Game of Thrones: Storm of the Stag
Chapter 391

Game of Thrones: Storm of the Stag

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The Frost Ice coffin and the White Walker's bones now stood where they were, a sort of practical joke by Gendry.

Gendry looked at the gathered beauties. Today, the seven great courtesans of Braavos had assembled; even the Sealord would have struggled to command such respect.

But faced with the ruler of the world, humanity's hero, these courtesans had to steel themselves and come.

Gendry sat aboard the boat. Though peerless beauties stood before him, his armor and weapons still gave him a murderous air.

Not to mention that Gendry had just demolished the House of Black and White, killing all the Faceless Men and a large number of Water Dancers who had failed to recognize their place.

Lady Justice and Supreme hung from Gendry's sword belt, while the River Trident rested on his back.

Black Pearl Bellegere Othor Lys, the Veiled Lady, the Poetess, the Mermaid Queen, Moonshadow, the Daughter of Darkness, and the Nightingale.

Gendry looked at these courtesans. Each woman had her own charms, and they were the very best in their profession.

Much like celebrities promoting themselves, these courtesans each cultivated a distinctive image and numerous talents, hoping to become the most famous courtesan.

The Poetess always held a book; Moonshadow wore only white and silver; the Mermaid Queen never went anywhere without her mermaids, four girls in the first bloom of youth who held up her skirts and long hair.

The Veiled Lady had her veil, revealing her face only to lovers.

Without exception, however, these women were beautiful and captivating, and possessed many skills. The Poetess was widely read, while the Nightingale had the finest singing voice in the world.

But the most beautiful was naturally the Black Pearl, though perhaps she could be called the Brown Pearl.

Bellegere was young and lovely, wearing

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