iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 527 King and King 3
The first rays of light in the early morning had not yet completely penetrated the clouds, and the lakeside was still shrouded in a layer of hazy fog.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

In the early morning, after once again experiencing the "baptism" of fatherly love as heavy as the Moon Mountains, Viserion seemed to abandon his brothers and turn to his loving "father".

The evidence... was a large silver trout it caught for him. In return, Green specially arranged for a large piece of barbecue to be added to its breakfast.

The roast was surprisingly about the same size as the trout, which made it a very fair trade.

Seeing this, Brother Lei pondered for a while, then he gathered strength with his strong body on the ground, then he kicked hard, spread his wings that were not fully grown but quite powerful, and flew towards the lake.

Soon, Brother Rhaegal returned triumphantly with a big fish in his mouth. Although they were still in the growth stage and had limited flying distance and height, it was obviously stronger than Viserion and Jones, and its powerful wings were more powerful when flapped, so it could fly to farther waters, so it did have an advantage in fishing.

however.

Lord Green was wise and far-sighted. In his mind, he had already imagined a chaotic scene of countless fish piled up in front of the tent.

So he quickly called the three little dragons to his side and gave them some instructions regardless of whether they could understand or not.

They listened with their eyes wide open, but Rhaegal still did not see the expected barbecue. After a "confrontation" with Green for a while, he turned around and left angrily. As he moved his short legs, he did not forget to bump hard into Viserion who was standing stupidly next to him.

Hiss—Viserion stretched his neck and roared at it, but when Rhaegal turned his head and glanced at him, he shrank back as usual.

Green patted the aggrieved Viserion with amusement and said, "Brother Rhaegal, brothers should get along with each other in a friendly manner."

Brother Lei raised his dragon head high, swept his proud fiery red dragon eyes over, paused, suddenly spread his wings, flapped them vigorously a few times, flew towards the sky, and then... it circled in the air for a few times, as if showing its majesty and dissatisfaction.

Jones glanced at the situation of Lord Green and Viserion, then looked at Brother Rhaegal who had already flown far away. He ran awkwardly on the ground for a few steps with his short legs, then leaped with all his strength and flew in the direction of Brother Rhaegal.

Viserys stood there, staring at their figures gradually going away. Green patted it again and said, "Go."

[Advance notice: Lord Green will not ride a dragon. If he does, it would not be in line with his cautious character.]

In mid-air, Viserion soared into the sky from time to time because of Rhaegal and Jones, and then suddenly flew down, drawing irregular arcs in the air.

Lord Green was very pleased to find that the three brothers had reconciled.

.........

The early morning sun was gentle and dazzling. Green sat quietly by the campfire in front of the tent, and the firewood in the campfire crackled from time to time.

Green slowly picked up the trout that Borona had prepared, put it on the fire, and began to grill it leisurely.

Licking by the flames, the trout gradually began to sizzle with oil, which dripped into the campfire, instantly emitting a tempting aroma.

At this moment, Green's ears trembled slightly, he turned his head and a smile involuntarily bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, Dani."

"How did you sleep?" Daenerys' expression still carried the laziness of just waking up from a dream. She wrapped her graceful body in a thin gray blanket. The edge of the blanket swayed gently with her steps. The pair of soft leather sandals on her feet left shallow marks on the grass.

The morning by the lake was cool and the breeze brought a hint of chill, but the true dragon blood of the Targaryen family seemed unaffected.

Green patted the small folding chair beside him and said, "Come and sit down."

When she got closer, Daenerys suddenly lifted the blanket, lay on Green's broad back, grabbed the edge of the blanket in her hand, and wrapped his upper body with it.

Her chin rested lightly on his shoulder, her warm breath blowing beside his ear, with a hint of sweet murmur: "Honey, what are you busy with?"

Feeling the soft and tempting touch on his back, Green's Adam's apple rolled, and then he shook the wooden stick in his hand with the grilled fish in it and said, "I'm grilling fish."

After a pause, he added: "This was caught by Viserion. I gave it an extra piece of roast meat." Daenerys was very pleased with Green's subtle reaction. Her little hands began to wander restlessly: "Did you only give it to Viserion? Brother Rhaegal will definitely be very angry, and Jones will be too..."

At the end of her words, her soft lips gently brushed Green's earlobe.

Green's Adam's apple rolled again. He took a deep breath and issued a warning with a hint of helplessness: "Danni, it seems that you haven't learned your lesson from last night's 'defeat'."

Daenerys's little hands moved more wantonly, and it was obvious that she didn't care about the so-called "lesson" at all. This was her silent response.

"My future husband is a famous general known throughout the Seven Kingdoms. He once told me that winners are not afraid of failure." After Daenerys said this, without waiting for Green's response, she left his body with a sly smile.

Only a dozen steps away from the lake, she walked around Green, the blanket slowly slid off her body, her smooth skin glowed golden in the morning light, and her graceful back was displayed to Green without reservation.

She paused for a moment, looked over sideways, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a shy and playful look: "Wait for me a moment, dear."

Green's eyes could not help but follow her figure, watching her slowly slide into the lake. The water rippled under her stirring, and she swam in the water like a fish in water, her figure light and graceful.

Green continued to roast the fish in his hand over the flame. Without paying attention, half of the fish meat was burnt and gave off a burnt smell.

"........."

Unable to bear it any longer, Lord Green jumped into the lake and swam towards the real dragon.

Then, the real dragon swam in Marigold's arms.

Up and down, up and down.

Shake, shake, shake.

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At the first light of dawn, the Great Wall of Despair shines with pink and purple light.

The Great Wall has no gates, only some tunnels passing through it. These tunnels are heavily blocked, and several layers of iron fences locked with heavy chains are like loyal guards, strictly prohibiting any unauthorized crossing.

The Lord of Winterfell, Eddard Stark, and the 997th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, Jeor Mormont, rode side by side. In front of them were dozens of black-robed rangers holding torches leading the way in the tunnel, and behind them were hundreds of Stark grey-robed cavalrymen.

The torches cast mottled and swaying shadows, and the neat sound of horse hooves echoed in the tunnel, like a dull war drum, beating out a solemn rhythm.

As they rode, Lord Eddard's hoarse and deep voice slowly rang out: "It seems that Lord Stannis still disapproves of our decision to negotiate with the King-Beyond-the-Wall."

After a pause, Old Xiong laughed heartily without any concern. His laughter echoed in the tunnel, slightly diluting the solemn atmosphere.

"The King-Beyond-the-Wall was once a member of the Night's Watch. Lord Stannis considers Mance Rayder a deserter, and in his eyes, deserters must be killed, which is why he objects."

Duke Eddard's brows knitted tighter, with a hint of helplessness and entanglement in his eyes: "Yes, no one likes a person who betrays honor, but... he has the 'Winter Horn' that can destroy the Great Wall."

The "Horn of Winter" was like a heavy stone pressing on their hearts. Whether it was the Night's Watch, Winterfell or the North, they all knew that if the King Beyond the Wall ever blew it, it would mean the collapse of the Great Wall.

Once the Great Wall collapses, the Night's Watch will completely lose the glorious line of defense that has protected thousands of people. The wildlings from beyond the Wall who are surging southward like a tide will also bring great disaster to the entire North.

and so.

Although Mance Rayder bears the name of a traitor to the Night's Watch, for the safety of the Wall and the North, they have to try to negotiate with the King Beyond the Wall, even though this decision will face many objections and doubts.

(End of this chapter)