The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Rees is the closest free trade city-state to Valantis.

There are nine free trade city-states on the mainland of Essos. Ries is a city-state built on an island, and Valantis is a port city built by the sea.

The Mississippi set sail in the middle of the night, approaching the sea towards Valantis. Valantis is east of the city of Rees. The famous pirate colony, the Stone Step Islands, is northwest of Ries City. The sailing direction of the Mississippi just avoids the pirate colony, which makes everyone feel more at ease.

The guards and knights on the ship are not afraid of pirates, they are afraid of getting into trouble, mainly because there is Aegon Targaryen on board. Anyone can die, but Aegon Targaryen can't have anything to do. If something happens to him, everyone's hard work and conspiracy for more than ten years will be lost.

The three little dragons are beginning to have combat effectiveness, which is what everyone hopes for.

Little Griff got up the next morning, his face calm. The Mississippi was sailing forward steadily, judging from the direction of the sun, it was sailing eastward.

The closest big city in the east is Valantis, a city famous for its slave trade. Valantis is the hub of the slave trade between East and West.

Little Griff came out of the room, and Mrs. Ilyssi sat behind the long table: "Little Griff, it’s time for breakfast." Madam Ilyss picked up the boiled eggs, "Shall I peel the eggs? husband."

"No, I have no appetite." Little Griff looked guilty. "Mrs. Ilysie, I'm sorry, I caused you to leave Reese because of my fault."

"Do you really know that you are wrong?" Mrs. Ilyssi's eyes examined.

This look made little Griff very uncomfortable, but his expression was sincere and full of apologies: "I really know that I was wrong, Mrs. Ilyssi, I'm going to see Mrs. Lemore, I'm going to pray to the gods and ask Forgiveness of the gods."

Ilyssi waved her head: "Mrs. Lemore is with the duck and half a bachelor in the front cabin. Go and apologize to Mrs. Lemore." Mrs. Lemore's expression eased. Little Griff's sincere confession made her unbearable, and little Griff was still a child after all. Because of his fair skin, he is thin and not tall, he looks younger than his real age. But he is actually not young, he is sixteen years old.

"Yes, ma'am!" Little Griff thanked Mrs. Ilyssy and went to the front cabin. There was a small table in the middle of the front cabin. Sister Lemoore, Sir Raleigh Duck the Duck, Sir Casper Leo the Killer, and Hagel, the Half-Bachelor, were sitting on one side and discussing something in a low voice.

The four people turned their heads when they heard the footsteps, and saw a guilty little Griff.

"Madam, Sir, Bachelor, I was wrong, I am here to apologize to you." Little Griff's eyes were full of apologetics, and the expression on his face was sincere.

Sir Bachelor and Sister looked at Little Griff together.

After a while, Hagel said, "Little Griff, you are sixteen years old, and we have neglected your needs. You are looking for a girl, it seems that this is not a serious problem. But What I don’t understand is why you killed both girls. You are always courteous, kind, considerate, etiquette, reasonable, you can tell us what happened last night. ?"

Little Griff flushed immediately and couldn't speak after opening his mouth several times.

"Speak up, little Griff, I might not blame you. If you didn't cause the problem, I might not tell the old Griff about it." said the nun Mrs. Lemore.

Little Griff's flushed face slowly calmed down: "Madam, bachelor, they laughed at me for being a...a...a..."

"It's a virgin, isn't it?" Killer Cusper laughed.

Little Griff's face flushed again, he lowered his head and looked at his toes.

"Little Griff, they laughed at you for being a virgin, and you can't just kill them. This doesn't suit your personality. Besides this reason, they also said something unbearable."

"...Yes!" Little Griff was a little bit unspeakable. "They said a lot...those words...those unbearable words..."

"Yeah. Later!" The killer laughed, "Little Griff, go to the girls' den, the girls would have to say those things to be emotional."

The nun, the killer, the duck and the bachelor saw what little Griff was hiding and refused to say it.

"After all, little Griff," the nun said softly, Madame Lemore.

The child is sixteen years old, and he has curiosity about women's bodies. This is not difficult to understand, especially among the rough people like ducks and killers. But according to the child's gentleness and respect, those words of the girls will not irritate him to the point where he draws his sword and kills.

Encouraged by Mrs. Lemore, Griff finally got up the courage and stammered: "...they look at me... very cautious... mocking me as a country fool... one of the girls suggested playing a game... …"

"What game?" The killer was very interested, haha ​​laughed.

Little Griff was silent.

His expression was heavy. Just when everyone was in a strange mood, Little Griff turned around and unbuttoned his robe. He didn't wear underwear, because he was here to show his scars. He was thoughtful and thoughtful. Excuses.

The sleeves of the robe slipped, and the nun Lemore exclaimed. Bachelor Hagel's face became ugly. The killer and the duck were completely stunned.

On Little Griff's back, criss-crossed, all were shocking bloodstains, which seemed to be the result of a whip. Sister Lemore's heart ached, and she and the old Griff raised the little Griff, educate him, and train him. The little Griff is their biological son. For the little Griff, the old Griff has not married or touched women for more than ten years.

The scar on Little Griff's back made Sister Lemore feel distressed and unbalanced, and tears instantly filled her eyes.

The killer turned his eyes and stared at the duck: "Duck, how are you protecting little Griff?"

The duck murmured: "I, I, I'm outside the room, I'm asleep."

Little Griff was full of guilt: "I'm sorry, Sir Duck, you are not to blame for this, but I am inexperienced, and I don’t know what the game the two girls play is... so... absolutely unforgivable. They smiled sweetly. Tie up my hands and feet gently, I don't know what they want to do, they use it, use it, use it again..."

"And what?" the killer asked sharply.

"...With...with...with...their shorts...put into my mouth...they humiliated me severely...their malice...I can't forgive!"

Sister Lemore's heart collapsed. She stretched out her hand to cover her face, tears of self-blame gushing from her fingers, and she had regarded Little Griff as her own child. This was an uncontrollable pain from motherhood.

The killer slapped on the table and said angrily: "When our dragon grows up, the first thing we need to do is to burn the city of Rees to ruins."

The duck said coldly: "You don't have to wait until the dragon grows up. After we meet Daenerys, I will use my troops to destroy the city of Rees."

At this point, the fate of Rees' free trade city-state was predestined to endure a brutal bloodbath.

This may not be such a big fun thing in the girl’s den in the city of Rees. The quirky benefactor really likes to play this kind of game, but little Griff is different. He is not an ordinary person and he must not be humiliated. The true dragon, he is only sixteen years old, he is a virgin, and more importantly-he is Aegon Targaryen VI.