Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 142 Two women meet
Gavin hovered high in the sky, overlooking the hellish scene below. The Volantis fleet, which had been so aggressive, was now in a miserable state. Thick smoke billowed into the sky, covering half of the sky, like the haze of doomsday.

As Gavin's fleet hoisted its sails and set out, the remaining warships of Volantis were helpless against the overwhelming attack.

The soldiers of Gavin's fleet were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They quickly boarded the remaining warships and captured the warships of Volantis one by one.

The slave soldiers dropped their weapons, put their hands on their heads, and became prisoners.

There is no suspense in this battle at this point.

Gavin returned to the deck of the Belleris. Hassan, who had been waiting there for a long time, hurried forward, his joy overflowing with words, and said: "Sir, this is a great victory! Next, should we take back the disputed land?"

Gavin shook his head and said, "No, we don't have that many troops. We need to allocate some warships and soldiers to transport all the captured ships and prisoners back to the Stepstone Islands." After a pause, Gavin ordered, "Take your fleet and clean up the coast belonging to Volantis in the same way as before. The key is to focus on the enemy's shipyards. Don't leave any behind."

Hassan heard this and said, "Sir, we have captured too many people this time. I'm afraid that the land of these islands alone cannot support so many people. Besides, there are more slaves in Volantis. Do we have to bring them all back?"

Gavin nodded slightly and said, "I plan to build several large factories, so the more people the better. The food we seized is enough for everyone to eat for two years. We can also buy food and reclaim those uninhabited islands in the future. Don't worry, just go ahead and bring back everything you can."

After hearing this, Hassan straightened up and said solemnly, "Yes, sir!" Then he turned around and quickly arranged various matters. The entire deck was filled with a tense and orderly atmosphere.

The sea breeze brushed Gavin's face, the sun shone on the deck, he looked into the distance, planning the next strategy, after these naval battles, especially after completely destroying the other side's shipyard, it would be difficult for Volantis, Tyrosh and Myr to have a fleet in a short time, and Gavin would not allow the other side to have a navy again. And Gavin completely controlled all the trade on this route, he could raise prices and collect tolls at will, or even block the route to trap the three cities, and the three cities that relied on maritime trade for survival could only choose to bow their heads.

Now that there is no threat east of the Stepstones, and there are not many forces that can challenge Gavin's authority at sea, he can focus on dealing with the threat from the Iron Throne in the west, and he can even become king without defeating the royal fleet.

After more than ten days of sailing, Margaery Tyrell finally arrived at the Isle of Lys. As soon as she landed on the island, she saw the busy scene at the dock. Countless supplies were unloaded from the ship, large and small bags piled up like a mountain. The captives, driven by the soldiers, walked off the ship dejectedly. They looked haggard and lifeless, and no one cared about the scenery of the port.

Margaret had no time to pay attention to the noisy scene. After explaining her purpose to the port official, she hurried towards the Governor's Palace under his guidance.

She stepped into the reception hall of the Governor's Mansion and saw a girl younger than her sitting on a high seat. She had long silver-gold hair that fell like a waterfall, shining with a charming luster. She was tall and straight, wearing a purple dress, exuding innate majesty. At her feet lay a red baby dragon that was more than one meter long. The barbs on the dragon's head made the dragon look very ferocious. The red dragon heard the noise and looked up at Margaret, then lay down and continued to sleep.

Next to her stood a knight in armor. The shadow of his helmet covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his full appearance, but it made him look even more mysterious and stern. At this time, the knight in armor said loudly: "You are standing before Daenerys Targaryen Stormborn, Breaker of Chains, Mother of Dragons, the Unburnt, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm!"

Ever since following Gavin, Daenerys has always regarded herself as the heir to the Iron Throne, but when she learned that the visitor was Margaery Tyrell, the Rose of Highgarden, she couldn't help but want to suppress the other party.

Margaery smiled slightly. She saw through the little girl's bluff at a glance, and then said calmly: "Good day, Your Highness. I am Margaery Tyrell, daughter of Mace Tyrell, Lord of Highgarden and Warden of the South."

Daenerys frowned slightly, puffed out her chest, and said with a bit of childish stubbornness: "Lady Margaery from Highgarden, you should call me Your Majesty. As far as I know, your father once served my father loyally."

Margaery shook her head slightly, her tone gentle but firm: "Yes, Princess. My father was not only loyal to your father, but also led his troops to besiege Storm's End. But as far as I know, you have never claimed the throne. Although it is your right, you have always regarded yourself as Sir Gavin's fiancée." After a pause, she teased: "Maybe I missed some information. Have you already become king?"

Daenerys bit her lip, a trace of displeasure flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her composure and said with forced generosity: "As you said, I am available anytime. I want to know what your purpose is here?"

Margaery heard this and said softly, "I came here this time to meet my guardian knight, Ser Gawen Belleris, and to discuss some cooperation with him on behalf of the Tyrell family."

Daenerys said, "Gavin is not on the Isle of Lys at the moment. I can represent him. You can tell me what the Tyrell family thinks. I believe I have enough ability to handle all this."

Margaery smiled modestly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, but this matter concerns the future planning and layout of the Tyrell family. It is too important. Only by communicating with Sir Gawain in person can we fully explain our ideas and sincerity. I hope you can understand. I don't know where he is. Can I go find him now?"

Daenerys was a little displeased, but she still managed to hold back her anger and said, "Gavin is on the sea with his fleet. His whereabouts are erratic, and I don't have accurate information, but you can wait for Gavin here. I have prepared a comfortable place for you, and I hope you will enjoy being a guest here."

Margaret bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your hospitality. I'm sorry to bother you any further."

After hearing this, Daenerys waved her hand and signaled the knight beside her to take Margaery downstairs to rest.

Margaery glanced at Daenerys, then smiled and left with the knight. Daenerys looked at her back with complicated emotions in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)