Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 58 Frankness

The girl's expression of love is shy and immature, passionate and direct.

When Viserys saw Daenerys trying to calm down and looking bravely at him, with a hint of anticipation and a little panic on her face, he knew that he was facing a soul-searching question.

Viserys knelt down beside her, looking into her shining eyes, and responded more seriously than ever before: "I am not Aemon, and you are not Naerys. I promise you, Dany, that our story will have a happy ending."

Dany's heart was beating like a deer, as if it was about to burst out of her chest. She blushed, took a deep breath, put her mouth close to him, and kissed him hard.

When Dany told him about the conversation between her and Jorah in the morning, Viserys realized that it was Jorah's words that irritated Daenerys, and he also understood why it was so easy for him to get rid of Jorah.

"So, why did you drive them away?" After the kiss and the conversation, Dany's excited heart had calmed down. They sat together hand in hand. It was Viserys who took the initiative to talk with her fingers interlocked. She felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She leaned her head on Viserys' shoulder and whispered to him about something. She felt very warm. "Is it because of my dream? The prophecy?"

"Yes." At this point, Viserys felt it necessary to let Daenerys know about the threat they faced. He whispered to her, "Dany, dragons and magic have disappeared from this world for a hundred years, but you and I, we have gained magic from dragon bones, you must realize that we are very special now. Those mysterious and strange so-called gods and mysterious beings will target us because of this. This is the prophecy and dream you encountered."

Dany moved closer to Viserys. "So that was my dream. Like the siren songs of the sea, which lure sailors with their sirens, are they using the song of dragons to lure me in?"

The Red God might not like this metaphor.

Viserys suspected that there were dragon eggs in the Great Temple of R'hllor in Lys at this moment, and that all the necessary rituals for the birth of a dragon might have been completed, with only a magical Daenerys to touch it.

In the original book, when Daenerys was struggling in Meereen, the High Priest of the Temple of the Lord of Light in Volantis personally came out to preach to the people that Daenerys Targaryen was the reincarnation of the ancient hero Azor Ahai, and encouraged people to support her.

Daenerys's act of freeing slaves in Slaver's Bay made the governors of Volantis very nervous, because four out of every five people in Volantis were slaves, and they were afraid of a slave uprising. In order to combat Daenerys's forces, the governors of Volantis sent 300 ships to join the team that defended slavery and attacked Meereen. At the same time, the Red God's armed forces, the Hand of the Holy Flame, and the Tiger Cloaks of Volantis were nervous. Every night, thousands of people would listen to Benero's speeches, but the governors were powerless to stop them because there were many followers of the Lord of Light among the Tiger Cloaks.

In the original book, Daenerys receives much more favor from the Red God than Stannis, and even the temple guards may fight for her.

But this is not good news for Viserys. In the original book, the Red God may have chosen Daenerys after she had weapons and dragons, but now it may be that Daenerys has magic and has been targeted early. Viserys guessed that the Red God Temple might make Daenerys a saint and mobilize the Red God's armed forces to form a "crusade" for her.

"They may not necessarily seek to harm us. They may simply seek to use us," Viserys told her. "Because of our magic, they may even try to elevate us to a higher pedestal."

Dany was at a loss when she heard these bizarre things. She raised her head from Viserys's shoulder, looked at her brother who always seemed to have an idea, and asked: "What should we do?"

"We must avoid them if possible," Viserys said. "We cannot tell what their intentions are, whether they are good or bad, whether they mean good or ill. We are too weak to make contact now."

Dany suddenly asked nervously: "Will they know we are here now?"

"Perhaps," Viserys said, "but do not panic. They set up a trap to lure you over, which means they want us to take the initiative. They are reserved, so we can remain silent."

Dany blushed suddenly. What Viserys said made her wonder if she was not reserved enough.

Viserys noticed her strangeness and knew that Daenerys was in the state of a girl in love, and her mind was a little jumpy. She didn't have enough knowledge of the power and influence of the gods Viserys mentioned, and didn't really realize the seriousness of the matter. But Daenerys loved him, trusted him, and listened to him, which was more important than anything else.

Viserys did not continue to talk about the Red God, but changed the subject. He tightened his hand with Daenerys, then looked at her, her face still blushing shyly because of the sudden thought that just popped up: "Remember when I wore a leather glove on my right hand in Tyrosh? At that time, you asked me what happened to my hand."

"Yes." Dany certainly remembered that during that period, Viserys wore gloves for more than ten days before taking them off. No one knew what was wrong with his hands. She had asked, but was blocked by various means.

Viserys looked around mysteriously, then turned around and sat opposite Daenerys. He stretched out his right hand, pulled up his sleeve, and then moved it to the space between their bodies, as if to share some very important secret: "What you are about to see may be strange, Dany, but don't be nervous. This is indeed your brother's hand."

Daenerys looked at Viserys' hand with curiosity and anticipation.

Under Daenerys's gaze, the skin on Viserys' hands was slowly turning into some kind of black keratin, like leather. She widened her eyes, watching the densely interwoven black scales gradually covering the keratinous skin. Under her gaze, Viserys' fingers turned into sharp claws emitting sharp cold light. The arms that originally looked a little thin turned into gnarled and powerful dragon hands. Some flame-like patterns were faintly flowing under the black scales.

Daenerys was shocked and stunned. She did not feel fear or strangeness, but an indescribable excitement: "Can I touch your hand?"

"of course."

She reached out to touch the arm covered with black and red scales, and her fingers gently slid across the scales. The fine dragon scales gave off a strange warmth under her fingers, and she thought, this is just like the dragon she imagined. She put her whole palm on it, letting her fingertips and palms closely touch the temperature of the scales. The warm current seemed to flow from her palm into her heart, and her body gave rise to a burst of excitement, so that her hands trembled slightly: "This is a dragon."

"Yes," Viserys answered her. "This is the dragon."

Viserys grabbed Daenerys's hands, which were unwilling to be pulled away from his dragonized arm, with his left hand, and moved her uncontrollably trembling hands away from his dragonized right hand, then moved his fingers and pierced the sharp claws into the tip of one of the dragonized fingers. Blood with a burning breath oozed out from the dragonized keratin skin.

Viserys dripped the dragon's blood into the cup on the desk.

He said, "Drink it, Dany."

Viserys guessed that his dragon blood might be able to help Daenerys block those dreams, and because it seemed that the Red God did not seem to notice Viserys, he suspected that he might be able to block the influence of the power of others.

The experiment failed.

Drinking Viserys's dragonized blood did not stop Daenerys from having nightly dreams of red clouds over the mountaintop temple and hearing the roar of dragons.

Daenerys still had the dream, and as soon as she woke up, she quickly told Viserys who was waiting by her side that she had had the same dream again.

Viserys felt helpless and could only comfort Daenerys not to worry, hoping that nothing unexpected would happen before they set off tomorrow at noon.

(End of this chapter)