Chapter 40 Daenerys Targaryen

Queen Leila had suffered several blows, and her mental illness was difficult to cure. She was on the verge of a mental breakdown and even showed signs of madness.

The greatest sorrow is a broken heart.

When the silver-haired woman had already given up the will to live, even the Seven Gods could not save the queen from her predicament.

In the end, Leila Targaryen's consciousness faded, and she kept repeating the name she had just uttered, the most important person to her in her short life.

Her companion Joanna, her first love Bonifacio, her brother and husband Iris, her eldest son Rhaegar, and her second son Viserys.

Then, he finally breathed his last on his sickbed.

Queen Leila had a brief period of lucidity before her death.

She seemed to understand that she was about to leave this world. With tears in her eyes, she hugged her youngest daughter, who was taking her life, and gave her a beautiful name.

Daenerys Targaryen.

The baby girl in the swaddling clothes had her eyes closed, her face was wrinkled and she didn't look very pretty, and her silver hair was stuck to her scalp.

She was born in this storm, then curled up and finally let out a loud cry.

Meanwhile.

boom--

A sudden clap of thunder rang out over Dragonstone Island, lightning illuminated the entire sky, and torrential rain poured down.

Countless people were startled, and the shock caused the instructor sitting outside the door to drop what he was holding.

Then he quickly bent down and picked it up.

This is a human-shaped wooden puppet that he carved on a small block of wood with a dagger when he had nothing else to do.

It was vaguely recognizable as a woman, but without facial features, her specific identity could not be determined.

...

But in the distance.

The King's Landing.

A jet-black raven flew through the pristine blue sky, looking down at the colossal city below. It tilted its head slightly, its feathers fluttering in the high-speed airflow on either side.

fluttering—

The raven then flapped its wings to descend, eventually reaching the Red Keep, located atop Aegon Hill in King's Landing.

rustle...

His white, disheveled beard fluttered in the wind, and Grand Secretary Paisell looked incredibly aged. His legs were also somewhat unsteady as he walked over shakily.

He casually tossed a snack to the raven, then took the letter from its leg.

Grand Secretary Paisell unfolded the letter, glanced at it briefly, and after seeing its contents, his expression changed drastically.

Then, as if his legs and feet had been healed, he quickly gathered his robes and strode toward Meige Tower.

Several maids who happened to be passing by witnessed this scene, which symbolized a medical miracle, and they all stood there dumbfounded.

This is a letter from Storm's End, bringing bad news.

Stannis was tasked with overseeing the construction of the royal fleet. While resting at Storm's End in preparation for the storm, they were ambushed by the Targaryen fleet.

Unexpectedly, the enemy launched an attack from the sea, taking advantage of the storm. They fought a near-perfect classic naval battle, demonstrating boldness, meticulousness, and courage. They were willing to bear the losses brought by the storm in order to destroy Baratheon's fleet in one fell swoop.

Stannis never expected that the Targaryen fleet would suddenly appear on the surface of Shipwreck Bay like a divine intervention. The storm that terrified all the fleets actually concealed the enemy's whereabouts.

The result of this battle was that the royal fleet, which the Iron Throne had invested heavily in building and had high hopes for, was annihilated at sea.

Grand Secretary Paisell was naturally aware of the seriousness of the matter.

Because he betrayed the Targaryen family, if the Targaryens were to return one day, he would probably be among the first to die.

But the old man didn't want to die.

Therefore, this cowardly scholar could no longer pretend to be 'staggering'.

Instead, he hurriedly went to Maegor Tower to report the matter to the new King Robert Baratheon.

...

"what?!"

The young king, who was enjoying a hearty drink in King Megalo's bedroom, was greatly surprised when he heard the news.

He then stood up, snatched the letter from Grand Secretary Paisell's hand, and examined it from head to toe.

The atmosphere in the king's bedroom was slightly tense. The waiter standing next to Robert, who was pouring wine, and Paisell, who had been snatched from his letter and accidentally fell to the ground, were both terrified and dared not utter a word.

Because anyone could sense the anger brewing within King Robert.

The young and imposing king stood up like a mountain, his thick black hair and beard billowing, his eyes blazing with fury, pacing back and forth in the spacious royal bedroom.

Then, without warning, he kicked over the square table in front of him.

boom--

The wine glasses, books, and news from all over King's Landing on the table were scattered on the ground.

The waiter carrying the wine jug and the Grand Secretary Paisell were both startled. The old man with gray hair sat on the ground, his face pale, and did not get up for a long time.

"His Majesty?"

Ser Barristan Selmy, captain of the Kingsguard who was guarding outside the door, was slightly startled by the noise inside.

Then he hurriedly pushed open the door and came in, and saw King Robert roaring.

"Seven levels of hell!"

"Stannis, that piece of trash!"

King Robert's thunderous roar echoed through the king's bedroom, making one's eardrums throb slightly, and could even be heard clearly in the hallway outside the door.

"Even if I send out a dog as commander, I won't let the royal fleet be completely annihilated! That's how it should be done! At least a dog won't let the warships be chained together and burned to the ground by the damned enemy!"

Robert Baratheon was furious, and his hatred for his younger brother, whom he already disliked because of his personality, deepened even further.

He had initially thought that although Stannis was rigid and stubborn, he was still quite capable in warfare.

Furthermore, based on his trust in his own brother, he entrusted him with such an important task, but he never expected that Stannis would mess it up.

He could not bear for a moment that the 'bastard of the dragon' could continue to live in this world; only he could truly understand the hatred he felt for the Targaryen family.

However, he never expected that after spending such a huge price, investing in the seemingly bottomless pit of gold dragons, and even seeking loans from Casterly Rock and the Iron Treasury, he would only get such a result.

The 'evil dragon's offspring' not only didn't die, but instead jumped onto his face and defecated.

Ser Barristan, dressed in white robes, remained silent, but bent slightly, picked up the letter Stannis had thrown on the ground, and then scanned it up and down.

After seeing the whole story, he froze on the spot.

Chapter 41 Prime Minister

He hadn't expected the Targaryen family to pull off such a desperate counterattack under such dire circumstances.

Ser Barristan the Fearless had thought the Targaryens were doomed.

He was utterly loyal to the Iron Throne and had even asked to die in service to the Targaryen dynasty.

However, Robert Baratheon was impressed by his bravery and pardoned him, requesting that Barristan Selmy become the new king's captain of the Kingsguard.

The white-robed knight, one hand on his sword hilt, looked around the room at the overturned table, the spilled wine, the documents scattered on the floor covered in wine, the trembling Grand Secretary and servants, and the new king who was in a fit of rage.

With his beard and hair slicked back like steel wool, and his tall, robust body draped in a cloak, he resembled a raging brown bear, consumed by fury.

They kept smashing and breaking things in the house, making loud noises that could be heard clearly outside the hall.

Looking around, all that could be seen was a mess.

However, the white-robed knight quietly watched everything before him, one hand on the hilt of his sword, without saying a word or trying to persuade the king to calm down.

The knight had deep crow's feet around his eyes, and his pale blue eyes were deep and unfathomable. He then looked down at the floor beneath his feet.

She sighed softly and couldn't help but drift into memories.

This scene...

He felt a sense of déjà vu.

Another king he once served, the previous owner of this room, Aerys Targaryen II, known as the 'Mad King,' often raged in this room.

Then he smashed the place into a mess, and even ordered that anyone who angered him be burned alive with 'wildfire', because he liked to hear the tormenting sounds.

Barristan believed that the Targaryen era was over, and that the Mad King Aerys II had already died by the sword of the Kingslayer, and that he might never see that scene again.

However, he did not expect that just over six months later, he would see such a familiar scene again.

"Sir Barristan Selmy, the 'Fearless'!"

And at this time.

King Robert, who was pacing and smashing things in a fit of rage, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He then raised his head and looked intently at the Kingsguard captain standing at the door, who was deep in thought, holding Stannis's handwritten letter in one hand.

The king's voice was deep and powerful.

Although Robert appeared to have controlled his temper, his volatile voice still betrayed a burning rage.

However, unlike the 'Mad King', Robert does not vent his anger on unrelated people.

They would never burn people alive for amusement.

"His Majesty."

Upon hearing King Robert's voice, Ser Barristan snapped out of his reverie and put down the letter in Stannis's handwriting.

Then he raised his head, his gaze fixed directly on the king without wavering.

"Go to the Tower of the First Man and bring Lord Jon Arryn here immediately!"

“I have something very important to discuss with him.”

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