The reunion after the separation of life and death should have been filled with sweet words, but it was not.

Drogo acted very excited, but Dany was very dull and kept saying nothing.

The reason is self-evident, because Missandei has a child.

But Drogo felt aggrieved, because most of the reason why he got a maid was because of Daenerys.

It’s just that I have children.

This was enough to make Dany resent her for a lifetime. She would not allow an illegitimate child to occupy her husband's life.

Even if the children are not with the husband.

However, the Silver Queen was also aggrieved. She brought Jorah Mormont, who saved her once again, but was afraid that her husband would misunderstand her, so she left him on the merchant ship.

She rewarded the people on the ship with more gold than they could use in a lifetime, as well as the cost of treating the exiled knight.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and Dany said angrily: "Your identity and status are becoming more and more expensive day by day, and the pleasure between men and women is becoming cheaper and cheaper, just like the down-and-out knight wandering in the slums.

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Drogo asked meaningfully: "But even so, what does the king want to find in the maid? True love?"

This hints at his love for his wife.

The blood of the dragon will never shed tears: "Father of the child, this is true love."

There were no tears in her eyes when she answered.

Drogo was silent, speechless.

Unable to delve deeper into this mistake, he changed the topic to another topic.

Drogo told him about the current crisis on his side and what Kulixiu had told him.

Of course, he didn't mention the name of the lizard.

Regarding these, he thinks Dany should understand. After all, she is the queen and is the belief of many people.

"You have a child, so I also want my child. I have decided to go to the Fourteenth Fire Peak to unlock the seals of my children."

This is Daenerys's response. In this matter, she has to bear it with her husband in another way.

After Drogo's earnest persuasion failed, it might be safer to keep his wife away from Westeros.

It's a pity that he can't go with him.

Daenerys, who was sitting at the dressing table fuming with her husband, brushed her long hair back and said coldly: "I want everyone to understand what it means to wake up the sleeping dragon!"

Drogo walked over and stroked the domineering girl's hair.

He said softly: "My dear, I would rather accompany you. Maybe you are right. I will be scared if you stay in Westeros, because the whole world is our enemy. I hope you can forgive me. I will pray.

Your safety."

Safe. The word brought tears to Dany's eyes.

With Drogo, she always felt like a child.

"No one could keep me safe when I was little, Ser William did, but he died soon after, and Viserys... you gave me as much safety as I could, but the war ruined it

All this, so I have to be strong because I am the queen."

Drogo whispered: "The Mother of Dragons."

Danni trembled: "No, it's everyone's mother."

Drogo hugged her tighter: "It's time for Her Majesty the Queen to rest. It will be dawn soon, and we will embark on the journey tomorrow."

"Let's sleep and dream of those sweet days together, close your eyes."

When she did so, Drogo kept his mouth shut and closed her eyelids, making her smile.

But sleep is not as easy as kissing or talking.

Dany closed her eyes and tried to remember her homeland, Dragonstone and King's Landing, and other places Viserys had told her about, places that were friendlier than this.

But her thoughts always drifted back to Liberty Bay involuntarily, like a boat caught in a strong wind.

When Drogo made the sound of sleeping, Dany slipped out of his arms and walked outside in the pre-dawn breeze, leaning against the cold brick wall and looking at the entire city.

Hundreds of simple roofs stretched before her eyes, and the moonlight cast silvery white light and shadow.

Drogo got up when he heard the rooster crow.

He carefully selected several well-made warships for his wife, as well as outstanding soldiers who were famous in the military to protect her.

Then he rushed to the logistics office in person, made Dani her favorite breakfast, and brought it to her bedroom with his own hands.

Dany was eating breakfast and drinking low-strength wine. The Dothraki maid brought her a Qarthen robe. The ivory satin was sewn with patterns of small pearls, which was cool and airy.

"Take it away," Dany waved her hand and said, "You don't need fancy clothes to sail on the sea. The monsters in the sea will not recognize whether I am a beauty or not, they only know whether I am delicious."

The Dothraki may know everything when it comes to horses, but beyond that they are complete fools.

Besides, they are just little girls.

These maids are about the same age as her. Although their black hair, almond eyes and bronze skin make them look like adults, they are still children after all.

They were a seafaring gift from Drogo, as was the lion's skin, which Dany kept and never wore in battle.

It was a complete white lion skin from the Dothraki Sea of ​​Grass.

Although the lion skin was too big, ill-fitting, and smelled musty, it made her feel that Drogo was still beside her.

Her sun and stars.

Then the maid brought her crown.

The crown was made according to her family's emblem as a three-headed flying dragon with a golden body and silver wings. The three dragon heads were made of ivory, agate and jade respectively.

Every time she went to court, Dany's shoulders and neck would feel stiff and sore from the pressure of the crown.

One should not sit back and relax with a crown on his head, one of her royal ancestors once said.

That was a certain Aegon, but who was he?

Dany is not sure because she did not receive a good family education.

"There's no need for this annoying thing. It's already uncomfortable enough at sea. Do you want to exhaust me to death?"

The Silver Queen scolded in disgust.

The embarrassment made her sometimes forget her nobility. She felt that sometimes she was like a spring dancer in the courtyard, and her beauty was open to everyone to admire.

"The Dothraki like my wildness, so I just wear it to show them."

She put on faded sand silk trousers and straw sandals, a Dothraki painted vest on her upper body, and a small scimitar hanging from her medal belt.

Dany also asked her maids to braid her hair in the Dothraki style and tie a silver bell at the end.

"I have never won a battle alone," she said to the maid as the silver bell rang softly.

The maid didn't think so: "You are riding a dragon to burn countless enemies and throw their souls back to hell. We are all watching."

That was Drogo and the dragon's victory, not mine, Dany wanted to tell the difference, but she didn't say it.

If there were more bells on the head, the Dothraki would probably admire it more.

So she deliberately shook her head to make a noise, but the maids didn't pay attention.

However, it ignited Drogo's flames. He picked up Khaleesi arrogantly and threw her to the soft couch two meters away.

Two hours later, Drogo and Dany rode to the dock area together.

They left their sandstone palaces and fragrant gardens behind and moved through the city's slums.

There are only simple mud houses here, not even a decent house facing the street.

Camels are rare, not to mention carriages.

There are many children, beggars and scrawny Shama on the street.

Olive-colored residents in dusty linen skirts stood under the eaves and watched them pass.

These Dornishmen know who I am and don't love me. Drogo can see in their eyes that this is an unyielding people.

However, their princess had already given in and stayed in the prison car in a daze.

Drogo wanted his wife to ride in the carriage and sit safely behind the silk curtain, but she refused.

Riding a horse again made her feel grounded and have a goal.

Going to the docks is not what Daenerys wants, but another escape.

Her life is a long escape.

Ever since the mother's womb, there has been no end and never stopped.

How many times had she and Viserys slipped away in the dark of night, just one step ahead of the Usurper's assassins.

If you don't escape, you may die.

Tywin Lannister has gathered his bannermen together to deal with outsiders like them.
To be continued...