Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

In the backyard of Governor Illyrio's house, Daenerys was enjoying her free time alone after lunch. She was half sitting on the lounge chair, letting the sun shine all over her body.

This is the only free time she has left. In a few days, he will marry Khal Drogo, and then follow his khalas to the distant Vaes Dothraki to meet Dosh Kalim (played by An organization formed by widows of all deceased Khals to govern Vaes Dothraki) and request prophecies regarding war.

Vaes Dothraki is further away than the easternmost Free Trade City of Qohor, crossing the Dothraki Sea. I heard that it is a grassland. As for why it is called a sea, Daenerys does not know, she only knows That will be a very long journey.

Then Drogo will give his brother an army and he can go home, right? He will take back the Seven Kingdoms and his father's Iron Throne.

But what about me? she couldn't help but ask herself.

Even though she always forced herself not to think about this problem, it still came to her mind again and again.

What about me?

Viserys never mentioned it, and Illyrio kept silent.

But Daenerys knows what it means to marry the Horse King.

She could never go home.

The one she had heard Viserys say for as long as she could remember, she had never seen a home with only bricks and tiles.

The black fortress on Dragonstone was built using the lost Valyrian masonry technology.

The red castle on the coast of King's Landing, and the terrifying dragon skull beneath the castle.

The seven kingdoms and their peoples were in dire straits under the usurper's rule.

Waiting for her is an unknown husband and an uncivilized people.

She had overheard the maids in Illyrio's mansion saying that the Dothraki Khal would share everything except horses with his bloodriders, including his wife.

Daenerys couldn't understand, how could a horse compare to his wife? She's just scared.

I am of true dragon blood, and dragons cannot be afraid, Dany whispered in her heart, I am of true dragon blood, she repeated again.

Unfortunately, fear will not be dispelled.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear something, first the sound of footsteps, and then the iron door was pushed open.

"Ian!" Daenerys screamed when she saw the person coming, with joy in her tone.

Ian heard the sound and saw the Targaryen princess in the courtyard. She was wearing a long velvet dress with gold and silver threads, exposing her shoulders and collarbones, and her chest was half-covered with Myr lace. Gathered and cut for a completely close fit.

"Your Highness, Princess." Ian bowed slightly and greeted politely.

After leaving Hazan in the morning, he returned to Illyrio's mansion, preparing to trick Jorah into taking Hazan's assessment. Unexpectedly, he ran into Daenerys here.

"Have you seen Ser Jorah? I need to talk to him." Ian is not in a hurry to gain favor in front of Dany. After all, there is still a long time to come.

"Well," Daenerys nodded, "He was here just now, and he should be going over there now." Dany pointed to a small door. "There is a large terrace behind that. You can see it from there. A panoramic view of the city of Pentos.”

"Thank you." Ian bowed and said goodbye.

Then he had just taken a few steps when Daenerys trotted after him.

"My Lord Earl, do you really think that my brother can lead you to regain the throne?"

Ian turned around in surprise. He really didn't expect this question to come from Daenerys of this age.

"Your Highness Princess? You?"

"I'm sorry, my lord," Daenerys seemed to realize that she shouldn't say such words, but after a moment of hesitation, she still said it. After all, this was what she wanted to say at Drogo's banquet. Yes,

"I just want to remind you that Viserys is a very selfish, cold and violent person. He may be smiling at you one moment, and he may order your head to be chopped off the next moment. Please serve him. careful."

After saying these treasonous words, Daenerys lifted up the hem of her skirt and ran away quickly.

Cut off my head? He is surrounded by all my people, and if I don't kill him, he will be burned. However, she must have been struggling in her heart to say this reminder.

It seems that the good impression before was not wasted.

Raising his eyebrows, Ian hummed across the courtyard and entered the moss-covered door that Dani pointed to.

Behind the door is a path up the mountain. The road is paved with bluestones step by step, making the whole journey not as steep as it seems.

On both sides of the road are lush woods, mixed with oak, pine and camphor trees, with branches and leaves growing out. Under the trees are dense shrubs, and smokeberry vines are twining above them.

Ian took Rohr and Case all the way up, and it took half an hour to reach the top of the mountain. This made Ian couldn't help but sigh at the hugeness of Illyrio's mansion, and was shocked by his wealth and the resulting Demonstrated power.

After Ian stepped onto the large terrace, he immediately saw several servants from Illyrio's mansion and Jorah Mormont, who was sitting on a couch cleaning his sword. He was not wearing armor, and was still only wearing the dark suit. The green woolen sweater embroidered with the human standing black bear clearly showed confidence in the security conditions in Illyrio's mansion.

The first time after Ian and the others stepped onto the terrace, Jorah noticed the arrival of the three people. He cast a wary and doubtful look at the group of uninvited guests.

"We meet again, sir." Ian walked up to Jorah.

"I'm not an adult, not from the moment I left Bear Island." Jorah said coldly.

"What? Your Majesty didn't give you a new title?"

"Your Majesty, hahaha, title, hahahaha!" Jorah seemed to have heard a joke.

Of course, in a sense, this is a joke.

Ian waited quietly until he finished laughing.

"Okay, bastard, what's the matter with you?"

"My name is Ian Darry, Earl of Darry City, Hand of the King to His Majesty Viserys III. I think you lack respect for me." Ian narrowed his eyes. Jorah's open contempt for Viserys His attitude was something he didn't expect.

"Okay," Jorah just shrugged noncommittally, and then apologized, "I'm sorry, Prime Minister, I didn't mean to offend. Do you have any orders for coming to me?" in a joking tone.

"You seem to be short of money." Ian glanced at Jorah's dirty clothes.

Jorah's face turned pale almost instantly.

money! money! Damn money!

Lacking money, he sold poachers and lost his title.

Because he was short of money, he became a hedge knight, and then his wife ran away with someone else.

Because of lack of money, this damn illegitimate son dares to humiliate me in front of me? ! I'm going to make you pay the price!

"I can provide you with an opportunity to make money," Ian pretended not to see Jorah's expression and said to himself, "Prince Hazan of Pentos offered a high price of 1,000 gold dragons per person to recruit the day after tomorrow. The one who fought for him in a joust, and in this joust, His Majesty Viserys had already sided with Prince Hazan.

I just came to ask you, are you interested in fighting in the name of the Targaryen family? "

"1,000 golden dragons?" The murderous intent on Jorah's face suddenly disappeared. "If 1,000 golden dragons were in Astapor, I could already buy most of the Unsullied Centurion, and I only need to fight for that prince. once?"

"There are seven people on both sides of the competition. It's a one-on-one battle. After a game, the winner can take a break, but he needs to participate in subsequent competitions. It won't be over until all the parties on one side are killed." Ian paused after the introduction. After a moment, he said, "If you are willing, come with me to participate in the trials tonight, but you may not be qualified."

"You will see if I am qualified. I will come to you after dinner. I need to make some preparations first." After saying that, Jorah quickly left the big terrace.

Ian walked to the edge of the terrace and looked down the mountain. He saw some square brick towers, a large red temple, and a priest's compound on the mountain in the distance.

Further away, the sun danced on the dark sea, and fishing boats were passing through the harbor, white sails fluttering in the wind.