Gulltown's True Dragon 2

Since setting foot on Westeros, Gryn had placed immense trust in Daenerys. First, she had taken on the heavy responsibility of governing Crackclaw Point in his stead, and afterward, the Vale—one of the Seven Kingdoms.

Beginning with Maester Al, the maesters had taught her daily about the knowledge a ruler needed. Combined with actual governance, she could be said to have rapidly "grown up" in a short time.

Daenerys's love for Gryn remained pure, but she had gradually come to realize something: Gryn had practically pacified the kingdom through his own efforts. The magnitude of his contribution to House Targaryen was beyond words.

This made her...

Whenever she thought of soon returning home and marrying Gryn, Daenerys's heart and eyes brimmed with happiness. Yet beneath that sweetness, an inexplicable pressure followed her like a shadow, silently winding around her like fine spider silk.

Daenerys's methods of rule had been deeply influenced by Lord Gryn. Toward those close to her, she gave her fullest trust.

Her amethyst eyes shimmered as she turned her gaze toward Barristan and asked directly, "Ser, I love Gryn. What can I do for my future husband?"

As she spoke, her hand slowly drifted down to stroke her lower belly. "Other than bearing him children..."

After a brief pause, she murmured, "But that is a wife's duty in itself."

"Princess, to be honest, I have repeatedly considered the matter troubling you as well."

Barristan looked gently at the Targaryen princess. "All my life, I have fought in wars across the realm and seen countless outstanding men, but I have never encountered a man stronger than your betrothed. He is so powerful that he makes one uneasy, even an 'intrepid' old knight like me."

He smiled with slight helplessness. "Your betrothed once 'reminded' me that if I again