Blood of the True Dragon

Chapter 6 The Winter is Coming
This is the ninth year of the long summer, the sun is scorching in the south, but there is still heavy snowfall in Lindong City, which makes King Robert very dissatisfied, he hates this ghost weather.

Had it not been for the death of his adoptive father, Jon Irene, who was also his Hand of the King, he vowed that he would never want to set foot on this land hated by the Seven Gods in his life.

In the dark catacombs, King Robert mourned before a statue of a woman with his pregnant belly and Eddard Stark, Warden of the North.

"Ned, I swear I will kill Rhaegar!"

"But you've already killed him!"

Robert said angrily, "I only killed him once, you know? Whenever I think of your sister Lyanna, I want to kill him a thousand times a thousand times.

Rega raped her, I can't imagine how many times that bastard did it to Lyanna! "

Ned didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent. After a long time, he slowly said, "Tell me about Jon!"

"The pain took him away. I have never seen a person's condition deteriorate so quickly. He died within two weeks. The disease was like a fire that burned his entire life."

Robert smiled when Ned said nothing. "Lord Eddard Stark, I will make you the Hand of the King, the Hand of the King."

Ned knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm not qualified for this position!"

There will be no good things for the male of the Stark family to go south. Compared with the hand of the king, he hopes to stay in the north to protect his family. This year's weather is getting colder, the long summer is coming to an end, and the winter is coming , packs of wolves should stay together.

Robert patted Ned on the shoulder and made him stand up: "Brother, I need you, we fought down the Iron Throne together, and you should help me sit on it!
Also, I also want to talk to you about the marriage of Joffrey (Robert's eldest son) and Sansa (Ned's daughter) when I come this time. After they get married, we will finally be relatives. "

"Your Majesty, this is really the highest honor!" Ned replied, and then changed his mouth:

"But it was a big surprise and I had to talk to my wife about it."

An inconspicuous merchant ship slowly sailed into the seaside city of Braavos from the crotch of the giant statue of Titan.

Braavos is the richest of the Free Trade City-states (nine city-states in the Eastern Continent). It owns the world's most powerful bank, the Iron Bank, and the most powerful naval fleet.

But Braavos is also famous for one thing, and that is the most mysterious assassin order - the Faceless.

The Faceless Men usually kill silently, and often make the killed look like accidental suicide, which can be called the KGB of power.

Before the morning mist cleared, Petyr Baelish, the Chancellor of the Seven Kingdoms' Exchequer "Littlefinger", wore a black cloak and walked in front of a temple built on a rock.

The temple has no windows, and the pointed roof is covered with black tiles.

The gates of the temple are a pair of carved wooden doors twelve feet high.The one on the left was weirwood white as bone, the one on the right was ebony with a faint glow.

This is the Holy Land of the Faceless, where the Black and White House is enshrined, the God of Many Faces, the God of the Faceless.

Littlefinger gently knocked on the wooden door, and then quietly stayed where he was.

After a while, the wooden door opened, and an old man in a gray robe poked his head out holding an oil lamp.

"Mortal is mortal! (Valar Morghulis - Valyrian)"

"Everyone needs to be served! (Valar Dohaeris)"

"Why did the man come?"

After checking the code, the old man in gray robe asked in a hoarse voice.

"I want to sacrifice a man to the God of Many Faces."

After Littlefinger finished speaking, he handed over a cloth bag containing agate and gold to the other party.

"Someone (as the Faceless Ones call themselves) needs a name."

"Ned Stark!"

The old man in gray robe shook his head lightly:

"Ned Stark is the Guardian of the North, killing him is no less difficult than killing a king, you don't have enough money!

The God of Many Faces has the rules of the God of Many Faces, each person has a different role, and the gifts that need to be presented to the God of Many Faces are also different! "

Littlefinger's expression didn't change at all, and he still dragged that hoarse long voice and said slowly:
"But what I want to kill is Ned Stark, who is the night watchman. Soon, Ned Stark will be sent to the Great Wall as a night watchman for treason."

"The God of Many Faces will bring gifts to Ned Stark!"

The gray-robed old man closed the door after he finished speaking.

Taking the gold bag given by Littlefinger unhurriedly, he came to the holy chamber on the bottom floor of the temple, and then put the bag in the center of the altar, and beside the altar stood a piece of green dragon egg.

……

On the way to Slaver's Bay, Aegon was working hard to teach Daenerys swordsmanship, but the young dragon mother was always beaten in the arm by the opponent.

"Dani, you must learn some sword skills as soon as possible, at least you must be able to kill people. If you knew sword skills back then, you could slit Viserys' throat when he wanted to sell you!"

Listening to the rambling words of her nephew who was only two years older than herself, Daenerys couldn't help curling her lips.

She felt that she really didn't have much talent in swordsmanship.

Besides, I can't sit on the Iron Throne, why do I need to learn this?

Seeing that Daenerys was a little slack, Aegon stepped forward and pressed Daenerys' shoulder:

"Remember, you have the blood of a real dragon. If I die, you should also work hard to sit on the Iron Throne, and a queen must know how to defend herself!"

In this magical world, Aegon doesn't know whether he will die, but what he can do is to make Dragon Ma stronger, so that after his death, the other party may sit on the Iron Throne.

Daenerys couldn't help being stunned seeing Aegon's serious appearance, and then nodded seriously.

"Your Majesty, Rhys is ahead." Jon Clinton, who had been standing behind, reminded.

Afterwards, several people searched for their prestige, and on the green ocean ahead, a city built on rocks came into view.

When Jorah Mormont heard the word Rhys, he couldn't help being startled, and then he was discovered by the keen Daenerys:

"Knight Jorah, have you been to Rhys before?"

Jorah Mormont seemed to recall some terrible past, and then nodded slowly:
"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

Aegon almost couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Thinking about it, this guy is really a hard-working person, he spent all his money on his wife, and the other party actually ran away.

Jorah paused for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind, and said slowly:

"You may be wondering why I sold those poachers as slaves.

Actually, I don't like spending much.

But my wife, Linice Hightower, likes a life of luxury. "

"A lady from the Hightower family in Oldtown?" Jon Connington said, "I'm curious that they would marry their daughter to a poor earl in the north like you!"

The northern border has always been a poor settlement in the Seven Kingdoms. This place is sparsely populated and has no mineral resources. There is almost nothing to praise except for the local folk customs.

And the Hightowers of Oldtown have always been the most wealthy family in the Seven Kingdoms.

Jon Connington really had a hard time imagining that the other party would marry his precious daughter to a poor and shabby Earl of Bear Island.

Jorah was not surprised by Jon's reaction, and then seemed to recall some beautiful picture, and continued:

"Because I was in the martial arts competition that year, and I gave her the queen's laurel crown of love and beauty woven from flower baskets!

Then I proposed to the Hightower family, and the Earl of Hightower also married his daughter to me. That was the happiest time in my life. "

Jorah paused for a moment when he talked about this, and then his expression became lonely again:
"But Bear Island doesn't have that much money for her to squander.

After I spent the tens of thousands of gold dragon coins I won from the tournament, I could no longer afford the money she spent on inviting bards, holding balls, and buying luxury items. "

Aegon shook his head when he heard this, "It's really an unfortunate story of a poor nobleman falling in love with a spendthrift young lady."

Robert's prize money for the champion of the martial arts competition is [-] gold dragon coins.

One golden dragon coin can be exchanged for 11760 copper cents, and one copper cent can buy a grilled sausage and a dime of ale, which is equivalent to at least 5 yuan in conversion.

So Jorah spent at least 20 billion on his wife.

What a big grievance.

This kind of girl is comparable to the old iron who is eating instant noodles and giving presents to the female anchor.

No, the latter seems to be more stupid, anyway, people also spend money for their wives.

"In the end we escaped Westeros and went to Braavos, but she said she liked it warmer.

I sold my last ship, came to Lys, and became a hedge knight, but she fell into the arms of the trade prince of Lys, Tragg O'Moron. "

"..."

Everyone was speechless, what a miserable man!

"Your Majesty, Rees is here!"

(End of this chapter)