"Eldest Nephew, what plans do you have for the future?" Danny asked as she stared at the youth whose eyes were drifting.
"Illyrio's letter to you …" Little Aegon averted his gaze and said in an unnatural tone.
"Haha, Eldest Nephew, who are you and who am I?" Danny smiled playfully. "As a king, you should humbly listen to the advice of others. But if you follow the script laid out by others, would you still be a king? "
Little Aegon saw the 'mockery' on her face and felt anger rise in his heart. He turned to look at her and asked, "Danny, what do you think of Illyrio's advice?"
"Dani?" The smile on Dani's face widened. "Kid, keep this anger in you, it will make you work harder. “
Then, she retracted her smile and said seriously, "Aegon, I don't have much trust in Varys, but Sir Clinton and Sister Ashara are true people with honor. I trust their words a hundred percent.
I'll admit that you are the son of Prince Rhaegar and Princess Illyrio, but there are some things that I have to make clear. "
"Speak." Aegon said with a tense face.
Danny raised a finger and said, "First, I believe in the Seven Gods, and I'm the archbishop of Slaver's Bay. Starting from me, the Targaryen tradition of marriage between close relatives will be abolished. "
"Ah —" Everyone couldn't help but cry out in surprise, looking at Danny with eyes full of disbelief.
Clinton looked worriedly at the pale Aegon and advised, "Your Majesty, you and Aegon's descendants will have a nobler bloodline."
Danny waved her hand and said disapprovingly, "The only thing that is truly noble is one's character. Our lifespans will end one day, and only our souls will meet the Seven Gods. What does a person do to decide the nobility of their soul?
Believe it or not, my father Illyrio and brother Rhaegar are suffering in the Seven Hells! Their bloodline is noble enough. "
"The Seven Hells!" Clinton and Little Aegon looked at the Dragon Queen in horror, as if she had become a stranger who had brought them to the seventh level of hell.
On the other hand, Tyrion was looking at the Queen with even more interest.
"Your Eminence, do you think my father is in the same level of hell as King Aeris and Prince Rhaegar?" he asked with a grin.
"Well," Danny scratched her chin and pondered. "My dad only burned the old Stark to death and tortured the old Stark to death.
Come to think of it, his main sin was his insanity. However, insanity was only an illness and not a major sin. Stranger might have him stay in the second level of hell.
Then, it was my brother …
Sigh, going against the Holy Marriage, this sin is quite big, at least in the fourth level of hell.
Lastly, your father, who betrayed his oath by deceiving the King's Landing into opening the gates and pillaging the people. He murdered the innocent Princess Lalia. He was also responsible for Waldfrey's violation of the rights of the guests.
It's probably in the sixth layer of hell. "
"That makes sense." Tyrion nodded in agreement with a serious expression.
"The Seven Hells. What are you talking about?" Clinton and the others looked at the two people who were talking as if they were lunatics.
"I'm talking about something that everyone knows. Just because you don't say it doesn't mean it doesn't exist," Danny said indifferently.
"You're insulting my father!"
Little Aegon clenched his fists, the veins on his neck popping out.
"Your father is her elder brother, the little prince," the little devil said with a grin.
Little Aegon turned around and said coldly, "You killed your father. You should go to the seventh level of hell."
"There are benefits to the seventh level." The little devil shrugged indifferently. "When you go down, you can go through the fourth and sixth levels and meet your father and my father."
"Aegon, don't blame your aunt. She swore that she would not start a war before the Long Night," Yimont comforted him gently.
The anger on Aegon's face disappeared. He looked calmly at Danny and asked, "The Long Night is not certain. If the next summer comes as usual, between the two of us … who will have the highest priority to inherit the Iron Throne?"
The moment he said this, everyone fell silent.
Clinton looked at his adopted son in a daze. His mouth opened, but he could not say a word.
"What do you think?" Danny asked with interest.
"After the Mad Dance of the Blood Dragon, the Great Council established the inheritance system where men have priority over women," Aegon said solemnly.
"Eldest nephew, do you know that the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms will only acknowledge your identity if I acknowledge it? No one in the Seven Kingdoms will believe Varys' words.
Sir Clinton and Sister Ashara are upright people, but 'integrity and honor' are not as useful as a rusted sword in the Seven Kingdoms today, "Danny said with a smile.
"You …" Aegon's face paled. He said in shock and anger, "You want to use this method to force me to withdraw from the fight for the Iron Throne?"
"No, no, no." Danny waved her hand. "The rule I set is' the one who ends the Long Night is king '. The goal is to reduce the chaos of war and preserve strength to deal with the Other Ghosts.
If I acknowledge your identity and let you use my declaration to recruit soldiers in the Seven Kingdoms, won't my plan to preserve the vitality of the Seven Kingdoms be ruined?
Also, what will the others think?
Aunt will take down Dragonstone Island, use the oath to numb the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, and then arrange for me to attack the Iron Throne? "
"Aegon, the Long Night is real!" Old Yimont frowned, his voice no longer gentle.
Aegon tugged at his cool silk clothes and said, "Look at the weather in Astapor, it's almost melting people. Does it look like the Long Night is coming?"
"How about this." Danny's eyes flashed, and she suggested, "If you follow my rules and wait for the Long Night to come, Aunt will bring you to kill the Other Ghosts. If we meet the Other Ghost King, I will give you the head and let you become the prophesied child to end the Long Night, becoming the ruler of the Seven Kingdoms.
If you want to do it alone …
You are not my son. I can't control you, and I can't be bothered to. You can do whatever you want, but I won't endorse your actions, and I won't break the oath for you. "
"Which option do you choose?"
"I …" Aegon's lips moved. He struggled for a moment before turning his gaze to his adoptive father, Clinton.
Clinton frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Her Majesty is not wrong. Since you have made a holy oath, you must strictly abide by it. The problem now is whether the Long Night will come or not … "
"Her Majesty trusts all of you. With just one sentence, she recognized Prince Aegon as her nephew, but you don't believe her?" The Centaur maid, Jiqi, said angrily.
Oh, she and Irri both trusted Kalixi.
When Kalixi said that the Long Night was coming, they immediately began to worry. Would the world turn dark after the Long Night? Should they prepare more candles? How cold would the winter be? How much blankets and firewood should they prepare …
Danny's Blood Alliance Guards and Kars also immediately believed her. They began to suggest slaughtering the southern horses that could not withstand the cold, and going to the Horse King City to purchase a batch of northern long-haired horses.
The North and South of the Centaurs were divided by the Dothraki Plains.
Jiqi's question made Clinton and the others feel awkward and ashamed.
"The Long Night is a little too sensational. It's not that we don't trust the Queen, it's just that we find it hard to accept. "Tyrion said something fair.
Ashaya's eyes swept across the dwarf's ugly face, and finally landed on the Dragon Queen's beautiful face. She asked, "If we don't immediately depart for the Westeros, how will Her Majesty arrange for Prince Aegon?"
"Eldest Nephew, what do you know?" Danny asked.
"I …" Aegon swept his gaze across everyone's faces, and said confidently and proudly, "Sir Dukfi taught me martial arts; Sir Clinton taught me the spirit of chivalry and the skills of commanding an army; Haldon is my mentor, he taught me literature, history, mathematics and etiquette; Lemore … Sister Ashaya taught me pious faith and the principles of being a person, she is my spiritual mentor."
Tyrion supported his forehead with his hand, and secretly observed the Dragon Queen's expression with one of his blue eyes.
Hmm, fortunately, she didn't explode in anger, and her eyes didn't become gloomy, just a little calm.
— Varys is really looking for death! Sending Aegon to the Queen, wasn't it to deliberately provoke her, to make her compare her experience with Aegon '?
Tyrion raised his hand, and said with a smile, "Me too, I'll play chess with the prince."
Danny glanced at the dwarf, and said to Little Aegon, "Tomorrow, as the archbishop, I'll confer you the title of Honorary Knight, and then arrange a position for you in Slave Bay."
"Honorary Knight? The Church's armed forces? "Aegon asked excitedly.
He wasn't a knight yet!
"You'll understand when you take the oath tomorrow."
"Just in time, the Allied Army has begun to enter Mataris. I estimate that they will follow the Valleglia Avenue straight to Borash.
They will use the ruins of the Valleglia era as a stronghold, and cooperate with the fleet to launch an attack on Meereen in the east. "
"The war is about to begin, I can arrange for you to go to Meereen, go to the frontlines to gain experience, and master your knowledge."
Aunt Danny kindly made career plans for her nephew.
"Will it be dangerous?" Ashara asked worriedly.
"He doesn't have to participate in the battle, and doesn't have to lead the charge, so he'll definitely be safer than me. Of course, he can also do nothing, and just live in the Great Pyramid, and when the Long Night comes, he'll go to the Great Wall to fight the Other Ghosts … "
At this point, Danny asked curiously, "Nephew, your father also said that you're the Child of Prophecy! What do you think about the Other Ghosts and the Long Night? Do you want to fulfill your duty as the Child of Prophecy, and deal with the Other Ghosts? "
"I'm the Child of Prophecy? I don't know! And I haven't even taken back the Iron Throne, why should I help the Night Watchers fight the Other Ghosts? "Little Aegon said blankly.
"Sigh!" Old Yimont sighed, and turned his head away.
Danny looked at Clinton and asked, "What plans do you have for his future? Tell us, and we can consult each other and try to reach a consensus. "
The wrinkles at the corner of Clinton's eyes deepened, and he sighed. "Her Majesty won't marry Prince Aegon, and doesn't plan to immediately send troops to the Westeros, and the Other Ghosts beyond the Great Wall … This is too different from our original plan."
"What plans did you have, or rather, what did Varys arrange?" Tyrion asked.
He was not trusted by Clinton, and at first, he did not even know the true identities of Aegon and Clinton.
"Her Majesty will marry Prince Aegon, and let the prince become a dragon knight, and …" Clinton hesitantly glanced at the Dragon Queen, Chora, Missandei, Gray Worm, the Centaur maid, and the others, and his expression was very awkward.
"What are we waiting for?" Danny asked with a frown.
"When Slaver's Bay is defeated by the Alliance Army, immediately lead the remaining Unsullied to Pentos, and then use Dragonstone Island as a base to quickly take down the King's Landing," the weathered middle-aged man said awkwardly.
"We won't be defeated by the Alliance Army!" As expected, the officials and generals at Slaver's Bay were filled with righteous indignation.
"Varys and Illyrio don't think that I can defeat the Alliance Army, and that's fine. But if I really fail, how many subordinates will I have left? Can I quickly take down the King's Landing? "Danny asked doubtfully.
"I also have a trump card. Aunt Danny, I didn't come to you empty-handed, "Aegon said proudly.
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