Gregor knelt on the ground, on a carpet whose color was no longer discernible and whose pattern was worn away.
Sitting across from Gregor from a broken table was an old man whose face and gender were indistinct.
A head of messy, gray hair completely obscured the old man's face.
The table was covered with bottles and jars, each labeled with the name of a medicine.
Lord Gavin and Miss Jenny, standing behind Gregor, did not recognize the writing on the bottle. It was a script they had never seen before, similar to the script on Westeros, but completely different.
The room was filled with a strange medicinal smell, which made Jenny, who had studied medicine, frown.
Earl Gavin took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into his nose.
Miss Jenny's carriage was parked outside, with eight Westerling family guards standing watch.
This is a very remote corner of the city.
Not far from the house is a place where the street residents dump their garbage.
Although there is a sewage ditch, it has been filled with garbage and silt because no one has dredged it for a long time.
Thankfully it didn't rain, otherwise there would have been sewage flowing everywhere.
This street is also a street where poor people live.
No matter how many nobles and merchants are in Lannisport, the poor are like rats, they can be found everywhere.
Count Gavin had already vaguely guessed the identity of the old man sitting behind the medicine bottle.
Jenny, who was standing in front of Earl Gavin, turned to look at her father. From Jenny's eyes, Earl Gavin could tell that she might have guessed the old man's identity.
Neither of them was sure.
Lord Gavin had not seen or spoken to the old man for sixteen years. Jenny, on the other hand, had never met the old man since birth; she had only heard stories about him from her mother and uncle's conversations.
"Grandmother!" Gregor said tentatively in a soft voice, "My name is Gregor Clegane, and I have come to see you with my fiancée Jenny Westerling and my father-in-law Gavin Westerling."
Gregor's humble tone surprised Jenny and Earl Gavin. They were both astonished.
They had never seen Gregor so humble and polite. His intimidating arrogance and domineering nature had completely vanished; in front of the tattered old man, he was like a well-behaved child.
Count Gavin wanted to turn and run away, but he forced himself to.
Gregor had an intangible influence on the Earl of Gavin.
The old man sitting across the table was silent, as if he were asleep. Just as Jenny was feeling nauseous from the strange smell in the room, the old man moved.
A withered, bony hand emerged from the robe and picked up a bone spur from the table. The spur was extremely sharp, like a medical needle used by scholars.
The terrifying bony hand moved so fast that neither Earl Gavin nor Jenny could see it clearly before the bone spike pierced Gregor's hand, which was resting on the table.
A drop of blood oozed from the back of Gregor's hand.
Earl Gavin and Miss Jenny both gasped in surprise, but Gregor remained motionless.
The old man slowly withdrew his bony hand, which was gripping the bone spur, the tip of which was stained with Gregor's blood.
The old man brushed aside the messy hair that was hanging over his face with his other hand, revealing a sunken, withered mouth with no teeth. He slowly put the bone spur into his mouth, and his long tongue stuck out and licked the bone spur, wiping away the blood.
"Gregor Clegane," the old man spoke; the voice belonged to an elderly woman.
"Yes, Grandmother," Gregor replied humbly.
"If you go east, you will die in the fire," the old man said.
This statement left Jenny and Earl Gavin completely baffled.
But Gregor was jolted.
He knew what he would encounter if he stayed in Westeros. He had a backup plan to make a fortune by mining gold and then heading east. However, the old man's words suddenly reminded him that there was an even greater enemy on the other side of the Narrow Sea: Daenerys Targaryen, whose luck was as good as if she had cheated.
Daenerys Targaryen was the posthumous daughter of King Aerys Targaryen, the former king to whom Lord Tywin Lannister served for twenty years.
In Aegon's 283, the Mad King Aerys Targaryen was stabbed in the back by his Kingsguard, Jaime Lannister, and the capital and palace fell. Ser Gregor Clegane, the Mountain, and Ser Amory Loch, known as the Scorpion, massacred the palace.
Ser Amory Lodge's sigil was a black scorpion on a red field, and he was as ruthless and cruel as his sigil. He personally murdered Daenerys's niece, Princess Rhaenys, Prince Rhaenys's four-year-old daughter. He stabbed her more than 50 times until the girl was silent.
Afterwards, Lord Tywin Lannister was disgusted by Ser Amory Lodge's behavior, believing that Amory acted without thinking and that the correct approach would have been to coax the child and then use the silk pillow.
Meanwhile, another villain, Gregor, raped and murdered Daenerys's sister-in-law, Princess Elia Martell, and broke into the royal nursery, slamming Daenerys's nephew, Prince Aegon, into the wall.
This is the blood feud between Gregor and Daenerys, and Daenerys is in the East.
Daenerys will rise to become the absolute ruler on the continent across the Narrow Sea. She is the Unburnt, unharmed by fire, for she is of fire herself. She will also possess three dragons, for dragons are also of fire.
The old man made a prophecy: if Gregor Clegane went east, he would die in a fire.
If Gregor believed the old man, he would have to abandon his second plan to escape eastward.
The east is also the area where the worship of the Red God Rahrol spreads. Rahrol is the Red God, the Lord of Light, and the God of Fire and Shadow.
If Gregor hadn't died at the hands of Daenerys Targaryen, he would likely have died at the hands of the Red God's followers. In the free city-state of Volantis lies the largest known Red God Temple in the world. The Red God Temple is home to an armed organization: the Hand of the Holy Fire.
Gregor believed the prophecy.
He believes in the mysticism of this world.
He was an atheist before he traveled through time.
But the will of God does indeed prevail in this world, and dragons will indeed appear. The people of the god of cold will emerge in the North: the White Walkers and wights.
Gregor came specifically to see this old man.
The old woman was a wizard. But she was none other than the Countess of Gavin's grandmother, Miss Jenny's maternal grandmother, from Essos, an eastern continent across the Narrow Sea. She had been brought to Lannister Harbor after marrying a spice merchant in her youth.
In Lannesport, she was known as the Witch.
A spice merchant and a witch had a son who no longer wanted to be a merchant but a nobleman, so he founded a family called Spicer.
Spicer had two children: a son, Rolf Spicer, and a daughter, Sybil Spicer.
Shepherd married Earl Gavin and had a daughter, Jenny Westerling.
Jenny Westerling is now Gregor's fiancée.