Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

Daenerys had already learned from Xaro that he had more than eighty ships, but her men were too few and they were all Dothraki. Not to mention driving a ship, even riding a ship would cost them half their lives.

The captives and dock workers who did not have time to escape could drive a maximum of five ships, but this already made Daenerys very satisfied. Besides, the royal family and the eleven lords would not allow her to take away all the ships.

The women, children and young children were taken to their own ship, and the Dothraki warriors were distributed on the other four ships to supervise the captives. However, it was only symbolic supervision. The captives who had seen the dragon flames could not go anywhere in the vast ocean.

As the world's largest port city and cargo distribution center, Qarth gathers precious specialties from all over the world.

After storing enough food and water, Jorah led everyone to use the gold coins looted from Xaro to buy pepper, zebra skin, sour grass and other specialties of Qarth. As long as they could be successfully transported to other places, they could make a fortune.

After the cargo was loaded onto the ship, the five large ships set sail smoothly. Only when they watched the dock gradually moving away did Daenerys and Jorah truly breathe a sigh of relief.

The Dothraki, on the other hand, looked terrified, as if the ship was carrying them to hell, and they looked ready to die.

After the ship started moving, they vomited continuously. Even the bravest Blood Guards were tortured to the point of being exhausted. They would rather duel and be killed at this time.

"They are all for me." Looking at the Dothraki people staggering, Daenerys did not have a trace of ridicule, but was more deeply aware of the responsibility she was carrying.

They left their hometown and walked through poisonous water to follow her on an unknown journey. I must protect them.

"hiss!"

Flying between the blue sea and clear sky, drogon felt more relaxed than ever before. The sky is where dragons belong.

Sometimes he soared into the sky, sometimes he dived into the sea to catch fish, and he had a lot of fun.

He circled the five large ships several times before standing on the guardrail to rest.

"Khaleesi, what's in the Hall of the Undying?" Finally having some free time, Jorah asked Daenerys curiously. He didn't understand why the wizard Baya insisted on letting her go.

"We got one thing wrong before. What Xaro wanted was the dragon, not me, and what the wizard Haiya wanted was me, not the dragon."

"you?"

"Yes, if it weren't for Drogon I would be dead now." Daenerys said, caressing Drogon's soft neck.

"I also experienced various visions in there. I saw the Iron Throne covered with ashes, I saw Drogo and my son, and I saw Ser William who rescued me from Dragonstone."

"I saw a feast of dead bodies with broken heads scattered all over the ground. There was a man with a wolf's head and a human body, which was very strange."

[Did the Dragon Queen foresee the Red Wedding?] Drogon guessed after hearing what Daenerys said.

"Red Wedding?" Hearing Drogon's inner voice, Daenerys didn't know what it was. A wolf's head? Was it referring to the Stark wolf family? Was it a red wedding they held for others or was it someone else's trick?

However, she didn't care about the life or death of the usurper's lackeys. The more intense the fight, the better.

Then she added: "I also saw my brother Rhaegar. It should be him. He looks very much like his brother Viserion. He is holding a baby. He said his name is Aegon Targaryen, the prince in the legend."

"Wasn't the little prince thrown to death by the Magic Mountain?"

"It should be him, but it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet them."

[That's your Prince Charming! ]

"Huh?" Daenerys couldn't help but look up in surprise at Drogon, who was standing on the fence and was much taller than her.

"Didn't you say before that my prince charming hasn't appeared yet? But Aegon has been thrown to death! Could it be that he didn't die, but was rescued by someone?"

Daenerys thought as she looked at Drogon. She forgot for a moment that she couldn't let Drogon know that she could eavesdrop on their thoughts.

[Why are you staring at me? Why don't you continue?] Drogon tilted his head and looked at the Dragon Queen. He was also curious about what she encountered in there, to verify whether he was really shot to death by arrows.

Seeing Drogon staring at her, Daenerys realized that looking at Drogon like that would easily arouse his suspicion. He was so smart, if he found out that she had been eavesdropping on his thoughts, he would definitely be on guard, and then she would probably never be able to hear him again.

"Drogon seems to have grown up a lot!"

Daenerys said as she touched Drogon's neck and body.

Originally this was just a self-covering remark, but after she said it she discovered that Drogon had really grown a lot bigger, and the scales on his body were darker and shinier than before. Coupled with his scarlet wings and skin texture, the whole dragon exuded beauty in its ferociousness, yet was still majestic and domineering.

"It's getting more and more beautiful!" Daenerys couldn't help but admire.

[I've been discovered, hahaha…] Drogon laughed triumphantly in his heart.

After absorbing the mysterious light spots, the main improvements were to physical strength and magic power. The body shape didn't change much, but the appearance did become more beautiful.

Daenerys: "!!! Still a little dragon..."

Nothing unusual was found, and Daenerys continued to recount her experiences.

"The Immortals say that I am the son of three, destined to ignite three flames in my lifetime, one for life, one for death, and one for love."

"Destined to ride three horses, one for bed, one for terror, and one for love; destined to experience three betrayals, one for blood, one for money, and one for love."

"The flame of 'life' should be the fire of the birth of the little dragon, and I wonder if 'death' refers to the dragon flame..." What Daenerys is most concerned about is the three betrayals.

"Mili's betrayal is blood, and wealth is Doreah? What is love?"

Hearing this, Drogon looked at Jorah: [Ser Jorah doesn't seem to have anything to say. ]

Hearing Daenerys analyzing the three betrayals, Jorah turned his head away uncomfortably, but happened to meet Drogon's eyes, which were as deep and wise as a blazing dragon's eyes.

Jorah felt as if he was seen through, and he didn't understand how a little dragon could have such a look in his eyes.

Jorah?

Could it be Jorah? But how could that be possible? He had accompanied me all the way with all his heart and soul, and even saved me from the poisoned wine. If he had betrayed me, I would have died several times earlier.

But if it wasn't him, could it be related to him or did he know who betrayed him? He glanced at Qiao La who looked unnatural, and there was indeed a problem.

But since he didn't say it, it would be difficult for Daenerys to ask now. She is no longer the ignorant little girl. Jorah is devoted to him, and blind suspicion will definitely affect his loyalty to her. She will have to be more careful in the future.

Regarding Daenerys' betrayal of love, Drogon of course knew that she was talking about Jon, but he didn't know how to comment on it.

The Queen of Dragons was furious and burned down King's Landing, but she also wanted to continue the cause of unification and might even kill Jon's sister and brother. Given Jon's compassionate character and family ties, it was reasonable for him to make such a decision, and he was in great pain.

[Alas... we can't let Dragon Mother go down the same old path again! ] Drogon sighed inwardly.