However, the current feudal system is actually mainly due to the fact that Andalus does not have as deep-rooted aristocratic tradition as Westeros.
The ancient kingdoms of the Andals and Rhoynar in this land had long been defeated by the Valyrian Freehold.
That group of Andal nobles and Rhoynar nobles fled to Westeros in large numbers.
Later, this land began to develop subsidiary city-states like Norvos that were subordinate to the Valyrian Free Fortress.
Finally, after the 'Wrath of the Gods' fell on the Valyrian Free Fortress, they became independent free trade city-states one after another.
Because of these various reasons, there has been a serious break in the culture and inheritance of the two races. The ancient nobles disappeared, leaving only the villages that have lived on this land for generations, and have never been reunited.
Therefore, Viserys did not encounter serious resistance from traditional feudal forces after formulating the new system.
Moreover, although the area of Andalus can now rival that of a realm, it is still within a controllable range. With the rapid expansion of the kingdom's territory, there may be a possibility that the central government's orders will not be transmitted to remote places in the future, causing the border to be out of control.
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But those are not things that Viserys needs to consider now. What he has to do now is to try to unite Andalos into a fist and wait for the challenge that the Iron Throne is preparing to launch.
Instead of dispersing its power like the Seven Kingdoms, it eventually became a mess.
...
At the harvest banquet, people were drinking and drinking, and the newly emerging nobles in this land were communicating with each other.
After they had had enough wine and food, the servants cleared away the leftovers and piled all the tables aside, and the entire hall instantly turned into a dance hall.
The shows that had been prepared long ago were performed one after another, including singing and dancing, juggling, clowns, and finally a magic trick.
The red-robed witch sitting not far from Viserys sat quietly in her seat, watching a red-robed monk below who was performing a performance by breathing fire from his mouth.
The red-robed monk's clothes were loose and the sleeves were very big. He danced and danced, as if he were jumping on a big rope, and then inadvertently covered part of his face with the sleeves of his robe. His movements were very covert and quick, and no one saw what he did. Then he became red.
The sleeves of the monk's robe were lowered.
The next second.
Phew~
A burst of red flames spurted out, and the intense firelight illuminated everyone's cheeks, immediately causing many ladies present to exclaim.
Rhaenys raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes flashing with surprise and disbelief. In her opinion, this was simply a miracle. Isn't it true that only dragons can spit out fire?
"Viserys, is this man a dragon?"
After being surprised, Rhaenys patted Viserys' thigh excitedly, and then asked curiously.
"It's just a folk technique."
Viserys shook his head slightly. He was not surprised by this kind of acrobatics, because he had seen it many times in his previous life.
Melisandre, who was not far away, seemed to hear their whispers, and turned to look at Viserys and Rhaenys, but her focus was on Rhaenys. She stayed for a while, and then there were some strange words.
He looked back thoughtfully.
The red-robed monk who had finished his performance below bowed slightly to the king on the stage, then gestured to the red-robed witch before retreating.
Those who had seen these followers of the Lord of Light perform these magic tricks were very calm, while those who had never seen such a scene were shouting. It seemed that this performance really opened their eyes.
After the performance, the next step is the dance session.
The band that had just finished performing the show came back, now prepared a new set of music and costumes, and then played the instruments again.
Along with the melodious music, the servants came in with glasses of wine, and the nobles below also found their dancing partners to dance. Some nobles even temporarily pulled over a maid who was pouring wine as their dance partner.
Viserys took a sip of the milk in the cup with a few red particles floating on it, and looked at the pair of lavender eyes below still calmly.
This was one of the differences between him and his brother, Prince Rhaegar. Viserys knew nothing about musical instruments or dancing.
And at this time.
Viserys saw a few older middle-aged nobles who wanted to invite Melisandre to dance with her, but the red-robed witch politely refused.
Then Rhaenys, who was sitting next to him, suddenly had a bad muscle, and she took Viserys's hand and wanted to dance with him.
Viserys was slightly stunned, but he couldn't resist the brown-haired girl's expectant eyes, and finally had no choice but to dance with Rhaenys.
Although her dancing was not very good, she still won applause from the audience.
soon.
This harvest banquet is coming to an end.
After Viserys raised a toast with all the nobles present, a guard hurried to his side and whispered a few words in his ear.
"oh?"
"Is this still the case?"
Then Viserys stood up from his seat.
"Viserys, what happened?"
Rhaenys gave him a strange look, and was about to stand up with her skirt in hand and follow her, but was held down by Viserys.
"It's okay, just stay here."
"I have a little problem."
Viserys then followed the guards out of the hall.
Tread...
The silent corridor was completely different from the hustle and bustle in the hall. There were only the footsteps of the guards and Viserys.
"Where is that child?"
Viserys looked calm. The lampstands in the corridors of the castle were burning with flames. The firelight illuminated half of his face, while the other half was still immersed in darkness.
"Your Majesty, this way."
The guard was leading the way before surrendering, and at the same time he was opening his mouth to explain.
"Just now, a brother and I were on guard outside the gate, and then a child came out of nowhere, threw a letter tied with a stone, and then turned around and ran away."
"But we chased him and quickly caught the kid back. Then he said that this letter was for you."
Tread...
The footsteps of two people echoed in the corridor, talking as they walked, and gradually faded away.
Viserys frowned slightly as he listened to what the guard said. He always felt that this kind of thing seemed like a prank.
"Where did this kid get this letter?"
The guards did not hesitate when they heard Viserys's question, because they had already asked it when they had just captured each other.
"In a place called the Silver Eel Inn, Your Majesty."
"A mysterious man gave this child several silver deer and asked him to deliver this letter to you."