Lysa·Tully first pulled Little Robert to sit down by the stove, and then looked at her sister.
"Do you think he is pretty? In fact, he is also very strong. Don't listen to the rumors outside. Jon knows it very well. He personally told me that he has a strong character. These were his last words. He kept chanting Little Robert's name, he grabbed my hand hard until there were blood marks. He wanted me to tell them that the race is strong and this is his race. He wanted everyone to know that my little baby will grow up to be a strong man."
Catelyn·Tully glanced at Little Robert who stretched out his little hand to peel off Lysa's pajamas, and advised, "Lysa, I am your sister, I want to help you, and I want to know the truth."
After a pause, she said firmly, "No matter what the facts are, I will definitely help you."
Lysa scolded, "Shut up!"
Lysa suddenly scolded her, and Little Robert was so frightened that she dropped her doll on the carpet and hugged her mother tightly.
"You scared my son, my dear sister."
After scolding, Lysa softly coaxed the trembling Little Robert: "My dear little baby, don't be afraid, mom is here, nothing will happen to you."
Is this still her sister? What about her upbringing? She is just like...Lady Catelyn It took a lot of effort to hold back the anger in her heart.
Lysa lifted up the nightgown skillfully, and Little Robert began to suck it eagerly.
Catelyn was really speechless... This turned out to be Jon·Arryn's son? She thought of her little son... Rickon She is only three years old, only half the age of Little Robert, but many times more energetic than him... She sincerely hopes that Little Robert can grow up healthily, but now she is quite pessimistic about Little Robert's future.
Lysa gently stroked his son's hair and said proudly, "Cat, Little Robert is the Duke of Eyrie and the guardian of Vale."
Catelyn still wants to advise, "Lysa, given the current situation, a war is very likely to happen."
Lysa's tenderness immediately dissipated. She glanced at her son in her arms and lowered her voice filled with anger. "Isn't it your husband's conspiracy? My son and I could have lived a good life, but he ruined Vale's peace."
She added, "Stop your false concern, your conspiracy will eventually fail, and my son and I will be fine, because no one can attack here."
Catelyn had the urge to slap his sister, and said, "Lysa, there is no unbreakable castle in the world, let me help you."
"No one can break into my son's Eyrie."
Lysa retorted first, then said, "Of course you have to help me, no..."
She looked at her sister bitterly and continued, "Now I have to deal with you and give you a chance to atone for your sins."
Catelyn said in disbelief, "Are you crazy? Lysa!"
Lysa ignored Catelyn, looked down at his son, and said softly, "Baby, if you like your aunt very much, just let her stay here... okay?"
Little Robert hesitated and said, "Stay... in... here..."
Lysa touched Little Robert's head, and she looked at Catelyn. A strange smile gradually appeared on her face, which was scary.
"Little Robert's good aunt, you can live here from now on. We, mother and son, will take good care of you."
Before Catelyn could respond, the smile on her face disappeared instantly and she said coldly, "You won't refuse Duke Eyrie's kindness, will you?"
Little Robert stuck his head out and said excitedly and eagerly, "Let her fly! Let her fly!"
Lysa rubbed Little Robert's hair and murmured, "This is a good idea, this is indeed a good idea."
Catelyn's pupils shrank sharply and he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Essos, Viserys (formerly Qarth) city-states.
Goose goose goose goose, Daenerys·Targaryen, who was reading the letter, suddenly laughed. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, lingering in the room.
Daenerys laughed until he fell forward and backward, covering his belly with one hand and his mouth with the other, trying to control his laughter, but it was to no avail.
Borona and Osana were stunned at first, and then they were infected by Daenerys's laughter, and they all showed happy smiles.
Daenerys laughed very hard. She asked for help, "Help me, I can't laugh anymore."
Whose letter? Gryn, the scroll king, took the time to write a letter to Daenerys after Lord Eddard arrived at King's Landing... It traveled across the ocean and arrived today.
Gryn is very attentive. Through his contact with Pentos, he learned that the little poor princess liked stories that made people feel happy, so he wrote many interesting things that Red Keep had experienced in his letters.
A true story, with a little exaggeration... It is indeed interesting and can satisfy girls' curiosity. Gryn uses pseudonyms, such as: Happy Duke, Iron-faced Duke, Eggman, Mustache, etc.
The story that made Daenerys laugh painfully is... what happened in Great Sept of Baelor when Gryn first arrived at King's Landing, and the Eggman in it was the outbreak point of laughter (Chapter 117-118).
Daenerys rubbed his cheek, his violet eyes reluctantly left the letter on the table, and said, "Osana, have the people who sent the letter settled down?"
Osana nodded and said, "Princess Daenerys, everything has been arranged, please don't worry."
Borona coughed slightly and said, "You have to take a good rest. They still have the important responsibility of escorting Her Royal Highness the Princess to reply to the letter."
Daenerys glanced sideways at Borona who was suppressing a smile, and said with a smile, "You are very thoughtful. Let's have a drink together. I am so happy today."
I, Daenerys, I am True Dragon, True Dragon does not hide my love.
Dong-dong-dong, I remembered the knock on the door, and after waiting for the response, Dick walked in with a wine bottle.
Dick bowed slightly. "Your Highness, please forgive me for being presumptuous. When I was passing by, I accidentally heard laughter. I boldly guess that you need some wine at this moment."
Dick's figure is still very thin. He deliberately added Trade Guild's accent when he spoke, and his behavior was deliberately elegant.
Daenerys's silver hair sets off her porcelain-white skin, and her smile is gentle, "Dick, you are always very considerate, thank you."
Dick's eyes moved habitually. Hearing the princess's praise, he couldn't help feeling excited. "Your Highness, thank you for your compliment. It's my honor to serve you. I will serve you more wholeheartedly and have the confidence to do everything you ask me to do, because I am..."
Osana replied expressionlessly, "Smart Dick."
Borona laughed.
Daenerys's eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, and she tried her best to hold back her smile in order to maintain her dignity.
Dick was angry, but after taking a look at Osana's strong arms exposed, he endured it.
Osana's short black hair is neatly trimmed, and her dark eyes are bright and sharp. Compared with ordinary women, she can be said to be taller, with clearly visible muscle lines on her body, full of strength.
Osana felt the gaze sweeping over her. Her eyes moved and she looked at Dick... She lost to Jorah·Mormont in the sword skill contest, which made her hold back her anger recently. She still remembered that Dick laughed very happily at that time.
Seeing Dick's eyes dodge, Osana just raised an eyebrow and withdrew his gaze.
Daenerys pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and said, "Smart Dick, I'm looking forward to your performance."
After saying that, she turned her gaze to Osana and said, "Osana, it's just a defeat. I asked Sir Jorah for advice. He told me that you are mainly not used to fighting in armor. This can be made up for through training. He is actually looking forward to the next battle with you."
Although Osana looked the same as usual on the surface, Daenerys had long noticed that she was suppressing her anger because of losing to Sir Jorah.
The corners of Daenerys's lips are slightly curved. She likes the cheerfulness of Borona and the purity of Osana. Having the two of them by her side makes her feel at ease.
Although busy, Daenerys is very satisfied with the current situation... She looked at the Westeros map hanging on the wall, her eyes fixed on the position of Vale, and she was looking forward to the days after helping her brother win Iron Throne.
Osana rarely blushed and said, "Princess Daenerys, I will definitely defeat Sir Jorah next time."
Daenerys smiled and tapped his chin.
Borona took the silver jug from Dick's hand and poured a glass of wine for everyone present.
Daenerys took a sip of Summer Wine. This was her favorite flavor. This flavor was filled with wonderful memories, where it was just her and him.
Daenerys's eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly said, "Where are Dick, Viserys?"
Dick, as a close minister of Viserys, usually stayed by his brother's side. She saw that Dick was still here chatting and joking with Borona, so she asked her doubts.
Dick stopped smiling and replied, "Your Highness, King Viserys is sleeping, he is... drunk."
After Dick finished speaking, Daenerys looked out the window. The sunlight outside was bright and dazzling.
Daenerys frowned and said, "Did you drink too much before noon?"
After a pause, she asked, "What's the reason?"
Dick hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Highness, King Viserys is angry because of the name of the legion... The name of the legion is True Dragon Legion, but privately everyone likes to call it Princess Legion, or Daenerys Legion."
He added, "He heard a lot, and he also said... and..."
Daenerys raised an eyebrow. "What else can you say?"
Dick raised his eyes and glanced at the calm-looking Daenerys, and said cautiously, "The drunken Majesty asked me to call him Puppet King. He said he was my sister's puppet toy."
Daenerys took a breath and said calmly, "Dick, can you please think of a way to prevent your brother from getting drunk every day? I know that my brother can't listen to advice that he doesn't like, but at least don't let him get drunk during the day."
Dick opened his mouth, he really wanted to agree, but he really didn't have the confidence to handle this matter well, because King Viserys didn't like other people's obstacles very much, just like anything.
"I hurt my brother last time. As long as I say something, my brother is not willing to listen to a word now."
"Brother trusts you very much. I'm not giving an order. This is just a request."
"Dick, is that okay?"
Daenerys's voice was very calm, but when he heard the last sentence, his body trembled.
Dick quietly glanced at Princess Daenerys who was staring at him gently, and said with difficulty, "Your Highness, I will try my best..."
As he said that, he gritted his teeth and continued, "I can do it, please don't worry."
Daenerys nodded slightly, glanced at the people present, and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to take a rest."
The room was very quiet. Daenerys walked slowly to the window with a wine glass. The sun hung high in the sky, radiating endless light to the entire earth.
It's such a nice day today... After standing for a while, Daenerys wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
Why doesn't the brother have any trust in her, why can't he be more patient with her? Daenerys is even secretly jealous of Dick... because the brother treats him better than his biological sister... much better.
She never dared to forget the agreement she made with her brother for a moment, and no matter how tired she was, she never forgot the agreement.
After going south, as her knowledge increased, Daenerys actually had a better way to help her brother.
Almost everyone is telling Daenerys that her brother will not be a good king, and his usual words and deeds are also telling everyone that he will not be a qualified king.
As time went by, many unpleasant things happened between her and her brother, and Daenerys could not help but doubt whether her brother could be a good king, but she never wavered in her confidence in him.
Daenerys believes that his brother is filled with hatred for the Snatcher because he witnessed the destruction of the Targaryen Dynasty with his own eyes.
Daenerys believed that it was the strong hatred that made her brother become what he is now. She believed that when her brother killed his enemy and sat on Iron Throne, he would definitely become a good and loved king.
I couldn't stop crying, and Daenerys's vision became blurry.
Cruel... Viserys who has power will become brutal, fair and cruel internally and externally. Daenerys is sure of this result, so she dare not delegate power.
Moreover, the most important thing is that she needs time to fulfill her promise to her brother, instead of falling into a strange power grab... If she makes concessions for her brother's happiness now, what else can she do to help her brother get the soldiers and horses to recapture Iron Throne?
Neither she nor her brother could afford to lose. She didn't understand why her brother was so...Daenerys wiped away her tears.
Viserys is her only relative in this world, and she is very afraid of losing her brother.
The sun was very dazzling, Daenerys squinted his eyes slightly... Sir Jorah's advice really aroused Vigilance's reaction to Daenerys. She was worried that even with ten thousand troops, Viserys would die on the journey, and the murderer might be one of his own.
What kind of soldiers and horses will remain loyal and loyal to protect their brother to the death, no matter what happened to Viserys before revenge?
Unsullied, when she was in Pentos, she had seen those loyal the Warrior in Magister Illyrio's house.
Yes, this is exactly the best way Daenerys thought of.
She believes that ten thousand Unsullied will protect her brother to the death during Westeros's journey until Viserys completes his revenge and until he takes back Iron Throne.
Daenerys closed her eyes, and she prayed to the Gods, hoping that Viserys would be more patient.