Under the escort of soldiers, two carriages without family logos passed through King's Landing. Instead of going through the more magnificent steel gate, they chose to go around in a circle and quietly left King's Landing through the Dragon Gate.
A motorcade set foot on Rosby Road and headed straight for Duskendale. Sir William decided to take a boat from Duskendale to Dragonstone.
At the same time, a large ship also set sail from the port of King's Landing as a confusing option.
The middle-aged coach had his own considerations. He knew that King's Landing and even the Red Keep were riddled with holes and spies from all walks of life had been planted.
All the news that was discussed among the royal ministers in the throne room in the morning could be circulated in the filthiest flea holes in the afternoon.
His Majesty Aerys's move to mobilize the guards of the Red Castle was not a small move. It would be really crazy if the news of transferring the queen and prince could be concealed.
So Sir William made a confusing choice after careful consideration.
Taking a boat from King's Landing directly to Dragonstone is undoubtedly the best way, even if the storms on the sea have been a bit intense recently.
Taking the land route from Duskendale to Dragonstone Island by boat is also a way.
But now that Westeros is torn apart and rebels are everywhere, no place in the outside world may be truly safe after leaving King's Landing.
His decision to take the overland route was actually taking a certain risk.
"Seven Gods are above."
The Red Fort instructor's rough fingers touched the center of the eyebrows and kneaded them gently. They believed that the center of the eyebrows was the residence of the soul, so sincere prayers would be heard by the gods.
"hope everything is fine."
...
Time flies.
One day later.
Yesterday, after half a day of traveling and then a night's rest, the team passed through Rosby City, continued walking on the royal road, and headed straight to the port of Duskendale City.
It is the territory of the Lake family, and the loyal Earl Revrey guards the not-so-important port of Duskendale for His Majesty the King.
Although the middle-aged coach believes that Count Revrey may not be reliable, but now that the situation is over and there is a wave of defections, anyone who has not yet made a decision can be regarded as being loyal to the king.
The weather today is a bit gloomy.
The curtains of the carriage opened a little, and the light outside was a little dim.
The drizzle of light rain beat on the roof of the car, and the road became muddy. The carriage was a little difficult to move, swaying left and right.
Viserys sat in the carriage and looked out the window. The trees on both sides of the road were shrouded in hazy rain. The cool breeze blew against his face, making his heart feel depressed.
"I always have a bad feeling."
"Sir William."
The silver-haired boy sat on his seat, his eyes shifting from the scenery outside to the man directly opposite. Rhaenys was sitting next to him obediently, holding the cat in her arms.
At this moment, the smart little girl also understood that this was not a trip, otherwise grandma would not have taken the risk to travel far in such weather.
Ser William Darry, who was also sitting directly opposite Viserys in the carriage, looked at the scene outside the window and was silent for a moment. At this moment, he had already put on his armor, with a long sword and a short spear on his waist.
There was bad news, but he didn't know whether he should tell the prince.
The large ship that set out from King's Landing with them was attacked by a group of unknown pirates before they left Blackwater Bay.
Now I think I have encountered something unexpected.
When the soldiers from King's Landing rushed to bring the news this morning, he felt a little cold all over.
Although he had already known that the interior of the Red Fort was riddled with holes and leaks, and that the rebels would definitely find out about this trip, he did not expect that the rebels would move so quickly.
And as far as he knew, the coalition formed by the Northern Territory, the Vale, the Riverland, and the Stormland did not have an advantage in terms of ships. There were few sampans that could be launched into the water. Otherwise, Storm's End would be blocked by the Arbor Fleet.
It's not like it hasn't been solved yet.
Fortunately, he was cautious and did not choose the waterway that everyone thought was safe. Instead, he chose to hide the queen and prince in the carriage, airtight, and left King's Landing in a low-key manner.
Now the enemy must have known that Queen Layla and Viserys did not take the water route by boat.
"Your Highness, don't worry, the soldiers are ready for battle."
Sir William was sitting in the carriage, pressing the hilt of his sword with one hand and saying in a deep voice.
"However, I still need to walk faster."
Viserys didn't know the bad news at sea, nor did he know what Ser William was thinking, but he still nodded.
Compared with the soldiers outside, he was very satisfied to be able to sit in a carriage covered with soft fur.
"I see."
...
soon.
It’s sunset time again.
After a long day's journey, coupled with the bad weather today, light rain fell all day long, and the muddy road made everyone exhausted.
At this time, the house leaked and it rained all night.
The carriage that Queen Leila was riding in suddenly broke its axis, perhaps because it hit a rock.
The horse whined in pain and was almost pulled down. Fortunately, Sir William and a few soldiers caught it in time, untied it and allowed it to rest for a while.
Queen Leila and her two maids got out of the carriage in a somewhat embarrassed manner, but fortunately the light rain that had been falling all day stopped at this time.
However, something unexpected happened and the team's progress could only be temporarily stopped.
However, it just happened to give everyone some rest time. Sir William had repeatedly ordered to rush on the road, and the rest time was cut into half. The physical strength of the soldiers and the horses was somewhat overwhelmed.
As the order for temporary repairs was conveyed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Viserys also jumped down from the carriage and took the initiative to give the intact carriage to his mother who had fallen and was a little embarrassed.
And he also came down to stretch his muscles.
Although the carriage ride was more comfortable than others, it was still a bit overwhelming at the end of the day.
Moreover, the roads in this era were not that smooth, and the carriages did not have excellent shock absorbers.
Then he saw the middle-aged instructor standing in front of the abandoned carriage, holding the hilt of his sword with one hand.
The silver-haired boy hesitated for a moment, then walked up quickly.
"Sir William."
Viserys said politely.
"Can I ask you for advice on swordsmanship?"
William Darry, who was bowing his head in silence, did not expect that His Highness the Prince would suddenly say such words.
I was slightly stunned for a moment.
"How could His Highness have such an idea?"
This reminded the middle-aged coach of the past more than ten years ago. The young man who was obsessed with reading and playing the harp suddenly found him one day and told him, 'Give me a sword and armor. It looks like I must become a warrior.'
And he later became one of the most skilled knights in Westeros. He was Viserys's brother, Rhaegar Targaryen.
"I am already seven years old, and I am old enough to be trained as a knight."
However, the silver-haired boy raised his head and did not answer the instructor's question directly.