iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 535 King and King 11
With a dry mouth, Green walked to the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of wine, picked up the glass, tilted his head back and took a big sip. In an instant, half of the wine in the glass was gone.

When he returned to the bed with the wine glass in his hand, his eyes fell on Daenerys who had fallen asleep.

At this moment, she was lying there quietly, her breathing soft and steady, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her cheeks, like a sleeping flower, looking extremely fragile.

However, thinking back to the "battle" between the two of them, he couldn't help but sigh once again at the magic of the true dragon bloodline.

It was not easy for Green to move his eyes away from Daenerys's beautiful back. He pulled a blanket beside him and gently covered her with it.

Then he turned around and sat down at the desk beside him.

After simply tidying up the messy desk, Green picked up the letters that he had not finished reading in the afternoon, leaned against the armrest of the chair, and began to read.

Dick Crabbe reported in the letter that his "income" of the Lannister gold mine was very smooth. The letter also mentioned that many lords of the Westerlands expressed their strong desire to meet the Regent.

Green picked up the quill, wrote a reply to Dick, put it aside, and then picked up another letter.

The letter was written by his cousin, Lyanna Crabbe, in which she told Green that she would gladly accept his invitation and would come to King's Landing with her daughter at the beginning of next month.

After reading it, Green tapped his fingers on the table and fell into a brief period of thought. After a moment, he took out a new piece of parchment and began to write a reply carefully.

Lord Green had just finished reading the letter full of greetings from the river lords when his ears moved slightly and a slight noise suddenly came from the direction of the bed, followed by Daenerys's slightly painful groan.

Green walked over immediately and saw Daenerys sitting on the bed. Her eyes seemed a little dazed, with a hint of confusion and fear in them, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Is it that dream again?" Green asked softly. He slowly sat down beside the bed and gently stroked Daenerys's little face.

Daenerys looked at Green steadily, and after a pause, she came back to her senses: "Biting cold wind...dark gray snow...icy blue eyes...he came to me again..."

Her body trembled slightly, and she was obviously still frightened: "Who is he?!"

After hearing this, Green handed over the wine glass, pondered for a moment, and said, "This may be the blood of the true dragon in your body warning you. Combined with your description, I think 'he' is most likely the leader of the White Walkers, the Night King."

"Yaoh?"

Green nodded his chin lightly, and waited for Daenerys to take a sip of wine before he spoke: "It seems that the White Walkers who have disappeared for thousands of years are really coming back."

Daenerys's face showed worry. "Is it possible that the alarm raised by the Night's Watch is true?"

Green nodded slightly. "Combined with the warning you received in your dream, it is basically certain. The Night's Watch said that the corpse resurrected in the dark night... According to the ancient legend passed down by the ancestors, it is the puppet of the White Walkers - the wights."

The candlelight flickered in the room, casting dappled shadows on the two of them, creating an atmosphere that was both warm and solemn.

After a pause, Green couldn't help but rub his hair: "If I'm not mistaken, this will be a decisive battle between the living and the dead."

Green then gently took Daenerys's slender and delicate hand, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry, I am here to protect you."

Then, he joked, "I will make him regret it greatly for daring to disturb the sweet dreams of my beloved."

Daenerys looked up at the man in front of her whose eyes were filled with only her. Her heart seemed to be filled with honey, and the sweetness was almost overflowing.

In a flash, her eyes turned slightly red, full of reluctance and worry: "Are we going to separate again?"

Green placed a feather-light kiss on the back of her hand: "When peace comes to the kingdom, we can be together every day, my Dany."

Daenerys could no longer suppress her emotions. She suddenly stretched out her arms, hugged Green tightly, and pressed her head against his chest with a strong heartbeat, as if only in this way could she confirm that he was by her side at the moment.

Her voice was slightly choked with sobs, and she said softly: "You are too tired. I want to help you share the burden, but I always feel that I can't help you."

How she wished she could be his strong arm, instead of always hiding behind him to be protected...

Green patted her back gently, again and again, his movements slow and steady. "Dany, you've done well enough. You and I have an obligation to stabilize this kingdom. When Rhaegal and the others grow up, no one will dare to challenge the majesty of the Iron Throne. By then..."

He lowered his eyes and found that Daenerys had her mouth slightly open and her breathing even, and she had fallen into a sweet dream.

Looking at her sleeping soundly, Lord Green couldn't help but smile. He was born with an extremely sharp mind, and perhaps... this kind of pureness just happened to be his natural nemesis.

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The curtain was opened by the guards outside, making a slight rustling sound. Ser Brienne stood tall and walked towards Green who had just walked out with steady steps. Then she stopped and saluted with her hand on her chest: "Your Highness."

Looking up, the sky looks like a huge black curtain, and the stars are like bright gems inlaid on it, flashing with cold light.

The night wind blew through the camp, bringing a chill. "Come, drink with me." Green threw the wine bag to Brienne, then came to the campfire not far away and sat on a folding chair.

Brienne followed behind silently, and after Green sat down, she sat on another folding chair, sitting upright with her back straight.

The bonfire was burning brightly, with sparks jumping from time to time. Green picked up a few pieces of wood and threw them into the fire, pulled out the cork, and took a sip of summer red.

Brienne held the wineskin in one hand and rested the other hand casually on her lap. She sat there motionless like a statue, with fire flickering in her clear blue eyes.

Green stretched his waist, leaned back in his chair, and looked up at the starry sky silently.

Brienne glanced at her lord secretly, and seeing that Green was immersed in his thoughts, she gently pulled out the cork, her movements so gentle that there was almost no sound, then she tilted her head back slightly and took a sip of wine.

All around, there was only the crackling sound of the burning bonfire and the occasional whistling of the night wind.

Brienne felt very comfortable and enjoyed the moment, and didn't want to disturb this beautiful tranquility.

I don't know how long it took, but Green's voice floated over: "After the princess is settled, Brienne, you will come with me to the Wall."

Brienne blinked, but soon came back to her senses. Her thick lips moved, and after a while, she spoke: "Thank you for your trust. I am the knight you appointed. I am... yours. I... will not let... hatred blind my eyes."

Green's brown eyes moved slightly in her direction, and he said, "If the opportunity is right, I will not stop you from drawing Renly's sword."

Brienne immediately left the chair, knelt on one knee, clenched her right fist and placed it on her heart, and said solemnly: "Thank you, I will remember it, Lord Green."

"Well, sit down." Green raised his hand slightly, motioning Brienne to stand up.

After sitting down again, Brienne hesitated for a long time, her hands unconsciously clenched and unclenched, and finally she said: "Your Highness, I found that only a few people believed the warnings of the Night's Watch. Most people... regarded their intelligence as a joke."

Green took a sip of wine and said calmly, "So, I am waiting for them to send me the evidence. Only then can I march north with peace of mind."

Then, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and changed the topic to a lighter one: "Do you remember the first time we met? You were lying among many corpses, and you were the only living person (Chapter 230)."

Hearing this, Brienne became shy instantly. She lowered her head slightly, with a few strands of golden hair falling on her face. "I fought with Stannis's pursuers for a whole night. I only remember the blood splattering, and every part of my body was screaming with fatigue and pain. In the end, I don't even remember when I fainted. I thought I had died on the spot. Unexpectedly, I had the honor of meeting you, otherwise... I might have become a corpse too."

Green waved his hand with a smile on his face: "The doctor told me that you are very strong. Even if you don't get timely treatment, you can get out of danger by yourself with your strong physique.

You can get yourself out of danger."

He took a sip of wine and continued, "…Since then, you have been like my shadow, following me everywhere in battle and faithfully fulfilling my duties. Because of this, you became the second female knight of Kleber after Emparo. You deserve this honor."

"Uh...well..." Brienne felt more and more uncomfortable hearing the compliment. Like a shy little girl, she hurriedly avoided Green's sight, and her cheeks quickly turned red like a ripe apple.

Seeing this, Green smiled gently and said, "I had a long talk with your father. Although he was very reluctant to let you go, he knew what you wanted. He is a good father and he loves you very much. When your contribution is enough, I will personally put on the white robe that symbolizes the highest honor of the Knights of the Seven Kingdoms for you. I will look forward to your performance, sir."

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The night grows darker.

When Green took off his coat and lay down on the bed, Daenerys seemed to sense something. In her sleep, her hands and feet wrapped around him like vines, and her movements were filled with a bit of subconscious dependence and attachment.

She woke up slowly, with sleepiness still in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are back, dear..."

Her voice was as gentle as the breeze blowing through the strings of a musical instrument, stirring the heart of the man beside her.

"........."

Lord Green paused, looking at the delicate real dragon in his arms, and took the initiative to speak for her, "Dear, do you want to tell me that you have rested?"

Although the way men and women love in Westeros is simple and direct, it helps to quickly warm up the relationship between men and women. For example, Green and Daenerys, who are often separated... every time they get together, they fully release their love for each other.

When Daenerys heard what Green said, her cheeks instantly blushed. She chuckled a little embarrassedly, then said "hmm".

For the sake of honor, Marigold would naturally not refuse the challenge of the real dragon.

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(End of this chapter)