iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 565 The True Dragon Enters the Nest 3
Princess Arianne's arrogant behavior hurt the sensitive Theon, as if he was slapped in the face.

He was ashamed and angry, and he felt that many people around him were laughing at him.

"Theon."

The gentle voice of His Royal Highness the Regent finally brought Theon back to his senses, and he looked over subconsciously.

At this time, Princess Martell was talking and laughing with Miss Tyrell, and Regent Green moved in his direction.

"Looks like you guys had a good chat?"

There was obvious gloating in Regent Green's tone, but this made Theon feel unexpectedly relieved.

Also, when facing the Regent, Theon was still a little nervous: "She doesn't like my little... joke very much. Well, yes, that's it, Your Highness."

Green smiled silently and said, "Arianne loves to tease others the most."

He tilted his head slightly and glanced with smiling eyes at the Duke of Metz who was stroking his beard majestically.

Then, he lowered his voice slightly to Theon and said, "In fact, Hand Mace is also troubled by Arianne's joke."

After a slight pause, Theon also began to laugh in glee, and it took a lot of effort not to laugh out loud.

After a pause, Theon's eyes turned slightly: "Your Highness Green."

Looking around, his eyes were full of stealth: "It is said that Dornish women are particularly passionate."

"Well, Dorne's customs are slightly different from other places. They advocate love between men and women."

Green responded seriously at first, then patted Theon's shoulder intimately like a friend, and then they walked in another direction together.

After he had left the crowd a little, he continued, "I have read many travel notes of knights in Dorne, and they all praised the place highly and missed it very much."

Hearing this, Theon's shoulders shook with laughter. "For the sake of the kingdom, may you have the opportunity to 'inspect' Dorne soon, Your Highness?"

Theon gave a look that every man knew, and he looked very much like a traitor.

Green was stunned at first, then he looked up and smiled.

"Well, for the kingdom."

Green seemed to be having a pleasant chat with Theon. He raised his hand and signaled Ser Brienne to bring the wineskin.

Pulling the cork, Green took a sip of Summer Red, and the two of them stopped.

"be honest……"

Green took another sip of wine and sighed, “…Since becoming the regent of the Seven Kingdoms, I am far less happy than being a small lord in Crab Claw Peninsula.

If a woman, especially a noble lady, accidentally lets someone... get pregnant with my child, it gives me a headache just thinking about it. "

Theon listened with great interest. Green paused for a moment and continued, "As for the women of the Women's Branch, they know best how to make men happy. But if I go to the Women's Branch to have fun, I have to worry that the people of King's Landing will be in a panic."

It was obvious that Green was joking, but Theon felt the "pain" in it. He opened his mouth and said, "Men and women must always be vigilant. You are so pitiful... cough... you must be very tired."

He then tried to share with Green the "pain" he had experienced in order to bring the two closer together.

"I have been a hostage in Winterfell for nine years since I was ten years old. The women there...sometimes I can't even tell the difference between men and women, especially the women on Bear Island."

Theon's eyes were filled with reminiscence: "I missed the women of the Iron Islands more and more. In my impression, they were extremely charming. Later, I went back with great difficulty, and then I was disappointed, no, I was desperate."

He gritted his teeth a little: "They all smell like salted fish! After taking care of them for a while, I forced myself to get used to it!"

Green smiled again and patted Theon's arm comfortingly.

After saying this, Theon couldn't help laughing himself. When he picked up the wineskin and drank, he suddenly noticed many eyes moving towards them.

He was chatting so intimately with the Regent, and imagining the envy and jealousy in those eyes, Theon couldn't help but straighten his chest.

"Is life in King's Landing easy to get used to?"

Hearing Green's question, Theon chuckled, blinked his eyes, and responded: "This is wonderful, Ser Arad (Davos's second son) is very thoughtful."

He looked around and moved a little closer, then grinned, "Last night I played the role of a prisoner being tortured by three female knights."

Seeing that Green was listening attentively, Theon betrayed the thoughtful Ser Seaworth without hesitation: "Arad didn't even survive the first torture before he 'surrendered'."

Green smiled and said, "Since you like it, then enjoy it in King's Landing."

Theon's laughter became a little weird because of the suppression: "Hehehe." After laughing for a while, Theon's expression suddenly paused. He looked at Green quietly, and then said tentatively: "Your Highness, I want to return to Pike City as soon as possible."

After a pause, he quickly added: "Over time, the Iron Islands will be in chaos because they have no leader."

Green nodded slightly: "Yes, the Seven Kingdoms need peace, I have also considered this."

He took a sip of wine and continued, "During the period of your stay in King's Landing, I will have the merchants in the Seven Kingdoms actively engage in trade, focusing on the materials urgently needed by the Iron Islands."

He reached out and patted Theon, and continued, "At least for a short period of time, the Iron Islands will be relatively stable."

After thinking for a while, Theon rolled his neck at Green's kindness and said directly, "If I go back earlier, the Iron Islands will be able to usher in true stability, Your Highness."

“That would present another uncontrollable problem.”

Green's eyes moved over. "After Euron's Rebellion, the current situation of the Iron Islands is that the feudal lord is weak and the vassal is strong. I am more worried that after you go back, you will be forced by those people to 'return to the old ways (the iron race's raiding tradition)'..."

He spread his hands. "If that happens, I'll have to gather an army to suppress it, just like Robert and Eddard did. I don't want that to happen."

It was because of that war that Theon became Duke Eddard's adopted son and hostage. When he heard Green's "reminder", he couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's a pleasure chatting with you. I can sense your chivalrous heart. I look forward to your outstanding contribution to the kingdom."

"Yes...Yes, thank you for your trust. I am also looking forward to that day, Your Highness the Regent."

Green looked relieved. He nodded and said, "It won't take too long, just a few months at most. You must remember that you have earned the trust of the center of the Seven Kingdoms. This is also very important to the Greyjoy family. This is my sincere advice to you."

Hearing this, Xien's eyes trembled slightly, and he stroked his chest and said: "Thank you very much, I will remember it."

Green smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll trouble you to do your best to show King's Landing and the Seven Kingdoms the demeanor of the future master of the Iron Islands."

He held out a hand to Theon. "When the time is right... before you leave, I will propose a meeting of the King's Council to crown you Duke of Pyke and governor of the Iron Islands. This is my promise."

After glancing at Green's hand, Theon licked his lips, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then reached out and held it.

His voice trembled with emotion. "I have nothing to offer in return. The Iron Islands are at your service forever, Regent Green."

"very good."

The atmosphere of the conversation became more pleasant, and they talked about some customs. Theon hesitated and suddenly said, "Your Highness Green, Asha...she..."

His face was a little tangled: "Do you like her?"

Green's mouth curled slightly. The blood of sea monsters is naturally cunning...

He asked in return: "Do you know why I would rather trust you than Lady Asha, Theon?"

In Theon's curious look, Green continued: "I can't find the right words to describe her for the time being. Well, she is more like a pure pirate, and pirates are uncontrollable. Euron just proved this."

He stressed: "The seven countries need peace."

Green stared at him. "And you, Theon Greyjoy, although you had an unpleasant experience as a hostage, I know that you received an orthodox knight education in Winterfell and value your honor."

Green raised his wineskin toward Theon. "So, my judgment is that both the kingdom and the Iron Islands need you."

.........

"Targaryen!"

"Daenerys! Daenerys!"

"Targaryen! Targaryen! Targaryen!"

The crowd was bustling, shouts were heard one after another, and the people waving their arms were still very excited.

In the meantime, the sound of heavy footsteps and the crisp sound of weapons colliding intertwined and echoed.

The team slowly entered the alley.

Daenerys, riding on her horse, raised her head slightly, and the increasingly clear and majestic outline of the Red Castle was reflected in her gem-like purple eyes.

The towering towers of the Red Fort are like sharp swords piercing the sky.

Its thick walls, caressed by the sun, glow with a cold and deep luster, as if declaring its inviolable majesty to the world.

Holding the horse's reins tightly, Daenerys' upper body could not help but rise and fall slightly. She... was back.

(End of this chapter)