The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The first ray of dawn in the morning had not yet completely penetrated the clouds, and the lakeside was still shrouded in a layer of hazy fog.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

In the morning, after experiencing the heavy "baptism" of fatherly love like the Moon Mountains again, Viserion seemed to abandon his brother and turn to the loving "father".

The evidence... was a large silver trout it caught for him. In return, Green specially arranged to add a large piece of barbecue to its breakfast.

The size of the barbecue was almost the same as the trout, which was undoubtedly a very fair deal.

Seeing this, Rhaegal pondered for a while, then his strong body accumulated strength on the ground for a while, and then kicked hard, spread his wings that were not fully grown but quite powerful, and flew towards the lake.

Not long after, Rhaegal returned triumphantly with a big fish in his mouth. Although they are still in the growth stage, and their flying distance and height are limited, it is obviously stronger than Viserion and Jones, and its powerful wings are more powerful when flapping, so it can fly to farther waters, so it is indeed more advantageous in fishing.

However.

The wise and far-sighted Lord Green has already seen the chaotic scene of countless fish piled up in front of the tent in his mind.

So he hurriedly summoned the three little dragons to his side, and taught them specially regardless of whether they could understand or not.

They listened with their eyes wide open, but Rhaegal did not see the expected barbecue for a long time, and then "confronted" Grimm for a while, then turned away angrily, and when he moved his short legs, he did not forget to hit Viserion who was standing next to him.

Hiss——Viserion stretched his neck and roared at it, but when Rhaegal turned his head and cast a glance, he shrank back as usual.

Green patted the aggrieved Viserion with a smile: "Brother Rhaeger, brothers should get along with each other in a friendly way."

Brother Rhaeger raised his dragon head, swept his proud fiery red dragon eyes, paused, suddenly spread his wings, flapped a few times, flew towards the sky, and then... it circled in the air for a few circles, as if to show its prestige and dissatisfaction.

Jones glanced at the situation of Lord Green and Viserion here, and then looked at Brother Rhaeger who had already flown far away, ran clumsily on the ground with his short legs for a few steps, and then jumped hard and flew in the direction of Brother Rhaeger.

Viserys stood there, watching their figures gradually go away, and Green patted him again: "Go."

[Advance notice, Lord Green will not ride a dragon, if he does, it will not be in line with his cautious personality]

In the air, Viserion would soar into the sky from time to time because of Brother Rhaeger and Jones, and then suddenly flew down, drawing irregular arcs in the air.

Lord Green was very relieved to find that the three brothers were reconciled.

………

The morning sun was gentle and dazzling. Green sat quietly beside the campfire in front of the tent, and the firewood in the campfire crackled from time to time.

Green slowly picked up the trout that Borona had prepared, put it on the fire, and roasted it leisurely.

Under the licking of the flame, the trout gradually began to sizzle and ooze oil. The fish oil dripped into the campfire, and instantly burst into a tempting aroma.

At this moment, Green's ears trembled slightly, turned his head and looked, and a smile bloomed involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, Dany."

"How did you sleep?" Daenerys's expression was still lazily as if she had just woken up from a dream. She wrapped her graceful body with a thin gray blanket. The edge of the blanket swayed gently with her steps, and the soft leather sandals on her feet left shallow marks on the grass.

The morning by the lake was cool and the breeze blew, bringing a hint of chill, but the true dragon blood of the Targaryen family seemed to be unaffected.

Green patted the small folding chair beside him and said, "Come and sit."

When she came closer, Daenerys suddenly lifted the blanket and lay on Green's broad back, holding the edge of the blanket in her hands and wrapping his upper body.

Her chin rested lightly on his shoulder, and her warm breath blew beside his ear, with a hint of sweet murmur: "Dear, what are you busy with?"

Feeling the soft and tempting touch on his back, Green's Adam's apple rolled, and then shook the wooden stick in his hand with the grilled fish, saying: "I'm grilling fish."

After a pause, he added: "This was caught by Viserion, and I gave it an extra piece of roast meat."

Green's subtle reaction made Daenerys very happy, and her little hands began to wander restlessly: "Only Viserion was added? Brother Rhaegal must be very angry, and Jones will be..."

At the end, her soft lips gently brushed Green's earlobe.

Green's Adam's apple rolled again, he took a deep breath, and issued a warning with a hint of helplessness: "Dany, it seems that you haven't learned a lesson from last night's 'defeat'."

Daenerys's little hands moved more wantonly, and it was obvious that she didn't care about the so-called "lesson" at all. This was her silent response.

"My future husband is a famous general known throughout the Seven Kingdoms. He once told me that the winner is not afraid of failure." After Daenerys finished speaking, she left his body with a sly smile without waiting for Green's response.

Only a dozen steps away from the lake, she walked around Green, the blanket slowly slipped off her body, her smooth skin shone golden in the morning light, and her graceful back was unreservedly displayed in front of Green.

She paused slightly, looked over, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said shyly: "Wait for me a moment, dear."

Green's eyes followed her figure, watching her slowly slide into the lake. The lake water rippled under her stirring. She swam in the water like a fish in water, with a light and graceful figure.

Green continued to roast the grilled fish in his hand on the flame. If he was not careful, half of the fish meat would be burnt, emitting a burnt smell.

"………"

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The intolerable Lord Green jumped into the lake and swam towards the real dragon.

Then, the real dragon swam in the arms of Marigold.

Up and down, up and down.

Shaking, shaking, shaking.

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The dawn shone, and the Wall of Despair shone with pink and purple brilliance.

The Great Wall has no gates, only some tunnels passing through it. These tunnels are heavily blocked, and several layers of iron fences locked by heavy chains are like loyal guards, strictly prohibiting any unauthorized crossing.

The Duke of Winterfell, Eddard Stark, the Night's Watch, and Demormont rode side by side, with dozens of black-robed rangers holding torches leading the way in the tunnel in front, and hundreds of Stark gray-robed cavalry behind.

Under the reflection of the torches, mottled and swaying light and shadows were projected, and the neat sound of horse hooves echoed in the tunnel, like a dull war drum, beating a solemn rhythm.

During the ride, the hoarse and low voice of the Duke of Eddard slowly sounded: "It seems that Lord Stannis still disagrees with our decision to negotiate with the King Beyond the Wall."

After a pause, the old bear laughed heartily without caring, and his laughter echoed in the tunnel, slightly diluting the solemn atmosphere.

"The King Beyond the Wall was once a member of the Night's Watch. His Majesty Stannis believes that Mance Rayder is a deserter, and in his eyes, deserters must be executed, which is why he opposes it."

Duke Eddard's brows were knitted tighter, and his eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and entanglement: "Yes, no one likes people who betray their honor, but... He has the "Winter Horn" that can destroy the Great Wall."

"Winter Horn" is like a heavy boulder, pressing on their hearts. Whether it is the Night's Watch, Winterfell, or the North, they all know that if the King Beyond the Wall blows it, it will mean the collapse of the Great Wall.

And once the Great Wall collapses, the Night's Watch will completely lose the glorious defense line that has guarded thousands of people, and the wildlings beyond the Wall who are surging south like a tide will also bring great disasters to the entire North.

So

Although Mance Rayder bears the name of a traitor to the Night's Watch, for the safety of the Wall and the North, they have to try to negotiate with the King Beyond the Wall, even though this decision will face many objections and doubts.