Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 148 The Big Terrace

In the backyard of Governor Illyrio's house, Daenerys enjoyed her leisure time after lunch alone.She half sat on the recliner, letting the sun shine all over her body.

This is the last time she has spare time. In a few days he will marry Khal Drogo, and then follow his khalsa to faraway Vaes Dothraki to meet the dosh khalin (by The widows of all deceased khals form the organization that governs Vaes Dothraki) and ask for a prophecy about the war.

Ves Dothraki is farther than Qohor, the most eastern free trade city, and it will cross the Dothraki Sea. I heard that it is a grassland. As for why it is called a sea, Daenerys does not know, she only knows That would be a very long journey.

Then Drogo would give his brother an army, and he'd be able to go home, right?He will take back the Seven Kingdoms and take back his father's Iron Throne.
But what about me?she couldn't help asking herself.

Although she always forces herself not to think about this question, this question will still pop up in her mind again and again.

What about me?

Viserys never mentioned it, and Illyrio kept silent.

But Daenerys knows what it means to marry the horse king.

She will never go home.

The one Viserys had been saying for as long as she could remember, she had never seen a home made of bricks.

The Black Keep on Dragonstone Isle built with lost Valyrian masonry techniques.

The red castle on the coast of King's Landing, and the terrible dragon skull under the castle.

The Seven Kingdoms and the peoples who are suffering under the usurper's rule.
What awaited her was an unknown husband and an uncivilized nation.

She had overheard the handmaidens at Illyrio's mansion say that the Dothraki khal would share with his bloodriders everything but horses, including wives.

Daenerys couldn't understand, how could a horse be compared to a wife?She's just scared.

I am of the blood of the dragon, and dragons have no fear, Dany whispered in her heart, I am of the blood of the dragon, she repeated again.

Unfortunately, the fear will not be dispelled by this.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear something, first there was a sound of footsteps, and then the iron door was pushed open.

"Ian!" Daenerys screamed when she saw the person coming, with joy in her tone.

Ian heard the sound and saw Princess Targaryen in the courtyard. She was wearing a long velvet dress with gold and silver thread borders, her shoulders and collarbone were exposed, her chest was half covered with Myrish lace, and her waist Gathered for a complete fit.

"His Royal Highness." Ian bowed slightly and greeted politely.

After he left Hazan's place in the morning, he returned to Illyrio's mansion, intending to trick Jorah into participating in Hazan's assessment, but he unexpectedly ran into Daenerys here.

"Have you seen Sir Jorah? I need to talk to him." Ian was not in a hurry to win Dany's favor, after all, there was still a long time to come.

"Well," Daenerys nodded, "he was here just now, he should go over there now," Dany pointed to a small door, "there is a big terrace at the back, from which you can see The panorama of the city of Pentos."

"Thank you." Ian bowed and said goodbye.

Then he had just taken a few steps when Daenerys trotted after him.

"Lord Earl, do you really think my brother can lead you back to the throne?"

Ian turned around in surprise, he really did not expect this question to be asked from Daenerys at this age.

"His Royal Highness? You?"

"Sorry, my lord," Daenerys seemed to realize that she shouldn't have said such a thing, but after a moment of hesitation, she said it anyway, after all, she wanted to say that at Drogo's banquet up,
"I just want to remind you that Viserys is a very selfish, cruel and violent man. He may be smiling at you one moment and order your head to be cut off the next. To serve him, you must careful."

After saying these outrageous words, Daenerys lifted the hem of her skirt and ran away quickly.

cut off my head?The people around him are all my people, and if I don't cut him down, he will be burned. However, she should be able to say this reminder, she must have struggled in her heart.

It seems that the previous goodwill was not in vain.

Raising his eyebrows, Ian walked across the courtyard humming a little tune, and walked into the little moss-covered door that Dani pointed to.

Behind the door is a small path up the mountain, which is paved with bluestone slabs one step at a time, so that the whole journey will not be as steep as it looks.

On both sides of the road are lush forests, oaks, pine and camphor trees are mixed, with vigorous branches and leaves, under the trees are dense shrubs, and smokeberry vines are lingering on them.

Ian took Roll and Case all the way up, and it took half an hour to reach the top of the mountain. Ian couldn't help but marvel at the size of Illyrio's mansion, and was shocked by his wealth and the resulting demonstrated power.

After Ian stepped onto the large terrace, he saw several servants in Illyrio's mansion and Jorah Mormont sitting on the couch wiping his sword. The green woolen sweater embroidered with the Renli black bear was obviously very confident in the security conditions in Illyrio's mansion.

Immediately after Ian and the others walked onto the terrace, Jorah noticed the arrival of the three of them, and he cast a vigilant and puzzled look at the group of uninvited guests.

"See you again, my lord." Ian walked up to Jorah.

"I'm not a grown-up, not from the moment I left Bear Island." Jorah said coldly.

"Why? Your Majesty didn't give you the title again?"

"Your Majesty, hahaha, title, hahahaha!" Jorah seemed to have heard a joke.

Of course, in a sense, this is indeed a joke.

Ian waited quietly until he finished laughing.

"Okay, bastard, what's the matter with you?"

"My name is Ian Darry, Earl of Darry City, Hand of the King of His Majesty Viserys III, I think you lack respect for me." Ian narrowed his eyes, Jorah's public contempt for Viserys His attitude was something he hadn't expected.

"Okay," Jorah just shrugged noncommittally, and then apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Prime Minister, I didn't mean to offend, what do you want to do when you come to me?" The tone was joking.

"You seem to be short of money." Ian glanced at Jorah's dirty clothes.

Jorah's face turned livid almost instantly.

money!money!damn money!

Lacking money, he sold poachers and lost his title.

Because of lack of money, he ran off to become a hedge knight, and then his wife ran away with someone else.

Because of lack of money, this damn bastard dared to humiliate me in person? !I will make you pay!
"I can provide you with a chance to make money," Ian pretended not to see Jorah's expression, and said to himself, "Prince Hazan of Pentos offered a high price of 1000 gold dragons per person to recruit the next day. He had fought for him in a tourney, and in this one his Grace Viserys had sided with Prince Hazan.

I just came to ask you, are you interested in fighting in the name of House Targaryen? "

"1000 gold dragons?" The killing intent on Jorah's face disappeared immediately, "1000 gold dragons can already buy half of the Unsullied Centuries in Astapor, and I just need to fight for that prince once?"

"There are seven contestants on both sides of the competition. One-on-one battles. After a match, the winner can take a break temporarily, but he needs to participate in the follow-up competition. It will not be over until one party is dead." Ian paused after the introduction. After a while, "If you want, you can go to the trials with me tonight, but you may not be able to qualify."

"You'll see if I'm qualified. I'll come to you after dinner. I need to make some preparations." After speaking, Jorah quickly left the big terrace.

Ian walked to the edge of the terrace. He looked down the mountain. He saw some square brick towers, a large red temple, and a priest's compound on the mountain in the distance.

Farther away, the sun danced on the dark sea, and fishing boats were sailing across the harbour, their white sails billowing in the wind.

(End of this chapter)