Viserys looked at Tao Yu, his face alight with excitement. He really was the one destined by fate!
Just as he was about to launch a counterattack on King's Landing and reclaim the Iron Throne, a divine weapon had fallen from the sky!
When Viserys grabbed Daenerys, his whole body trembled with excitement.
Daenerys let Viserys hold her, looking timid. She glanced at Tao Yu and suddenly thought that, compared with being sold to a Khal, this might not be so hard to accept after all.
"She's your sister?"
Tao Yu raised an eyebrow and looked at the siblings.
The Targaryen family did have excellent bloodlines, and they were all strikingly good-looking. Viserys just had a slightly unhinged look about him.
To keep their bloodline pure, House Targaryen often married within the family. In their nearly three hundred years of rule, quite a few madmen had been born.
The most famous was probably the Mad King, who had been overthrown.
"Of course."
"You can decide for her?"
"Of course I can!"
"Why?"
Tao Yu's three simple words left Viserys speechless. He didn't know how to respond.
Even Governor Illyrio, standing nearby, couldn't understand what Tao Yu meant.
Wasn't it only natural for a great house to arrange a marriage alliance for its women?
Was the other man not interested?
"I'm the heir to House Targaryen, the true owner of the Iron Throne, and I—"
Before Viserys could finish, the Masked Woman appeared before him and slapped him hard across the face.
He spun through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
Several teeth fell from his mouth along with a gush of blood.
He was completely dazed, seemingly unable to recover from the sudden blow.
His head was ringing, and his vision was still doubled.
Harribel's sudden, ghostly speed