Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

 After swallowing three times their own weight in roast meat, Rhaegal and Viserion stopped eating, only Drogon was still eating slowly.

Seeing that the other two dragons no longer competed with him, Drogon didn't know why they ate so little while he was only three-quarters full.

He did not swallow as frantically as he did at the beginning. Instead, he slowly savored the flavor of the barbecue. Unfortunately, it only had the aroma of meat without any seasoning, so it was a bit bland.

He shrugged his nose, walked to the horse's back to find the seasoning, and hooked it with his wings. The little maid jhiqui immediately understood what he meant. He wanted to add more seasoning.

Not only does drogon eat barbecue, but he also adds seasoning like a human? This is unheard of.

Take the seasoning packet, spread honey on the barbecue, sprinkle some salt, pepper and spices, and the aroma will immediately spread, attracting people around who are watching Drogon eating barbecue to come over and have a few bites.

After the seasoning was sprinkled on, Drogon's appetite was whetted, and he ate twice as much as before before stopping. He ate more than Rhaego and Viserion combined.

Not to mention the people around them, even the other two dragons were stunned.

After eating and drinking, drogon vaguely understood why he ate so much. It was all because of his inherited talent - devouring, being able to eat and digest.

In his previous life, he remembered that Drogon was much bigger and more powerful than the other two dragons. Could it be because Drogon had the inherited talent of devouring?

After filling his stomach, Drogon felt alive again and full of energy. As a fire dragon, he was not afraid of the scorching and dry red wasteland at all.

He broke the previous rule of the three dragons taking turns to rest on the shoulders of the Dragon Queen, and refused to return to the cage again. He is now a dragon with wings, not a social animal bound to the bottom of the society in his previous life!

Coming to Daenerys's shoulders, Drogon tried hard to flap his thin wings and exercise their strength, hoping to soar into the sky soon.

As he gradually got used to the once familiar arms turning into wings, he tried to jump off Daenerys' shoulders, scaring her so much that she almost fell down while trying to catch Drogon.

[I did it on purpose! Hehe...]

Seeing Daenerys in a panic, Drogon chuckled in his heart.

Daenerys realized that she had worried for nothing. She felt angry and amused at the same time. Her fear of losing her dragon in the future also dissipated a lot.

He jumped off the shoulders repeatedly to feel the size and direction of the airflow. When he got tired, he stood on the shoulders, stretched his long neck and spewed dragon flames.

Although most of the time only a light smoke was emitted, sometimes there would be a few sparks mixed in, which was a huge improvement for Drogon.

Drogon's jumping up and down brought a lot of vitality to the originally lifeless team. Daenerys, who was gradually recovering her mentality, was even more delighted. She finally didn't have to worry about her little dragon starving to death. What's more, Drogon gave her an unexpected surprise, which made her feel like a little girl who secretly ate candy behind her parents' backs.

But what disappointed her a little was that she could not hear what Rhaegal and Viserion were saying in their hearts.

The other two dragons saw Drogon restlessly and were unwilling to stay in the cage, so they followed Drogon's example and exerted their energy.

After a long day of waiting, Ago, who had gone out to explore the way, came back. However, he did not bring the news that everyone was expecting, which added another layer of shadow to the tired team.

In the evening, Daenerys, leaning drowsily against the tent, saw a blurry figure gradually getting bigger in the distance through the heat waves of the wilderness.

He stood up with difficulty and saw that it was Kovalo who had returned, with several water bags hanging on the horse's back.

"Khaleesi, I saw a beautiful and huge city, Qarth, in the east. It is ruled by the Thirteen Lords, and the elders also received me."

After walking alone in the wilderness for two days, Kovalo was more energetic than when he left.

"Can we go into the city?" Daenerys asked the question that concerned her most.

"They said they would welcome the Mother of Dragons very much." Kovalo said happily as he took off the water bag.

"Have you heard of this place?" Daenerys turned to Jorah.

Jorah frowned slightly and replied: "I only know that not everyone can enter Qarth at will. They have to meet certain conditions."

After hearing what Jorah said, Daenerys looked a little ugly, and then she clenched her fists.

The water bags brought by Kovalo temporarily alleviated the team's water shortage. Coupled with the news he brought, the originally desperate Dothraki people regained their vitality and successfully arrived in Qarth in the afternoon of the next day.

The walls of Qarth are majestic and tall, covered with various exquisite carvings with different contents, and even many vivid scenes of men and women making love.

When Drogon and his companions arrived, thirteen giants were already waiting at the city gate. They had different skin colors and heights, and most of them were dressed gorgeously and looked noble. Only one tall, thin, bald man looked extremely special, with prominent brow bones, deep eye sockets, and blue lips. He reminded Drogon of the aliens in the movies and TV series in his previous life.

In addition to the thirteen giants, there is also a thirty-man gun and shield team responsible for guarding.

Drogon was placed in a cage and covered with a brown linen cloth. Daenerys didn't want the thirteen giants to see the appearance of a real dragon for the time being, so as not to attract their covetousness.

Drogon could only use his wing hook to lift the sackcloth and quietly watch outside. Compared to his silence, the other two little dragons were much more irritable and kept roaring in the cage.

After a day of crazy fun with Drogon, they were extremely reluctant to go back into the cage.

Seeing Daenerys coming, a fat man of medium build walked out from the Qarth team. He wore gold ornaments around his neck, and was fat but elegant.

Seeing the fat man approaching, Daenerys, who looked tired, took a deep breath, straightened her underdeveloped chest and said: "I am Stormborn..."

"Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons, can I meet your little dragon?" Daenerys was interrupted by the fat man before she was halfway through her words.

"May I know your name, sir?" Daenerys asked with a forced smile even though the introduction was interrupted.

"I am just a humble spice merchant, not a great man, and my name is too long for foreigners to remember."

"My team and I have crossed the Red Wasteland. Can we enter the city to replenish water and food?"

"Mother of Dragons, my friend and I have never seen a dragon. Can you let us see one?"

[I really want to give that fat face two claws! ]

Hearing that Dragon Queen's words were interrupted again, Drogon couldn't help but say in his heart.

Daenerys was about to reply when she heard Drogon's thoughts. She couldn't help but look back and saw Drogon holding up the sackcloth and looking out. When he saw her looking at him, he quickly let down the curtain.

Seeing Drogon's sneaky look, Daenerys wanted to laugh, and the anger aroused by the spice merchant subsided.

Even if they don't let me in, I still have dragons and Drogon. I can even cross the Red Waste. What do I have to fear? As long as I give the little dragons time to grow, I can make them succumb to the dragon flame.

To encourage herself, Daenerys smiled and said, "As long as you let me in, I will see the dragon one day. Are you going to reject the friendship from the Mother of Dragons?"