Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

At dusk.

The King of the Sea's banquet still needs some time to prepare, and it's not dark yet.

After their private conversation, Viserys and Prince Oberyn from Dorne left the Sea King's bedroom and walked side by side down the corridor. Their footsteps echoed clearly in the corridor, and the servants who passed by stopped and bowed when they saw the two of them.

And at this time.

"His Majesty?"

Oberyn walked beside the young king, then turned his head to look at him and suddenly spoke.

"Please speak, Your Highness."

In contrast to Oberyn's frivolousness, Viserys was always very polite, addressing him as "Prince" or by his first name, while Oberyn always called Viserys "little guy."

This was the first time Oberyn had ever addressed Viserys as 'Your Majesty,' which even made him feel a little strange.

"No, I just said it offhand. I think it's fine to just call you by your name."

However, Oberyn shrugged slightly and spoke.

"I'm just curious about what it feels like to be called 'King' at such a young age."

"A king who can't even kill a chicken?"

Oberon stroked his beard slightly.

Viserys turned his head slightly upon hearing the other person's words, his pale purple eyes reflecting the tall, slender figure. However, he wasn't angry; he simply nodded and calmly replied.

“Actually, I could kill a chicken, Prince Oberon.”

In fact, Viserys had already killed four people, including Kevan Lannister, by the age of eight, and had even witnessed a war.

"As for how it feels to be called 'King'..."

Viserys pondered for a moment.

"I think it's not much different from what you feel like in a brothel, when women call you 'brave'."

Oberyn heard Viserys's words and a clear look of surprise appeared on his face.

"this…"

He hadn't expected the young king, who had always seemed so good-natured, to retaliate so fiercely.

However, Oberyn was slightly annoyed by Viserys's retort, but instead of getting angry, he chuckled and patted Viserys on the shoulder.

"Funny boy."

...

Viserys and Oberyn walked and talked.

From behind, the two really do look like brothers, the older brother with his younger brother.

However, Oberyn, being a member of the Salt People of Dorne, had slightly dark skin, while Viserys was much fairer and had dazzling silver-gold hair, making the two quite different in appearance.

“Actually, you did a very good job at the negotiating table just now, Viserys.”

"If my daughter were of suitable status, I would really like to have her marry you."

Then Oberyn turned his head to look at the little king, and spoke again, trying to make conversation.

Chapter 72 Postponing the Engagement

Oberyn admired Viserys' performance at the negotiating table, which even impressed him.

However, he was just joking when he said he was marrying off his daughter; he had no intention of doing so. Viserys was already used to Oberyn's unrestrained speech.

However, Viserys didn't seem to be in a good mood after hearing what the other person said. He paused for a moment and didn't respond, but instead asked a question with some confusion.

"What's wrong with your status as a daughter?"

As the Prince of Dorne, how could there be any problem with the identity of Oberyn's daughter?

"Oh, they are all my illegitimate daughters."

Oberyn shrugged slightly and spoke nonchalantly, without making any attempt to hide his true feelings.

In Westeros, apart from Dorne, bastards are a serious matter that greatly affects the family's honor. Even though it has become the norm, nobles still try their best to hide it.

However, Dorne is different from other places. For example, Dorne has a relatively equal system of inheritance for men and women, mistresses also have a certain social status, and sexual attitudes are more unrestrained compared to other places.

Viserys remained silent after hearing this, and Oberyn, unusually, also remained silent for a long time before finally stopping slightly at the fork in the corridor.

Upon reaching this point, Viserys and Oberyn parted ways, with Viserys being assigned a bedroom on the other side.

"Think it over carefully. Ariane is a good girl too."

Oberyn took a deep breath and patted Viserys on the shoulder before speaking.

Then, just as he was about to turn and walk towards his bedroom, he seemed to remember something and paused slightly.

"By the way, Viserys, I'll travel with you when you return to Dragonstone. I want to see the child my sister had with that bastard."

That bastard undoubtedly refers to Viserys's brother Rhaegar Targaryen, and the child Rhaegar had with his sister Oberyn was Rhaenys.

Oberyn had been traveling around Essos and hadn't seen what his niece looked like yet. Since he had plenty of time, he wanted to take this opportunity to return to Dragonstone with Viserys and visit Renis.

"okay, I get it."

Viserys stood there silently watching Oberyn's departing figure; the man's slender silhouette resembled a twisted snake in the red glow of the setting sun.

Then the little king let out a slight breath.

During the conversation between Oberyn and Viserys, the conditions for the secret alliance between Dorne and the Targaryens were mentioned.

Dorne would certainly not unconditionally support Viserys' return to Westeros to fight for the Iron Throne.

Dorne's condition was simple: in return, Viserys would marry Princess Arianne Marty, the eldest daughter of Prince Doran, as his queen upon reaching adulthood.

However, Viserys opposed the proposal, as he did not want to make such a hasty decision about his life's most important matter.

And based on his understanding of Arianne Martyr, Viserys naturally did not want his future wife to be such a woman.

However, he can't offer Dorn any better terms right now.

Unless his infant sister Daenerys replaces him in fulfilling the marriage alliance with the Martyr family, and she marries Quentin Martyr, the eldest son of Prince Doran who is only three years old at the time.

However, Viserys also could not accept this option.

Therefore, Viserys eventually found a reason to temporarily postpone his engagement to Princess Arianne Marty.

"I'm only eight years old now, and this is something that will happen ten years from now. Why don't we discuss this issue then?"

...

night.

A small family banquet was held inside the Sea King's Palace.

The wife, son, and daughter of King Ferrego Antalion of Braavos were all present at the banquet, primarily to privately welcome distinguished guests from Dragonstone and Dorne.

After attending Aquaman's dinner party, Viserys finally dragged his weary body back to his bedroom.

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He threw himself onto the bed, sprawling out in a "spread-eagle" position, and then didn't want to move at all, only wanting to merge himself into this soft bed and never be separated from it.

"I'm so tired."

For the young king, it wasn't just physical exhaustion, but also the mental stress he was under.

In fact, although Viserys was nominally the 'little king', he always maintained a cautious and apprehensive attitude no matter what he faced.

Because what lay before him were countless ravines and valleys, he was like a lost mountain climber, who would fall into the abyss if he was not careful.

Just as Robert on the Iron Throne could allow failure because he had the means to withstand it.

Viserys, however, lacked these qualities. He could not allow himself to fail and had to maintain constant vigilance, frequently reminding himself to tread carefully.

A small victory or a small gain is not enough to make him ecstatic, because he is afraid that he will lose his most basic composure.

Then, in his arrogance, he made a fatal mistake, ultimately rendering all his previous efforts futile, and possibly even costing him his life.

However, at this time...

Viserys lay sprawled on the dark, soft bed, his inner joy almost impossible to suppress.

This was another 'small victory' he had achieved after the Battle of Storm's End, and this time it was a victory won at the negotiating table without firing a single shot.

"His Majesty."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the young king's bedroom; it was one of Viserys's guards.

Then the guard came in carrying a tray with a cup of steaming mint tea, a few neatly arranged biscuits, and a small dish of cream on it. He placed the tray on the table and was about to leave.

"Mondstadt, please find me a map of the trading cities."

Viserys saw the guards bring him some midnight snacks, but he remained limp on the bed as if he were dead, covering his head with a pillow before speaking in a muffled voice.

The guard named Mond was slightly taken aback when he heard Viserys's words.

He was unaware of the outcome of Viserys's negotiations and therefore had no idea why the young king suddenly wanted to find a map.

"clear."

He agreed but then went out and found a map of the west coast of the continent of Essos among the group's luggage.

The nine free trade city-states are all concentrated in this area, while the central part of the continent of Essos is the vast Dothraki Sea.

Viserys then sat down at the desk in the bedroom, lit the white candle on the table, and the firelight illuminated the small area on the table.

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Viserys unfolded the entire map, his pale purple eyes fixed intently on a particular spot.

"Andas".

Chapter 73 Farewell

The night was deep.

It was already very late when the dinner party hosted by King Braavos ended.