Chapter 330 Queen's Heart
The candle is about to burn out, leaving only the last short stub.
But still tenaciously lit up the queen's room.
Daenerys Targaryen rested her chin on one hand, staring at the flickering flames in the melted wax, dazed.
She stayed up all night.
Can't sleep, and don't want to sleep.
The thunder outside had already subsided, and her insomnia was certainly not due to the thunder.
She is "Stormborn", never afraid of thunder.
But there are things that are harsher than the most terrible thunder.
【But you also have the blood of Maegor the Cruel, Aegon the Unworthy, and Aerys the Mad King】.
Caesar's words are still echoing in her ears, making Daenerys unable to let go.
Of course she knows that what she said during the quarrel doesn’t count, and she also knows that she hurt him first, but even so...
"Mad King" Aerys...
There is also Maegor the "cruel" and Aegon V the "bad king", both of which are the most notorious kings in the history of House Targaryen.
Especially "Mad King", that is her father.
She did have his blood in her body.
Daenerys has heard others say that her father is the "mad king" before, but she always thinks that it is the malicious slander of her father by the snatchers.
But now Caesar says the same.
He also said that he would come back and have a good talk with himself.
Daenerys doesn't know how to talk to him.
Leave the slaves of Yunkai and Meereen alone, and go back to Westeros to be Caesar's queen?
According to rights, she is the first heir to the Iron Throne.
And those poor slaves...
The candle burns out, and the room is plunged into darkness.
Daenerys didn't light another one, as if the darkness gave her some sort of comfort.
But the darkness finally brought an end, and dawn came.
The dawn light shines through the window on Daenerys' face.
The door of the room was knocked lightly.
She knew it was her maids.
"come in."
Eli and Jiqi pushed the door in and began to serve Daenerys in the bath.
Missandei gets her clothes ready.
Today she is wearing a purple embroidered robe and a silver belt. Missandei also prepared a crown for her, which was given by the Tourmaline Brotherhood when she was in Qarth.
Daenerys looked at herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but start to doubt—
Is this the face of the conqueror?
Obviously more like a little girl's face.
The real conqueror conquered the continent of Westeros with three dragons, and she had to flee all the way with the three dragons.
Now finally occupied a city, but this is more credit to Caesar.
is a gift from him to her.
Daenerys took off the crown a little discouraged.
I don't deserve it yet.
"Your Majesty, are you uncomfortable?" Missandei asked.
"I'm fine." Daenerys put the crown aside, "Is Caesar back?"
Missandei shook her head: "No."
Daenerys pursed her lips and ordered:
"Get me something to eat."
"yes."
Aegon Targaryen not only has three dragons, but also two sisters.
What about my siblings?
Brother Viserys is dead, and now I finally met a Caesar, but I ran him away in anger.
Illie serves duck eggs and oatmeal, plus a glass of goat's milk with honey.
The sweet smell attracted flies, but Missandei lit an incense to drive them away.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters, Missandei?" Daenerys asked.
The slave girl was originally the maid of the Lord Good Lord. She was smart and not only literate, but also spoke Valyrian and the common language of Westeros, so she was accepted by Daenerys as her personal maid.
"I have three older brothers." Missandei said.
"Are they in Astapor?"
"Well, they are Unsullied."
Daenerys saw the sadness in the maid's eyes. Yes, after becoming Unsullied, she has no feelings. Perhaps these three brothers are more of a symbol to Missandei.
"They are free now. So are you," Daenerys said. The determination to go to Yunkai and Meereen became more and more firm in my heart.
"Yes. This is the grace of you and His Majesty Caesar." Missandei said.
Daenerys fell silent.
Caesar, yeah, and Caesar. She didn't know how she could persuade Caesar to go to Yunkai together.
After breakfast, Daenerys went for a walk in the garden.
However, Daenerys couldn't cheer up her mood.
This is the top of the pyramid, the highest point in Astapor.
From here she looked down upon the whole city, its narrow winding alleys and broad avenues, its gardens and fountains, and its red arena, and the golden-domed Temple of Grace—
Looking at the collapsed golden dome, Daenerys asked suspiciously:
"How did the temple become like that?"
"I heard it was struck by lightning." Missandei said.
"There is also the battle between His Majesty Caesar and the idol." Ji Qi said.
"There are dragons." Yi Li also added.
Daenerys frowned: "What happened last night?"
At this moment, Jorah Mormont and Barristan Selmy came over, saluted and greeted:
"Good morning, Her Majesty."
"Good morning, my knights." Daenerys nodded with a smile and repeated her question.
Sir Jorah said: "Your Majesty, the green maiden of the Temple of Grace died suddenly last night, and the harpy statue in the prayer hall came back to life..."
"The idol came to life?" Daenerys thought her knight was joking.
But Jorah looked serious, and Barristan also said:
"Yes, Your Majesty. The surviving saints and dozens of Unsullied testified that they all saw the harpies come to life, massacred in the temple, and were finally defeated by Caesar and his white dragon. "
Daenerys opened her mouth wide in surprise.
She felt like she was listening to an ancient myth.
But Barristan Selmy would never lie, and the Unsullied would never lie.
After a long while, she asked nana:
"The harpies... will suddenly come alive?"
Jorah and Barristan looked at each other and shook their heads, obviously unable to give an answer.
"The Harpy is a symbol of the ancient Ghis Empire." Missandei said, "Her resurrection heralds the awakening of the Ghiscari gods."
Daenerys looked at the little maid, not knowing what to say for a moment.
After a while, she asked, "What about Caesar?"
Jorah said: "After the harpies escaped, Caesar rode a dragon to chase after them. He hasn't returned yet."
Daenerys stared blankly at the damaged Temple of Grace, and had to believe that all this was not a dream.
"How is the situation in the city?"
Ser Jorah replied:
"There are the Unsullied to maintain order, and everything is fine. Moreover, people did not see the battle last night, and there was thunder to cover it, so the abnormality of the Temple of Holy Grace did not spread. Your Majesty, I suggest that you issue a password protection order to avoid cause unnecessary unrest."
"Okay." Daenerys nodded.
Then, she said:
"One more thing, I want to hear your opinions. I intend to go to Yunkai and Meereen to free the slaves in those two cities. However, Caesar disagrees..."
"I think this is a good idea." Jorah immediately said, "Liberating Slaver's Bay will bring you a large number of supporters and a higher reputation. In this way, when you return to Westeros one day, the nobles will flock to you." To, gather under your banner and fight for you."
My big bear will oppose everything Caesar says. Daenerys knows this well.
And she also knows Jorah's desire for her, but unfortunately, she doesn't love him.
"Ser Barristan, what's your opinion?" Daenerys changed the object of consultation.
"Your Majesty, as your Queen's Guard, I should not interfere with your decisions." Barristan strictly abides by the creed of the Kingsguard.
He is only a sword, and should not direct the hand that holds the sword.
"I'm the one asking for your opinion now." Daenerys insisted.
Barristan said:
"I think you must have your own power. Conquering Yunkai and Meereen might help with that."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Jorah persuaded again, "You can't get too involved with Caesar, this man is too ambitious, and he won't be willing to bow to you."
"I see." Daenerys suddenly felt a sense of irritability, "Jorah, go and watch those temple saintesses, don't let them talk nonsense and spread panic in the city."
Jorah understood that the Queen wanted to drive her away, but she could only bow her head and say yes.
Looking at Jorah's back going away, Barristan sighed secretly.
Of course he could see Jorah's thoughts on the queen, but he also knew that it was impossible for Jorah to win the queen's favor like this.
Although he has never married a wife, or even touched a woman, but in the court for many years, Barristan has seen too many idiots complaining about men and women, and he knows a seemingly simple truth that some people can't understand for a lifetime—
Women only love the strong.
When Jorah Mormont defeated one powerful knight after another in Lannisport and won the championship of that tourney, even if he was only a small lord in a remote area in the north, he could still win the mighty Hightower. The love of the jewel of the family.
But when he was forced to flee overseas by selling slaves in order to win his wife's favor, it was inevitable that he would be abandoned by his wife.
Because at that time, he had no demeanor of a strong man.
The former tournament champion knight has been smoothed by life, and has become a scarred and honest middle-aged man.
Such a person knelt under Daenerys's skirt, trying to drive away competitors with small tricks, how could he win the Queen's love.
And when Caesar came to Slaver Bay riding a white dragon that was bigger than the queen's three dragons combined, when Caesar lightly gave the queen the Unsullied Legion and Astapor as gifts, Daenerys had already Falling hopelessly in love with this man.
Although in Barristan's view, even if the Queen marries Jorah, it is better than marrying Caesar, after all Caesar is too dangerous, but he is also very clear that Jorah has no chance in front of Caesar.
Women would rather face the cold face of the strong than look back at the weak who beg for mercy.
"Go down, too." Daenerys dismissed the maid again.
After Ser Barristan was left alone, Daenerys spoke again:
"Sir Barristan, I have heard of your reputation since I was very young. People say that you are the most outstanding Kingsguard in the history of the Seven Kingdoms and a model of knights. Therefore, I hope to use your wisdom and honesty to call Open the fog in front of you."
"Your Majesty, I am not a profound scholar, and I really don't have much wisdom to speak of, but if you really want to consult my opinion, I must have no reservations."
Daenerys nodded slightly, and said:
"Who do you think is more suitable to sit on the Iron Throne, me or Caesar?"
(end of this chapter)