Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

He had been wondering why Bessie and Miri hadn't come to greet him, but after sitting down, he learned that both of them had met with an accident.

Bessie tried to rush into the fire to save her mother but was severely burned. She barely survived and is currently recovering.

However, according to the maester, it is almost impossible for him to lift the sword again in the future, and his face has been disfigured. He is afraid that seeing Viserys would frighten him, so he did not appear.

Viserys's magical advisor, Miri, was burned to death in an accident a little over a month ago.

"Accident?"

In chaotic times, human life is as fragile as an ant. Even if a witch possesses extraordinary power, she can still die on the spot if she is not careful.

Viserys was taken aback by Millie's death and fell silent for a moment.

"What exactly happened?"

He then remained silent for a while before asking the question again.

The hall was not only filled with Viserys, Reyne, and the maester, but Oberyn was also sitting on a chair to one side. However, the Prince of Dorne's attention was more focused on Baelorion.

How many people have actually seen a living dragon?

"Could it have been it?"

Oberon pointed at the black dragon and then said jokingly.

However, after Oberyn finished speaking, Renis and the maester fell silent for a moment, and even Oberyn, who had only spoken casually, was taken aback by the sight.

"Could I have guessed right?"

Viserys frowned slightly.

Faced with the current situation, the scholar could only cough lightly before speaking.

"Your Majesty, it is highly likely that Lady Miri was murdered."

"A few days ago..."

The scholar recounted how a red-haired witch had come to the castle a little over a month ago, and how Millie had been burned to death that very night.

After the scholar finished speaking, Renis raised her hand and spoke.

"Do not..."

"I don't think it was done by the witch, it was done by that guy Bellerion."

Upon hearing Renis's words, the black dragon, who was dozing on the ground, raised its head with a slight sense of alertness.

Viserys gently reached out and stroked the black dragon's ferocious head, calming its agitated state.

"A witch?"

"Tell me specifically who it is."

Then Renis recounted the entire story, in even more detail than the scholar.

"What did you say this witch's name was?"

Viserys heard half of it, then couldn't help but interrupt Renis and ask.

"Melissandra?"

Renis paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, that's right, you know her?"

However, Viserys paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, I don't know this person."

"Go on."

Viserys then heard the whole story, including how Rhaenys imprisoned Melisandre to protect the black dragon.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing that the idea came from Maester Gunther, Viserys looked up at him.

The maester was looking down at the floor and didn't notice Viserys's gaze.

"From this perspective, it is very likely that this messenger of the King of Light is innocent."

Viserys then withdrew his gaze and stood up from his throne.

"In that case..."

"I'm going to meet this person."

...

Paul is a soldier in the Andalus City Guard, and his post is the prison, where he is mainly responsible for guarding the prisoners.

These peaceful and leisurely days passed for a long time.

A month ago, a special criminal was imprisoned here, and everything in the prison changed.

This was a beautiful red-haired woman, and Paul didn't need to question her beauty, yet she seemed to be accused of murder.

What puzzled him was that this woman, who had committed such a serious crime, was still able to enjoy extraordinary special treatment.

She could have a cell to herself, and apart from the restriction of her personal freedom, it was almost no different from the outside world.

Paul secretly guessed that she might be the mistress of some powerful man, which was why she was able to enjoy such extraordinary treatment in prison.

Because of her beauty, Paul had been secretly observing this woman and then discovered that she seemed quite willing to talk to other soldiers and criminals.

Whether it's a man or a woman, they can talk for a long time each time, and then the other person will leave thoughtfully, only to come back the next day.

He even joined the woman at dusk to light a bonfire and prayed before it.

"What exactly is going on?"

What did they talk about?

Paul was a little curious.

However, one day, the red-haired woman finally noticed Paul's presence and then waved to him.

Paul walked over as if possessed, and then…

...

"The king has arrived."

The peaceful prison was suddenly thrown into turmoil some time later.

It turned out that His Majesty the King, who had just returned victorious, suddenly came to the prison, seemingly to meet with a criminal.

It was the same red-robed witch who had been imprisoned here before.

"Sacrifice..."

Paul felt a slight tension in his heart, wondering what the king had come for this time. Could it be... to execute Lady Melisandre?

However, just as Paul was feeling uneasy, he saw a silver-haired boy walking towards him surrounded by guards, and then giving him a strange look.

What are you standing there for?

"lead the way."

Chapter 148 Details

The quill pen was moving across the paper, making a rustling sound.

The room was brightly lit in a quiet setting.

At that moment, a commotion arose outside.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

Then came the sound of chains opening, the prison door was pushed open, and a handsome silver-haired boy dressed in simple clothes walked in.

The owner of this prison was dressed in a red robe and sitting at a desk writing something.

Although Melisandre is nominally in prison, she actually enjoys even better treatment than when she was in the castle. She has good food and drink every day, and it is very convenient for her to do laundry and take a bath.

And because of Renis's favor, Melisandre also had the opportunity to light a bonfire every night and pray to the Lord of Light.

It was almost identical to the life she once spent in meditation at the Red Temple.

Bathing, scripture reading, prayer, sleep—the day passes, and then the cycle repeats.

And during this time, with nothing else to do, Melisandre successfully recruited her first followers in Andalus, namely some of the prisoners and guards in the prison.

Every evening at dusk, they would join Melisandre in lighting fires and chanting prayers, asking Rahlo to grant them dawn.

Viserys had already sensed some of this when he entered the prison.

The guards following him also gripped their sword hilts tightly.

"You're Melisandre?"

After entering the cell, Viserys had the soldiers outside close the door.

He wanted to speak with the woman alone.

Melisandre put down her quill and gazed calmly at the boy who had appeared in the flames.

But now he was truly standing in front of her.

"Mortal titles are not worth mentioning, Your Majesty."

Melisandre said calmly.

“I have sensed that the power of the Other God is filling your body. You have been corrupted by evil and need the power of the True God to purify you.”

It was now late at night, and the area outside the prison window was pitch black.

The candlelight inside the room flickered gently, casting the boy's long shadow onto the wall behind him.

Viserys raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing the Red Priestess's words.

He had been looking her up and down ever since he entered, and she did indeed perfectly match the image of the Red Witch in Viserys' mind.

Melisandre is undeniably a beauty; she possesses a delicate face, red eyes, and fiery red hair.