Chapter 153 Daenerys' Embarrassment

Only the throne cannot be shared with others. This is the concept that Daenerys has been instilled since she was a child. No matter how wrong the brother Viserys is, he has indeed done what he said on this point.

He died with the crown on, even if it wasn't his will.

The elder brother's weak neck could not bear the weight of the crown. When he left, the family hatred fell on Daenerys's thinner shoulders. Similarly, this was not what she wanted.

Very early on, she thought that when she grew up, she would marry her brother who always bullied her. Although his "Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon" always hurt her, she endured it.

"Daenerys, you have to remember that the usurper took our father's throne. Our mission is to return to that homeland and bring blood and fire to those despicable rebels."

Daenerys always remembered what her brother said, and only when she said these words did her brother look like a king, Daenerys always felt that way.

She thought that she was alone in this world. Although the red comet brought her three children, they were just children and did not understand her thoughts.

All around her, following her name, Targaryen, what a glorious name, which meant the strongest claim to the Seven Thrones, and she knew it well.

No matter what they say, Daenerys just treats them as her followers, her subordinates, and she knows that the throne is narrow and crowded enough for only one person to sit.

But in her heart, she still longed for someone who could talk to her as an equal, deal with the endless troubles for her, gather an army for her, and help her get back the throne.

But now, this person appeared so abruptly, came from the sky, and compared all her pride, Daenerys didn't know how to face this person.

There was another violent storm on the sea, which reminded Daenerys of when she was born, maybe it was the same storm.

Staying in her own cabin, her body swayed from side to side with the big ship, but Daenerys had already gotten used to it, and she couldn't even feel the slightest fainting feeling.

Listening to the creaking and creaking of the wooden boards that made up the bulkhead, a flickering candle was reflected in Daenerys' lavender eyes, which was shaking and bewitching just like her fair body.

It was almost dusk at this time, that Clay Manderly, riding that blue-gold dragon, Gelesos, is that his name?Yes, it's this one. He took his three children out to sea for food.

She didn't know what she was thinking, maybe she didn't think about anything, but she knew that her mind was full of that young face.

"Dong dong dong."

The dull knock on the door disturbed Daenerys' thoughts. Someone was outside, and Daenerys knew it.

"come in."

Daenerys said softly, she didn't know who was outside, but it shouldn't be her maid.

With a creak, the damp oak door was slowly pushed open, and Daenerys first noticed the iconic long white beard.

Astan, is that him?What did he come to see me for?

Thinking about it, Daenerys immediately corrected her sitting posture, put away all her expressions, and pointed to the wooden barrel on the other side of the table, which was the stool on this boat.

"Sit down, Astan, what can I do for you? Sorry, I don't have anything here to entertain you."

Daenerys forced herself to get rid of the turbulent thoughts in her mind, showed a decent smile, and said to the old man who was much older than his father with a smile.

"That's not necessary, Your Majesty, I came to you to talk to you about this Clay Mandalay."

Ser Barristan sat down across from Daenerys as he said, and in one sentence, he expressed his purpose of disturbing him quite skillfully. The old knight noticed that Daenerys' face changed when he said those words. very unnaturally.

"Astane, you are from Westeros, do you know this Clay Manderly?"

Taking a deep breath, Daenerys suppressed her turbulent emotions, looked at Barristan, and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

She wants to know the past of this Clay Mandler too much, she is afraid that Clay Mandler is deceiving her, maybe even the name is fake, but she is eager to know everything about him .

Daenerys didn't know what was wrong with her, she was very troubled by this feeling, because it was something she had never experienced in her ten years of life.

She didn't expect Barristan to give her an answer, but this feeling drove her to ask such a question, but unexpectedly, Barristan actually nodded after frowning and thinking for a while.

"I knew him, Your Majesty, when he was at Winterfell."

Barristan always felt that he had heard this name somewhere before, and now he finally remembered that when he followed King Robert to Winterfell, there was a conflict between the nobles.

He remembered that at that time, he was a nobleman from the northern border who slaughtered a small nobleman from the Lannister branch who came with the queen on the spot. That nobleman from the northern border was imprisoned in the dungeon by King Robert. Clay Mandler.

It's a pity that I didn't meet him at that time, otherwise, I guess I could confirm his identity immediately after meeting this time.

Hearing Barristan's answer, Daenerys froze for a moment, then her eyes widened suddenly, and she immediately asked:

"Astan, tell me everything you know, everything about him!"

Daenerys' reaction surprised Barristan, but he quickly ignored it, concealed his identity, and slowly told Daenerys about the story of Clay Mann from the perspective of a bystander. What Dele has done in the North.

……

Time flowed slowly in the rhythmic swaying of the cabin, and after an unknown amount of time, Barristan finally ended his memories, leaving only Daenerys who didn't know what she was thinking.

"His Majesty……"

Barristan reminded, Daenerys suddenly woke up, the embarrassment on her face flashed away, she thought for a while, and concluded:
"That is to say, what you learned is that he is a reckless son of a noble from the north for the sake of his family members. Well, he is also a little brave enough to kill Lannister in front of the usurper."

Daenerys was quite satisfied with Clay's merciless killing of Lannister, and she believed that her father was at fault for both the Stark family and the Baratheon family in the usurper war.

But only this Lannister family, Tywin has been the hand of the king for so many years, and in the end, the father still chose to trust Tywin, but in exchange for Lannister's bloody massacre of Targaryen.

For Daenerys, she can forgive everyone who has resisted the Targaryen family, but only the Lannister family is on her must-kill list.

"Maybe, Your Majesty, but I haven't seen his face, and I still can't understand why the descendants of the Manderly family have the ability to control dragons. As far as I know, Aegon's blood is not as powerful as Manderly's." Dele's blood has been blended."

Barristan furrowed his ashen brows, a question he'd never been able to figure out, because it wasn't a common sense possibility.

Daenerys remembered what Clay had said to her, and decided to skip the subject for now, asking Barristan instead:

"Sir, you haven't told me what you want to say to me, now is your time."

And the next moment, Daenerys regretted what she said, because Barristan's answer made her not know how to sort out her mood. He said:
"Your Majesty, if the identity of Clay Mandalay is confirmed, then as a subordinate who swears allegiance to you, I suggest that you conclude a marriage contract known to the seven kingdoms with this Clay Mandalay."

Daenerys is no longer the little girl she was back then, but this still does not allow her to remain absolutely calm at this time. She has thought about this, but she did not expect to be asked this question by her followers.

"Hmm... this... is a bit sudden, Arstan, can we not talk about this for now?"

For some reason, Daenerys' tone was no longer as strong as in the previous conversation, a little evasive, with a hint of embarrassment.

Barristan carefully watched Daenerys' expression change, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he continued firmly:

"Your Majesty, I don't need to say these things, but you must think carefully about this issue. Clay Manderly came from Westeros. You have seen him now. If he can't stand by your side..."

"Then he and his dragon will become enemies that I can't get past."

Daenerys picked up Barristan's words, who nodded, apparently Daenerys understood correctly.

"You have also seen that his giant dragon, the big blue-gold guy, and your three little dragons are no match for it anyway. The dragons are all growing up. When his dragon gets bigger, you will be able to see it again." How are we going to deal with him?"

"When your dragon grows up, you can use the blood and fire of the Targaryen family to subdue all traitors, but now the question is, how do you subdue another Manderly family that can also bring blood and fire to the enemy? Woolen cloth?"

Seeing that Daenerys had stopped talking, Barristan knew that she had heard what he said, so he made the final conclusion:

"Your Majesty, even if you can't accept him as your future husband for the time being, I also suggest that you never make enemies with him. Your dragon is not yet powerful, but with him, you can quickly pull Essos back A sufficiently large army."

"At that time, you will fulfill your brother's dream, your dream, to return to Westeros and take back the Iron Chair that belonged to House Targaryen."

……

Clay, who took four foodies out to eat wild food, didn't know about the conversation that took place in the cabin, and he didn't care much about the affairs of Daenerys' small team now.

Anyway, they will be their own subordinates or vassals in the future, it doesn't matter if it is earlier or later.

Daenerys will not have a bad attitude towards him, and Clay still has this confidence. The key lies in the three little Gelesos who are now muttering about what they are robbing him of.

To put it another way, Clay and Daenerys monopolize the resource of dragons in the entire world now, and Clay still has the first-mover advantage and is in a leading position.

Therefore, Clay didn't worry about Daenerys at all. From the moment he appeared in front of her, many things were beyond the control of the few people around her.

Shooting Jorah Mormont was purely because he was unhappy seeing this salty middle-aged uncle, and, for him, Clay had other arrangements after borrowing Daenerys' hand.

After cooking on the sea, Clay took Gelesos and flew towards the place where Daenerys was on the boat. This place was already close to the sea surface of Slave Bay, and it was inevitable that they would be discovered.

Anyway, after all, it is to be seen by people. Clay did not order Gelesos to destroy the witnesses with dragon flames. His violence was not used on these civilians.

He could imagine the reaction of the fleet coming and going on the sea when they saw Gelesos and his group, one big and three small enough to be called dragons.

Now, there must be a ship with full sails, desperately sailing towards the direction of Astapor, bringing the news of the dragons to the slave owners who sat up high.

But it doesn't matter, let these news give them a warm-up first, let them prepare everything that should be prepared, and when Clay really comes to Astapor, all the ghosts and monsters prepared by these slave owners Burn it clean.

He is not Daenerys, and he does not intend to immediately change the political status quo in Slaver's Bay, but he is bound to let some people have a taste of blood and fire.

The Dragon King must have the power of the Dragon King. Since these slave owners represent the greatest violence in the Slave Bay, there is no other way to make them completely obedient than to bring them greater violence in the future.

"Let's go, let's send these three back first."

Clay patted Gelesos, and the blue-golden dragon roared to show that he knew it, and then its huge wings waved and accelerated, flying towards the direction it came from.

Gelesos couldn't stay on that ship for a long time. It was a small boat tens of meters long, made of wood, and not an aircraft carrier.

With a body as big as Gelesos, but with such a thin deck, the ship would fall apart before it could reach Astapor. Therefore, Clay was going to separate from Daenerys first. The little queen thinks about it.

He himself took Gelesos to the Slave Bay to learn about how this well-known slave capital works.

If you want to turn this place into the rear of your own army, you can only use violence to change it unless the level of violence can reach the level of completely crushing the previous social system, otherwise you will inevitably suffer backlash.

Therefore, now that Clay and the two of them have no soldiers, the best strategy is, if they are not completely able to fight, then join with reservations, and when the strength reaches a certain level, then consider cleaning up this gang of slave traders .

Clay has a flexible moral bottom line, and everything is based on his own actual interests. As for when and what moral bottom line to demand from others, it is naturally up to him...

 Sorry for being late today.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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