iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 108 Targaryen 3
Viserys Targaryen showed a satisfied look, and said, "This is my good sister."

"In a few days, I want you to meet someone. He is the Earl of Whisper Castle, and his name is Green Kleiber."

Earl of Whisper Castle?Daenerys Targaryen had doubts on her little face.

"Brother, is he from Westeros?"

Viserys's smile deepened: "Danny, you guessed right. If you want to win Earl Green's allegiance for me, you must do it, do you understand?"

With that, Viserys patted Daenerys' tear-stained face.

Daenerys' eyes widened: "But... brother, how can I do it?"

To make an earl of Westeros pay her allegiance?Even in her dreams, Daenerys had never imagined such a thing.

How could she do it? !

Seeing Daenerys hesitate, Viserys's smile faded and his brow furrowed.

Viserys' voice was cold. "Dani, are you going to rebel against me? Do you want to wake the wrath of the Sleeping Dragon?"

Daenerys was shocked and shook her head hastily: "No, I don't want to! Brother, I...I'm worried that I won't be able to do it, and I will disappoint you."

Viserys' long fingers slid slowly over Daenerys' small shoulder.

Viserys' movements seemed gentle, but Daenerys was terrified inside, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Viserys smiled and said, "My dear sister, why do you want to disappoint me?"

Daenerys shuddered at Viserys' smile.

Daenerys didn't dare move at all, she knew that if there was any unnecessary movement at this time, Viserys' anger would explode.

Daenerys quickly denied: "No, brother, I'm trying to find a way, and I dare not let you down!"

Viserys pinched Daenerys with his fingers: "My good sister, tell me now, have you thought of a way?"

Daenerys was actually very puzzled in her heart, why didn't her brother come forward in person, but she didn't dare to ask.

Daenerys could only nod, she dared not say that she hadn't thought of a way yet.

Fortunately, Viserys didn't ask what method she would use. Viserys once told Daenerys that the king only needs to focus on the result... This is the heart of a king.

Only then did Viserys let go of his fingers, and looked the thin Daenerys up and down: "Although he has some soldiers and horses in his hands, he is only a half-wild Earl. I allow you to use your body, but remember you Keep your blood, and the Targaryens never mingle with the lesser."

Barbarians... half-wilds... Daenerys felt desperate in her heart. Viserys clearly said that they were descendants of true dragons, and their blood flowed with true dragons, but why did she face this? Isn't she Tanger? Lian?

Viserys' words contradicted herself, but Daenerys did not dare to refute, and was powerless to refute, she could only obey her brother's arrangement.

What Daenerys fears most in her heart is being abandoned by her brother. As long as she can stay by Viserys' side, she may still have a glimmer of hope for her original brother.

Daenerys always thought she would marry Viserys when she came of age.

How many times Viserys had told her that brother and sister had been married among the Targaryens for centuries, ever since "Aegon the Conqueror married his sister.

What flows in Targaryen's body is the blood of kings, the golden blood of the ancient Valyrian nation, and the blood of proud true dragons... Only in this way can Targaryen ensure the purity of his blood.

True dragons would never mate with common beasts, nor would Targaryens mix their blood with lesser races.

Now, though, barbarian... half-wild... Daenerys thinks her title of Princess of Dragonstone is a joke.

Daenerys lowered her face, and said timidly with tears in her eyes: "Brother, I must remember."

Viserys's stiff and haggard face showed a hint of disgust: "Don't always be so sad, keep your head up and your waist up, gods, you're flat enough."

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Dragonstone, Hall of the Chart Table.

Stannis Baratheon gritted his teeth while staring at the brazier, making a creaking sound.

Davos Sios, who was standing aside, looked up at Stannis, and said respectfully, "Lord Stannis, there are more people interested in the position of the King's Hand than we thought."

Stannis snorted coldly with a sullen face, and said, "Renly and Mace are useless people. If a stupid person is allowed to sit on the position of prime minister of the kingdom, it will destroy the kingdom."

Davos stroked his chest and said, "Duke Stannis, I suggest that you recommend yourself to Duke Jon as a candidate for the Hand of the King as soon as possible."

Stannis frowned, and he had been waiting for the results of Jon Arryn's investigation.

The royal blood cannot be lost. If the investigation results are consistent with the speculation, Stannis will become the first heir to the Iron Throne.

Because of Stannis' special status, out of the standpoint of justice, this matter cannot be personally confronted by him, and can only be handed over to other people for investigation.

If it was Stannis who revealed the truth about the royal bloodline, foolish people would mistakenly think that he was slandering to inherit the Iron Throne, and even those involved would have an excuse to refute, and the evidence he investigated would be doubted about its authenticity.

Duke Jon still has some sense of justice, and he is duty-bound as the Hand of the King to deal with the bloodline of the royal family.

Now, the question of the royal family's bloodline and the question of the successor to the King's Hand suddenly intersected, complicating the situation.

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There was a moment of silence in the hall, and after a while, Stannis gave a slight nod.

Seeing Stannis' serious face, Davos said, "Duke Stannis, there are many royal nobles who directly support you, as well as nobles from the Stormlands."

Stannis' eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Davos who was speaking awkwardly to comfort him: "What is the attitude of the nobles of the Stormlands?"

Davos nodded and said: "At least one-third of the people will directly support you."

Stannis said grimly, "They still prefer Renly's wine to my pure water."

Davos explained: "The rest of the people are not all supporting Duke Renly, many people choose...wait and see."

Stannis narrowed his eyes slightly: "Loyal Davos, I am not surprised by this kind of thing. The cunning people like to wait and see, but they are only worthy of leftovers."

Davos echoed, "Lord Stannis, as it should be, and the brave enjoy good food."

Stannis nodded slightly, and said, "Davos, go to the Red Castle for me, meet Jon, and tell him that I want to nominate myself as the new Prime Minister."

Davos nodded and accepted the order, hesitated again, and said, "Duke Stannis, would you like to see King Robert by the way?"

Stannis snorted, and said, "No! My brother is not stupid. He knows very well that no one can keep him drunk but me now."

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Pentos is one of the nine free city-states. It is located in the west of the Essos continent, on the brink of the Narrow Sea. It is the closest free city-state to King's Landing.

On a sunny day, five (2+3) ships flying the marigold flag slowly docked at a pier in Pentos.

Green, who got off the boat, looked around. He now has the feeling of coming from a backward civilization to an advanced civilization.

Most cities in Westeros are messy, but Pentos is clean and tidy.

Not only the city, but also the residents.

This was the first impression Pantos gave Green.

Seeing Green's figure appearing at the pier, Steward Russell, who had been waiting early in the morning, immediately greeted him.

"Good day, my master, Roselle greets you."

Under Green's arrangement, Steward Roselle took the letter written by Varys to Illyrio and set off for Pentos ahead of schedule.

Naturally, Green would not use Wallis' letter of introduction just to connect with Illyrio.

Now that Green has the capital and ships, he started to develop the trade from Mermaid Port to Pentos.

Varys treated Green so kindly, and Green couldn't be too indifferent.

Others don't know the relationship between Varys and Illyrio, but Green knows it very well.

Green just borrowed the skin of Varys, took advantage of Governor Illyrio's power, and set up a "Krab Pantos Firm" by the way, which was both settled and traded.

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Green showed a smile and said, "Rosell, I'm sorry."

At this moment, Lake Snow came over and said, "Lord Green, all our ships need to be repaired."

At the time of departure, Green had two ships, plus the three ships captured from the pirates, a total of five ships.

What about the captured pirates?

Lord Grimm has always been a man who doesn't care what he says, and he won't let the wicked join his Kreber army.

"Lake, check it carefully before repairing it, don't leave any hidden dangers, and get the money from Roselle then."

After the rich and powerful Green finished speaking, his eyes moved, and he looked at Monton Weishui not far away.

Monton noticed Green's gaze, and immediately showed a simple and honest smile.

Green nodded his jaw slightly, then looked away, and said to Roselle, "You lead the way, and tell me what happened here by the way."

Roselle followed Green, thought for a while, and said, "My master, because of the letter you asked me to bring, Roselle was honored to be personally received by the governor. Governor Illyrio's respect for you The visit expressed anticipation and welcome."

After a pause, Roselle lowered his voice and said, "I just started to inquire about the price of the house, and the governor's butler found me and recommended me a mansion, and the price is very fair."

Green raised his eyebrows, and said, "I understand, you did a good job, be careful when choosing the queen's gift."

There are so many people coming and going at the pier, there are too many eyes and ears hidden, just talk about it.

Your every move is under control... Illyrio's actions seemed enthusiastic, but he showed them his muscles quietly.

Green has the memory before the time travel, and after coming to Westeros to understand the supplementary details, Varys and the others' plan, he has already guessed that it is almost inseparable.

Green smiled lowly, he was hesitating between Varys and Illyrio... which of the two of them should strike first.

Around the Iron Throne of Westeros, Green does not allow a bigger behind-the-scenes man than him, and at the right time, he kills one first, and Green has no interest in making friendly moves on the chessboard that Varys and the others have been planning for a long time.

Lord Green himself set up a new card table, and everyone came to the bowl.

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The city of Pentos is not very friendly to horseback riding, so Green sat in the sedan chair as the Romans did.

Green frowned slightly. Pentos was indeed cleaner and tidier than most cities in Westeros, but there was a strange smell in the air here.

After leaving the pier, Green's ears were filled with unfamiliar chants and prayers and the laughter and noise of children playing.

Green suddenly felt something, and looked towards one place, but found nothing unusual.

Green looked away thoughtfully.

At this moment, Petyr was the only one in the throne room.

Petyr looked at Pycelle's seat and raised the corners of his lips. Although there is no direct evidence yet, he can almost guess the hidden identity of Grand Maester Pycelle. He may have already taken refuge in Lannister.

As for Varys... Keep an eye on him, he must be planning something in the dark, Petyr trusts his intuition.

The imperial meeting originally represented the highest stage for power players, and the imperial ministers all had ulterior ambitions hidden in their hearts, including himself.

Petyr's gray-green eyes were fixed on the Iron Throne on the dais.

The time has come... Petyr Baelish's eyes flickered.

As if the gods were blessing him, with the help of Lysa Tully, Petyr had figured out what Prime Minister Jon was secretly investigating.

Those so-called noble blood really know how to play... Petyr's mouth overflowed with sarcasm.

It's time for Prime Minister Jon to retire from the power players arena for good, and this is his last remaining value.

Petyr seemed to have foreseen the chaos of his own creation, and there appeared a ladder of his own.

The smile on Petyr's face deepened.

Tap... The sound of light footsteps came, interrupting Petyr's thoughts.

Petyr just lost the expression on his face, as if he didn't hear the movement behind him.

He didn't need to turn his head to know that the only person who could make this strange footstep sound was that octospider.

Varys stood by Petyr's side, and also looked towards the Iron Throne high above: "Master Petyr, sometimes I am a little curious, what are you thinking when you look at it."

Petyr glanced at Varys, his voice hoarse: "Maybe we are thinking the same thing, Lord Varys."

There was a hint of temptation in Petyr's answer.

"Oh?"

Varys said with great interest: "I am so delightful, do you also miss the heroic posture of His Majesty Robert sitting on it?"

The corners of Petyr's eyes twitched, and he said in a cold tone, "Master Varys, what do you seem to be alluding to?"

Varys clasped his arms and said with a smile: "Lord Petyr, I am rather timid, but His Majesty Robert can bestow incomparable courage. When the situation is sensitive, I always look forward to seeing the king, aren't you like this?"

The corners of Petyr's lips curled up, and his tone was mocking: "Lord Varys, His Majesty is not here today, it's a pity that he can't hear your sweet words with his own ears."

Varys nodded slightly, and said humbly: "This is just what I say from the bottom of my heart. The Red Castle is full of invisible ears, but I will always trust His Majesty's wisdom."

Varys' words made Petyr's eyes quiver imperceptibly.

The smile on Petyr's face was elegant: "Lord Varys, your tongue is the sweetest."

(End of this chapter)