of Astapor, Kraznys gave Missandei to Daenerys, so that Missandei could help Daenerys give orders to the Unsullied army as a translator, until the Unsullied learned Daenerys' language.

Missandei had three brothers who were Unsullied, one of whom was killed during training, leaving only Missanlo and Missandei surviving. Now these two brothers are serving in Daenerys' Unsullied army.

After Daenerys liberated Astapor, Daenerys gave Missandei and her two brothers their freedom, but neither the girl nor her brothers chose to leave, but chose to swear allegiance to Daenerys.

Missandei's voice was loud and powerful. She became Daenerys' new favorite maid, and because of her special voice ability, she also became Daenerys' herald. However, she fell ill after boarding the ship in Slaver's Bay, and was very ill. It took seven days for her condition to improve. After more than ten days, she was able to get out of bed and walk. But most of the time, she lay on the bed in the cabin.

*

Missandei walked up the spiral staircase, everyone's eyes were on her, and the atmosphere was strange. This surprised her. She would go to the deck every day after sleeping to take a walk, look at the sea, the sky, and bask in the sun, so that her body could recover faster.

Missandei did not see Jorah Mormont.

Jorah Mormont always stayed by Her Majesty the Queen's side.

"What happened? Where is Ser Jorah?" Missandei and Jorah had a good relationship. She and Jorah were Daenerys' right and left hands.

"Jorah has been exiled!" Daenerys told Missandei personally.

"Why?" Missandei blurted out, her golden eyes widened.

"Betrayal!" Barristan Selmy said, "And he kept it hidden until the end, and desperately tried to shirk his responsibility."

"No!" Missandei said, "I don't believe it."

"It's true, Missandei!" Tyrion looked at Missandei with affectionate eyes, "Calm down first, and I will explain the truth to you, okay?"

Missandei looked around at everyone: "This is the sea, how did Ser Jorah leave?"

"Small boat!" Grey Worm said. His eyes were glued to Missandei's face and could not move away.

"Small boat? If the wind picks up..." Missandei did not hide her worry.

"Don't worry, Commander Victarion sent a warship to escort Jorah away," Tyrion said.

Missandei kept shaking her head, unable to believe that Jorah Mormont had left like this. Missandei was very clear about how much Jorah Mormont loved Daenerys. During the time they worked together, Jorah's loyalty and bravery were beyond doubt. He was Daenerys' most loyal warrior, ready to sacrifice his life for Daenerys at any time.

"Jorah's loyalty is the sun above my head...What exactly happened...suddenly..."

"Jiqi and Liqi, help Missandei down," Daenerys said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Two maids came over to support Missandei. Missandei looked at Daenerys, and Daenerys turned her head away.

Kyuu——

A distant dragon roar came from above the clouds.

Everyone looked up together, and a small black spot appeared next to the white clouds, quickly growing larger.

The black dragon is back.

The black dragon had been gone for several days!

Daenerys' face suddenly bloomed with a smile.

Drogon, the black dragon, the fastest growing of the three dragons, the guy who leaves at any time and never reports.

In the sky ahead, the white dragon and the green dragon echoed with dragon roars, and Viserys and Rhaego also quickly flew back. The eldest brother, who often wandered off to distant places, had returned.

The black dragon folded its wings and swooped straight down.

Kiuu—

Its voice was earth-shattering! Majesty descended from the sky, spreading across this sea, proclaiming the return of the king.