Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Dragonstone is too barren."

"We have neither resources nor population."

Viserys's two small hands were tucked into the sleeves of his blue velvet robe, his fists slightly clenched. He appeared very calm on the surface, but in reality, the boy was still a little nervous.

He was even more nervous than when he killed three mercenaries last night.

Because this was the first time he had proactively expressed his opinion, he knew what would happen in the future, so he wanted to seek change.

The Dragonstone Fleet, a powerful force still loyal to the Targaryens, could not be allowed to perish in the storm for no reason.

In three months, his younger sister will be born into this world, and with her will come a storm the greatest in centuries, or even in history.

This storm destroyed the last Targaryen fleet, leaving them all at the port, which led to Dragonstone's surrender without a fight.

Young Viserys was forced to flee to the Eastern Continent with his infant sister, where they were fostered and wandered among various powerful and wealthy families.

If Viserys wants to change his future, he must hold fast to the fleet that is still loyal to the Targaryens and not allow it to be destroyed by the storm.

Therefore, Viserys changed his previous low-key and silent attitude at this time, seized the opportunity, and bravely stood up to express his opinion.

Even though he is very young now and his words might be taken as nonsense, he still wants to give it a try.

He persuaded his mother and Sir Jeffrey to listen to his opinion.

Even if it's just a little bit.

Sir Jeffrey remained silent after hearing Viserys's words, his hand resting on the map, making it impossible to tell what the old man was thinking.

Viserys breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw that the other party did not directly object. His worst fear was that the other party would take his words as a child's joke because of his age.

Then he spoke again, this time with even sharper words.

“Mother, and Sir Jeffrey.”

The seven-year-old king sat in his chair, mustered his courage, and looked at Queen Leila and the commander of the Dragonstone fleet.

"If we remain trapped on Dragonstone and do not seek to change the current situation, defeat is probably only a matter of time."

Viserys' words this time were sharp and direct, without any euphemisms.

Queen Leila's expression changed slightly upon hearing her son's words; she disliked Viserys saying such ominous things.

The woman had become somewhat neurotic due to the frequent stimulation and unexpected events during this period, and the 'defeat' had further aggravated her.

"Viserys!"

Queen Leila's voice was sharp, and she was about to reprimand her son for his unrestrained speech.

"So..."

However, he was suddenly interrupted by the fleet commander who had been silent for a long time.

Sir Jeffrey, with one hand on the map, looked up and stared intently at Viserys, who was sitting on the other side of the map.

"What does Your Highness intend to do?"

He hadn't expected the child to suddenly say such a thing; it took more than just courage.

In addition to the news I heard last night, the child managed to kill three mercenaries through some means.

Jeffrey suddenly developed some interest in Viserys.

Does Viserys really have the potential to grow into the next Prince Rhaegar?

The former 'Silver Prince' once wielded unimaginable influence among the many Targaryen families.

Everyone believed that Rhaegar, having ascended the Iron Throne, would be the greatest king in the history of the Targaryen dynasty.

Even now, more than six months after Rega's death, these people still believe this.

Viserys, too, stared intently at his opponent, showing no sign of weakness.

But he was unaware that he was once again being compared to his almost perfect older brother in other people's minds.

Having received a response from Sir Jeffrey, Viserys felt even more confident and once again boldly expressed his thoughts.

“Sir, we can abandon Dragonstone and seize a city in the Eastern Continent as our new home.”

"Give up Dragonstone?"

The old man with gray hair narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard Viserys's bold idea.

Dragonstone, as the 'birthplace' of the Targaryen family's conquest of Westeros, has significant historical and contemporary importance.

Moreover, if the Targaryens were to abandon Dragonstone now, it would be tantamount to abandoning their claim to the Iron Throne, thus implicitly acknowledging the legitimacy of the usurpers.

Dragonstone's geographical location is also very important. As the gateway to the sea, the Dragonstone fleet is still blocking the entrance and exit of the entire Blackwater Bay.

Despite their rage, the Baratheon family had no choice but to take a detour because they lacked a powerful navy to challenge the royal fleet.

The old man did not expect that, when the situation was not yet that bad, Viserys would lose his courage and want to suggest giving up Dragonstone.

They abandoned their claim to the Iron Throne and fled to the Eastern Continent like a stray dog.

Could it be that the events of last night frightened the child?

But that's normal.

After all, Prince Viserys was only seven years old, and he couldn't expect everyone to be as outstanding as Prince Rhaegar.

The old gentleman was very understanding, but also slightly disappointed.

Chapter 35 Taking the Initiative

"Yes."

Viserys keenly sensed the disappointment in the old man's tone, and his heart sank slightly.

But he remained calm on the surface and spoke.

"If we want to reclaim the Iron Throne, the ships and resources we have now are not enough."

Meanwhile, Viserys thought to himself, even Aegon didn't conquer Westeros with just three dragons; Aegon also had an army to support him.

They landed first at the location of King's Landing and built a small castle out of wood called Egernburg.

The Rossby and Stokeworth families were quickly subdued, and the war of conquest officially began.

Moreover, the Targaryens no longer have dragons, so it would be a pipe dream to launch a counterattack on Westeros with just a fleet.

If they remain entrenched on Dragonstone without replenishing their resources, then defeat is only a matter of time.

“What you said makes sense, but you don’t understand the actual situation.”

However, just as Viserys was about to say something, he was interrupted by the old knight.

The title was changed from "Your Highness" to a title for a child.

The old man was still slightly disappointed, as it seemed that Viserys was not yet up to the level of his brother.

But it doesn't matter, he's still young, he can be nurtured. If Prince Rhaegar were here...

No.

Prince Rhaegar has been defeated and killed.

In fact, if it weren't for Rhaegar and Lyanna's selfish desires, this war of usurpers would never have been started, and the country could have survived for at least a few more years under the Mad King's tyranny...

Suddenly this thought crossed his mind, and the old knight felt a little lost. It seemed that something had gone wrong with the goal he had been pursuing, and his voice paused for a moment.

The entire hall fell silent in an instant.

Queen Leila, who was heavily pregnant and sitting in the main seat, had experienced some mental health issues due to the series of heavy blows she had suffered in the past six months.

She heard Viserys's words and her emotions surged again. Dragonstone held great significance for her, and although she understood, she couldn't truly abandon it and flee to the Eastern Continent.

"impossible!"

The silver-haired woman, having not slept well the previous night, had bloodshot eyes that were usually beautiful and pale purple, and her hair was also somewhat disheveled. She suddenly slammed her hand on the table and said in a sharp voice.

"His Majesty..."

However, the old knight then slightly raised his hand in an attempt to interrupt Queen Leila.

But the emotionally charged woman disregarded all that; she was determined not to allow such a thing to happen.

"We absolutely cannot give up Dragonstone!!"

"His Majesty!"

However, Sir Jeffrey also raised his voice suddenly, interrupting Queen Leila once again, finally silencing her temporarily.

He had interrupted Queen Leila and Viserys several times, but Queen Leila did not dare to get angry at them, because the last remaining force of the Dragonstone fleet was now in his hands.

Queen Leila and Viserys dared not offend the other.

After interrupting the woman, the old knight looked Viserys up and down with a sharp gaze before continuing.

"The reality is... Your Highness, the nine free trade city-states will not allow us to intervene."

The nine free trade city-states may seem loosely connected, even riddled with contradictions, but they demonstrate remarkable unity when facing external enemies.

Because this concerns their vital interests, they do not want an outside force to disrupt this balance.

Moreover, although this force is not extremely powerful, it is certainly not to be ignored, and their very existence could potentially trigger a war in the future.

If only Viserys and his widow had fled to Essos, the nine free city-states might have welcomed them with open arms, just to create a little trouble for Westeros.

However, if Viserys were to arrive on the Eastern Continent with a fleet, the attitudes of the trading city-states would change drastically.

They knew that the Iron Throne across the Narrow Sea might ignore a widow and her child, but it would never allow the Targaryens to return to Essos.

Therefore, a fierce war is very likely to break out between the two continents in the future, just like the Battle of the Nine Copper Coin King many years ago.

The Iron Throne will never allow any entity that has the potential to challenge its position to continue to exist, and may even take the initiative to attack.

These unstable factors led them to accept Viserys and Queen Leila, and even actively help them escape to Dragonstone, in order to cause some trouble for the Iron Throne.

But Viserys will absolutely not be allowed to arrive with a fleet.

"So that's how it is."

Viserys, upon hearing these words, clearly paused slightly, his expression showing a distinct moment of surprise.

He wasn't really clear about these details, after all, he was only talking about it theoretically. Viserys knew a lot, but he didn't know there was even more.