Viserys's return trip by boat this time was much smoother than when he went there. Except for a small storm that slightly delayed the trip, there were no other minor incidents.
Then they arrived at Dragonstone Island safely and smoothly.
Sir Geoffrey, Rhaenys and everyone in the castle were already waiting at the dock.
"His Majesty."
The little king is lined with fitted leather armor and hangs a well-made animal skin cape. The dark cape has silver-gold curly hair hanging on the plush cape. He also wears brown deerskin gloves on his hands.
, holding on to the handrail and walked off the boat.
It had only been less than three months since he left, but when the old knight saw Viserys again, he felt that the boy had once again undergone earth-shaking changes.
Those beautiful lavender eyes became more calm and calm.
The skin that used to be fair and tender in the past seems to have turned a little bit darker now, maybe because I was exposed to the sun a lot on the boat during this period.
And he didn't know if it was the old knight's illusion, but he felt that the little king's body seemed to be stronger than before.
Although it was now mid-October of the year 284 of the Aegon calendar, Viserys's eighth name day had indeed been spent on the ship not long ago.
Viserys, who was only eight years old, now looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child, far stronger than his peers.
"Fate is unpredictable."
"But His Highness is really a good boy..."
And the old maid Sophia, who had followed Queen Leila to Dragonstone Island, watched Viserys walk off the ship, and she still had mixed feelings in her heart.
She has served the Targaryens in the Red Keep for many years. She once watched Viserys grow up from birth to adulthood. She still remembers the look of Viserys when he hurriedly escaped from the Red Keep.
At that time, Viserys was as thin and skinny as a little chicken. There was a huge difference between what he looks like now.
"His Majesty."
"Lord Jeffrey."
After Viserys disembarked from the ship, he shook hands slightly with the old sergeant.
Then he turned around and looked at the tall and thin man who was walking off the boat behind him.
However, at this moment, his eyes were fixed on a little brown-haired girl not far away without any deflection. She was being held by a maid, and the maid was holding a swaddled baby in her arms.
"This is...Prince Oberyn Maltaire of Dorne."
Viserys turned around to introduce Oberyn to Ser Geoffrey, but found that the other party did not look at him at all, but was looking at Rhaenys the whole time.
The old knight was slightly startled when he heard what the young king said. He was just thinking about who the man was who disembarked with Viserys, and why the team seemed to have expanded a bit after His Majesty came back from this trip, with an extra leader.
Woman holding child in shackles.
However, he never expected that this tall and thin man with slightly dark skin and a thin layer of beard on his cheeks was actually Oberyn Maltaire, the Prince of Dorne, the Red Viper.
"Hello, Prince Oberyn."
The old knight stood on the pier, his gray hair messed up by the sea breeze, and then he stretched out a hand and stayed in the air.
The Prince of Dorne, who was watching Rhaenys on the other side, reacted quickly after being slightly lost in thought. He smiled apologetically at the old knight, and then also extended his hand.
"I've heard your name a long time ago."
Snapped--
The two hands held each other tightly and then let go.
"Oh? The prince has actually heard of my name?"
The old knight was a little surprised that Oberyn had heard his name. Although he was made a knight, he had been serving in the Dragonstone fleet without a fief or a marriage. He didn't expect Oberyn to have heard his name.
.
"Yes, in Tyrosh."
"Many people know your name, even after so many years."
Oberyn shrugged his shoulders slightly and spoke in a calm voice. He stared at the gray-haired old man in front of him with a pair of dark eyes. Although the man was already older, he did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.
This time, as Oberyn's words fell, the old knight remained silent for a long time without speaking.
Viserys had been listening to the conversation between the two people, and it was obvious that he could tell that the old knight had made quite a name for himself when he was young, but he didn't know why he was no longer willing to mention it.
Tyrosh?
It is located on a large island in the north of the Stone Steps Islands, not far from the coast of the disputed area.
However, when I think about the age of the old Jazz again, when he was young...
Viserys was slightly startled, and he thought of a bold possibility. Could it be that the old knight had participated in the Battle of the Nine Copper King when he was young?
However, this is just a bold guess by Viserys with no evidence at all, and it is even more impossible to trace the origin. Since the old knight is unwilling to mention it, there must be his reasons.
Viserys looked at the old knight and then turned to look at Oberyn, and then spoke.
"In this case, it's already getting late."
"Let's talk about it back to the castle."
Viserys raised his head and looked at the sky. It was already evening when the merchant ship from Braavos docked. Now the sky was completely dark, and the soldiers had already raised their torches.
Rhaenys also hugged Viserys' thigh at this time. Maybe he had been away for too long this time, and for a little girl who was only four years old, three months was already a long time.
.
So much so that the way she looked at Viserys just now was a little more unfamiliar and timid. Then she watched Viserys talking to the old knight and others, and then she regained some of the familiar feeling, and then walked forward to hug him.
Lived Viserys.
The little king's heart softened slightly. He raised his hand and rubbed Renes' hair, then turned his head and continued to give instructions to the servant.
"Sophia, an important guest is coming today, and we will prepare a dinner immediately."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The old maid heard Viserys's instructions and quickly agreed.
Viserys nodded slightly, and then glanced at the crowd behind him.
"Um?"
Then Viserys noticed that among the crowd that greeted him, there was a young, unfamiliar face at the front, wearing a bachelor's gray robe, with three heavy chains made of metal around his neck, namely black iron,
Bronze and silver.
"Who is this?"
Viserys stopped, then asked.
"My name is Gunther, Your Majesty."
The young bachelor saluted slightly without any hesitation, and then opened his mouth to explain.
"I studied astronomy under Dr. Yu Weilin, and passed the bachelor's degree in raven and medicine."
"The Citadel has received the sad news of Maester Daniel and has sent me to serve Dragonstone."