Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 117 Assassination and Female Knight
At this time, Boris said, "Madam, some officials from various islands have also come to Bloodstone Island today. They need to report some important government affairs to you. If you allow me, I will arrange for them to meet with you this afternoon."

Daenerys looked calm and said calmly: "Okay, then please arrange it."

Boris paused after hearing this, and then continued, "Madam, a new glass workshop will be put into use on Gray Gallows Island in two days. I need to go there to take a look. The time is not long. I'll leave the affairs of the Stone Steps Islands to you while I'm away."

Daenerys was delighted after hearing this, thinking that this was a manifestation of Boris's recognition of her. Now he was confident in handing over the management of the Stepstones to her. However, she thought of Grey Gallows Island, which she had never been to, and said, "Why don't I go there? Gavin is not here, and Bloodstone Island cannot do without you, Governor Boris. Besides, I have never been to Grey Gallows Island, so I can take this opportunity to visit it."

Hearing Daenerys' suggestion, Boris hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed: "Okay, Madam, please bring all the guards and warships to escort us to ensure safety."

Daenerys smiled confidently and nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, Governor Boris. With the Blood Dragon Guards that Gavin sent to me, nothing will happen."

After hearing this, Boris stood up, bowed and said, "Then I will go and arrange the ship and travel for you. Madam, please allow me to take my leave first!"

At Daenerys's nod, Boris left the hall.

When Gavin left the Stepstones, he handed over control of the territory to his fiancée Daenerys in accordance with tradition. His original intention was to take this opportunity to train Daenerys's governing ability to prevent her from making numerous mistakes as in the original plot, which would eventually lead to rebellion among her subordinates.

At first, Daenerys was at a loss for what to do in the face of this sudden responsibility. She was often in a rush when handling government affairs, and even made a lot of jokes due to her lack of experience. At that time, she was full of anxiety and self-doubt, and every decision she made was made with trepidation and caution.

However, with the unremitting assistance of Qyburn, Boris and many other officials, Daenerys gradually got the hang of governing in just half a month.

She began to learn how to weigh the pros and cons in complex situations and how to make wise decisions that would benefit the development of the territory. As time went by, she became more and more adept at handling government affairs and was no longer as confused and helpless as she was at the beginning.

In this process, Daenerys gradually discovered her potential in ruling and management. She grew from a timid little girl who always relied on others' opinions to a resolute and independent leader. She began to dare to face problems alone, and only selectively adopted the advice of others, instead of blindly following them. Instead, she made decisions after careful consideration.

Two days later, the sun sprinkled on the sparkling sea like broken gold, and a gentle breeze blew slowly, bringing a hint of salty scent.

Not only is Brienne the first guest invited by Daenerys, but she is also a noble from Westeros. Daenerys is worried that Brienne will be disrespectful to the other party during this trip, so she decides to invite Brienne to Grey Gallows Island in the name of a visit.

The warship sailed on the sea, braving the wind and waves. The surroundings were boundless clear blue, and occasionally white seagulls flew by with joyful cries. Gray Gallows Island gradually became clear in the field of vision. The island was lush and green, with rolling green hills and lush green trees like giant umbrellas, covering the sky. The mountains in the distance were like winding dragons, blending with the blue sky like gems, and the leisurely white clouds floated in between like a veil, like a beautiful natural painting.

The warship slowly docked, and Daenerys and Brienne got off the ship.

The Governor of Grey Gallows Island, Harvey Strong, had been waiting here respectfully. He leaned forward slightly, saluted Daenerys in a standard and respectful manner, and said humbly, "Madam, I am Harvey Strong, the Governor of Grey Gallows Island appointed by Lord Gawain. I respectfully welcome you. The carriage and accommodation have been carefully prepared for you."

Daenerys nodded slightly, with a faint smile on her lips, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Governor Harvey."

Harvey then asked, "Madam, do you plan to go directly to the newly built glass workshop, or take a walk around the town first to appreciate the local customs?"

After hearing this, Daenerys thought for a moment and said, "Let's go check the workshop first. After all, business is more important."

After that, Daenerys and Brienne boarded the carriage together, followed by 10 majestic blood dragon guards. The carriage moved slowly on the slightly rugged road, and the wheels rolled over the stones and soil, making a creaking sound.

Daenerys looked out the window, curiously observing the scenery along the way. There were lush trees on both sides of the road, and scattered farmlands and farmhouses in the distance.

She was full of anticipation for the glass workshop she was about to arrive at. She had heard that paper could be burned there to make exquisite glass, and she imagined what the scene would be like there.

After a while, the carriage stopped steadily in front of a large building. The workshop manager and many workers were already waiting outside the door.

The exterior of this glass workshop is made of solid bricks and stones, and part of the walls are covered with lush green vines, as if giving the workshop a natural coat. The tall and heavy door exudes a solid and mysterious atmosphere, making people curious about the world inside.

Under Harvey's guidance, Daenerys and Brienne walked into the workshop. The interior of the workshop was spacious and bright, with sunlight shining through the skylight onto the various glass products on display, reflecting colorful light.

There are crystal-clear vases with smooth lines and exquisite craftsmanship; there are unique and ingenious ornaments that look like lively animals or wonderful mythical creatures; there are also glittering and dazzling wine glasses, as if waiting to hold precious wines.

Harvey introduced them enthusiastically and in detail: "Madam, these are the most outstanding works of our workshop. Each one of them is the result of the hard work and wisdom of the craftsmen."

Brienne picked up an exquisite glass ornament and examined it carefully. She couldn't help but sigh, "I've heard that the glass products produced in the Stepstones are very exquisite and famous. This is the first time I've seen a real one. It's really as beautiful as its reputation says."

They visited with great interest. Daenerys kept asking various questions about glass production, such as the production process and the source of raw materials. She also asked about the workers' working and living conditions with concern. She watched for a long time without realizing it.

When they finished their visit and walked out of the workshop, suddenly, a large wooden house in the distance began to billow with smoke without warning. In just a short moment, the fire spread rapidly like a wild horse running wild, and the roof was instantly engulfed by the raging flames. The flames shot up into the sky, as if they were going to burn the sky red.

Harvey was extremely anxious when he saw this. He shouted at the top of his voice for someone to put out the fire: "Quick! Come and put out the fire!" Daenerys looked anxious and asked loudly: "What is in this house?"

While directing everyone, Harvey hurriedly replied, "Madam, this is a fuel warehouse. There is a lot of coal in the warehouse, which is the fuel for making glass. Fortunately, there are not many people in the warehouse, only an old man who is in charge of guarding it."

Seeing this, Daenerys immediately ordered the Blood Dragon Guards beside her to join the firefighting without hesitation: "Quick, go and help put out the fire!"

As the flames raged wildly, the entire workshop was instantly thrown into chaos. The workers panicked and hurriedly ran back and forth in the flames and smoke, carrying buckets of water. Shouts and the sound of splashing water were heard one after another, interweaving into a noisy and chaotic scene.

The Blood Dragon Guards were agile and quickly engaged in the firefighting operation. They carried buckets of water and walked quickly, constantly pouring water towards the workshop. The water splashed in the firelight, but it seemed like just a drop in the bucket.

Daenerys was anxiously directing the group, with beads of sweat on her forehead and a slightly hoarse voice due to nervousness. Brienne also stepped forward to help organize the panicked crowd and make everyone's actions more orderly.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the fire was finally brought under control and no longer spread so wildly.

Just as Daenerys breathed a sigh of relief, a man carrying a bucket slowly approached her as if nothing had happened.

While everyone was concentrating on putting out the fire, a fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes. He suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from the bucket and stabbed it rapidly towards Daenerys' back.

Before the assassin could succeed, Brienne reacted quickly and kicked the assassin hard in the chest.

The assassin was caught off guard, and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, falling heavily to the ground. Daenerys was shocked to realize that it was the assassin who was approaching her, and she was so frightened that she quickly took two steps back.

Seeing that his attack failed, the assassin's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, revealing a resolute and ruthless expression, like a mad beast. He roared, holding a dagger, and rushed towards Daenerys again without hesitation.

Brienne did not hesitate and drew her sword to meet the enemy. Brienne was agile and dodged the assassin's fierce thrust. At the same time, she swung the sword in her hand, forcing the assassin to retreat again and again.

Not to be outdone, the assassin brandished his dagger, trying to break through Brienne's defense, but Brienne's defense was impenetrable.

Just as the assassin attacked again and stabbed Brienne with the dagger, Brienne saw the right moment, turned around skillfully, and slashed down with the sword in her hand with the force of thunder. With a "crack", accompanied by the assassin's scream, his arm holding the dagger was cut off by the sword, and blood splattered. The assassin fell to the ground in pain, and the dagger in his hand fell.

At this time, the Blood Dragon Guards rushed over quickly, pressed the assassin to the ground and controlled him firmly.

Daenerys calmed down and said with lingering fear: "Thanks to you, Brienne. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would be in great danger."

Brienne sheathed her sword, bowed slightly and said, "You are welcome, Your Highness. This is what I should do."

Daenerys calmed down and said with emotion: "It was really dangerous today, but fortunately it was just a false alarm."

Harvey, who rushed over, also breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and he was still frightened. If something happened to Lady Daenerys here, he would probably have to die to apologize.

He rushed forward in anger, stepped on the assassin's wound, and asked sternly: "You, who sent you?"

The assassin's face turned pale instantly, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his face like rain, and his whole body was shaking with extreme pain.

He gasped for air, his eyes filled with fear and despair, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It was Petyr, the Minister of Finance Petyr, he said it was the king's order. I have failed in my mission and have no way to survive. Please give me a quick death and stop torturing me."

Daenerys frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes full of solemnity and thought, and said in a deep voice: "Take him away first and interrogate him strictly. We must find out how he got in carefully. No clues can be missed." Her sharp eyes swept over everyone, as if she could see through everything. "This matter is of great importance. You must give me a result as soon as possible."

Everyone answered yes and dragged the assassin away.

After this incident, Daenerys and her party had no intention of continuing the inspection and quickly returned to their residence. On the way back in the carriage, Daenerys's gratitude to Brienne became even deeper.

At night, Daenerys invited Brienne to dinner. The soft candlelight flickered on their faces, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.

The two chatted for a long time at the dining table, sharing each other's experiences.

Daenerys gently put down the cutlery in her hand, looked at Brienne with gratitude, and said sincerely: "Brienne, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would have been killed. I have no way to repay you for saving my life."

Brienne said quickly, "Your Highness, you don't have to do this. I don't think anyone would sit idly by if they encountered this situation."

His eyes unconsciously fell on the shining sword at Brienne's waist, and he asked curiously, "Britney, I've always wanted to know why you always carry this sword with you?"

Brienne looked a little lonely, with a hint of bitterness in her eyes: "Your Highness, I am not a noble lady. I have been fond of swordsmanship and the spirit of chivalry since I was a child, and this passion has accompanied me as I grew up. But all this was not understood, but instead I was ridiculed a lot. Everyone always thinks that I am not gentle enough, too rude, and that a woman should not hold a sword."

Daenerys shook her head, with admiration in her eyes. "Brienne, your courage is worthy of praise. Ignore the opinions of those short-sighted people. Women can also wield swords on the battlefield and defend their beliefs and dignity."

Brienne's eyes flashed with gratitude: "I am honored to hear Your Highness say this."

Daenerys smiled, trying to lighten the mood, "Britney, how long have you been practicing with your sword?"

Brienne fell into reminiscence, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. "When I was a child, I always sneaked to the training ground to watch the knights wielding swords, and my heart was full of yearning. But when I plucked up the courage to try to pick up the sword, the people around me stared at me with strange eyes, pointed fingers, and even laughed at me, saying that I shouldn't do this at all. Fortunately, my father has always supported me. Not only did he not stop me, but he personally taught me swordsmanship. It was his encouragement that made me more determined to walk on this path."

Daenerys sighed softly after hearing this, as if she was saddened by the injustice of the world: "Lord Tarth is a good father. There is too much prejudice against women in this world! When I was a child, I lived in Braavos with Viserys. At that time, the usurper often sent assassins to attack us, and we had to hide everywhere. I often thought, how great it would be if I could take up a weapon to protect myself like you."

Brienne felt the resonance in Daenerys' words, and her expression became more determined: "Your Highness, although I have not had similar experiences as you, I understand that no matter what situation I am in, only I can win respect and protection for myself."

Daenerys' eyes sparkled with admiration, and she said slowly: "Britney, your firm belief and courage are no less than any knight. I think you can become a knight! Your swordsmanship and determination are both necessary to become a true knight."

Brienne opened her eyes wide in surprise, as if she couldn't believe what she heard. Then she said sadly, "Your Highness, there has never been a woman knighted in Westeros, and even if there was, it would not be recognized by the world."

Daenerys shook her head and said with determination in her eyes, "I don't care about those worldly views. Brienne, we are both women. In my opinion, your bravery far surpasses many so-called knights. If you are willing, I will knight you as a symbol of my recognition of your determination and courage. From now on, you will be a knight beside me, fighting for me."

Brienne was so excited that she could hardly speak. Her eyes were slightly red. She choked up and said, "Your Highness, thank you for giving me this honor. I will live up to your expectations and do my best to protect you!"

After hearing Brienne's words, Daenerys immediately stood up, took the Dark Sister from the shelf beside her, and pulled out the sword.

The slender sword has a unique and mysterious Valyrian steel pattern, like a winding stream flowing on the sword. The blade flashes with a cold light, as if it can cut through the void. Daenerys raised the sword solemnly with both hands, and said solemnly: "This sword is the family sword of the Targaryen family, the Dark Sister. It has witnessed countless glory and legends. I believe that only it can be worthy of your canonization today. Please kneel, Brienne of Tarth."

Brienne walked to Daenerys with excitement and hurried steps, then slowly knelt on one knee. Her eyes were firm and ardent, full of anticipation for the upcoming glory.

Daenerys raised her sword with a bit of solemnity and placed it firmly on Brienne's shoulder. Her voice was clear and powerful, echoing in the air: "I, Daenerys Targaryen Stormborn, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, and the only rightful heir to the Iron Throne, do hereby appoint Brienne of Tarth as a Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.

In the name of courage, I ask you to be fearless. When facing a strong enemy, go forward bravely and never retreat.

In the name of wisdom, I ask you to be wise, to see the truth and make the right choice in difficult situations.

In the name of mercy, I ask you to be compassionate. Treat the weak with compassion, and give them protection and care. "

At this time, Brienne also raised her head and looked at Daenerys solemnly, her eyes full of determination and loyalty, and she said solemnly: "I, Brienne of Tarth, swear on my life to dedicate my loyalty to Daenerys Targaryen without reservation. From now on, my sword will only fight for you, for your honor, for your justice, I will go through fire and water, even if I lose my life."

Then Daenerys put down the sword, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes full of trust and expectation: "Get up, Brienne of Tarth, my sworn knight. May your name shine in the future history of the Seven Kingdoms."

Daenerys stroked the Dark Sister and said, "This Valyrian steel sword has never shined as it should in my hands. I know that I am not good at using a sword, and the Targaryen family sword has been somewhat buried in my hands. Now I give it to you to use."

Brienne looked at Daenerys in shock, unable to believe this expensive gift.

Daenerys smiled and handed the sword over again, saying, "Take it, Brienne. I believe that in your hands, it can defend more justice."

Brienne solemnly took the Valyrian steel sword, her hands trembling slightly, her heart moved, and said, "Your Highness, I will not let you down. This sword will accompany me to protect your dignity and honor. If I violate it, may the Seven Gods punish me."

Daenerys nodded and said, "I believe you, Brienne."

Brienne held the Dark Sister tightly in her hands, as if she was holding a heavy and sacred mission.

(End of this chapter)