After Ricca Lacron was engulfed in flames, news of the Dragonlords landing in the Disputed Lands spread throughout the Disputed Lands at a speed unimaginable to mortals.
Just as Benjicot Blackwood and the others had anticipated, the warlords, who had already begun to communicate because the Iron Throne had not kept any secrets, had started trying to form an alliance. They had also contacted the mercenary groups in the Myr Plateau and the Myr-Rhoynar Mountains, and even the city-state of Myr itself, hoping to form an alliance large enough to counter King Daeron.
Some warlords even sent envoys to Volantis.
This was intelligence Daenerys learned from her brother after she returned to Dragon Nest City.
Rhaegor's narrow office hall.
Daenerys paced in front of her brother, looking anxious. She was worried.
"His Majesty's fighting style is suited for a quick victory," Rhaegor said calmly, holding a quill. "Calm down, Daenerys. Being so flustered isn't like you."
The eldest of the brothers smiled, closed the book open before him, and lightly tapped the table with his quill. "Among us brothers, you are the most steady. Why are you as flustered as Jacaerys today?"
"It's all because the King's plan didn't achieve the desired effect," Serena's voice came from outside the door. Dragonzel's second daughter, the valiant Serena, entered with her husband, Orion. "Brother, if Father agrees, I will take Orion to support His Majesty the King." She looked at Daenerys, her face eager. "Eight dragons, there's nothing eight dragons can't solve."
"Are you serious?" Rhaegor tapped his head helplessly. "Didn't Father's meaning come across clearly? Uncle Ray wouldn't allow Orion to participate in this war, which only yields benefits if one perseveres to the end."
"Of course I'm not serious," Serena chuckled. "Big Brother, you still can't joke like when you were little." Although Serena, now a mother, was still the "Light of the Borderlands" renowned throughout the world for her beauty, she was no longer as lively as she was in her childhood.
Rhaegor smiled helplessly. "Alright, alright, I knew it."
"Alright, let's talk business, Daenerys," Serena finally became serious. "Tell me honestly, after hearing the current intelligence Big Brother shared, what do you think of His Majesty's expedition?"
"He is unprepared, but he will succeed," Daenerys said without hesitation. "He will defeat all the warlords, mercenaries, tyrants, and mayors who dare to oppose him, and bring this land into his possession."
Serena and Rhaegor exchanged glances, while Orion behind them pondered for a while in confusion before realizing the hidden meaning of Daenerys's words.
"I see," Rhaegor sighed deeply.
He clearly understood his brother's words: Daeron would defeat all his enemies, relying on dragons and elite troops. However, what was won on the battlefield was not everything. Dragonzel's methods for integrating the Borderlands, North Dorne, and the South Riverlands were not just dragons, but also mature Silver Blood Army Manors, resident maesters, immigrants, local nobles, and so on.
As for Daeron...
Time would tell him things the battlefield would not.
"Daenerys, take this intelligence to the King," Rhaegor handed the book in his hand to his brother. "Although such detailed intelligence is no longer very meaningful when the enemy is forming an alliance, having it is better than not having it."
What Rhaegor didn't say was...
In front of dragons, open-field battles are worthless; no matter how many people, it's just sending them to their deaths.
So he was not at all worried about Daeron's achievements on the battlefield.
"Understood," Daenerys nodded and turned to leave, while Serena sat strangely on Rhaegor's desk. "What exactly is Father thinking?"
"Father doesn't care about this issue; he only cares about the North and his children," Rhaegor looked at his sister helplessly.
What to do? Spoil them, of course. After all, the girls in the family are all well taken care of.
"Oh, by the way, Serena, if you have time, you can go and take a look near Harrenhal, and visit Samantha for me."
Speaking of Samantha, Rhaegor's expression also darkened. Although Aegon II's children were all relatively obedient, they each had their own ideas. Daeron and Rhaegar had grown up and gone to battle. Rhaenyra married Prince Aegon, but Prince Aegon did not love her, only respected her. The depressed Rhaenyra was long melancholic, and to make her sister happy, Diana and Ilena often went to Oldtown to visit and accompany her. Only the young Baelor could stay with his mother for a long time.
"Of course I will visit my sister," Serena also sighed with a bit of melancholy. "But why go to Harrenhal?"
"This is something from a long time ago," Rhaegor put down his quill with some dissatisfaction. "Someone owes Father a debt. They agreed to pay it back over fifteen years, but fifteen years have passed, and the second fifteen years are almost over, and our recompense has not arrived, Serena, do you think that's reasonable?"
"Someone actually owes Father a debt and hasn't paid it back?" Serena immediately laughed happily. "Good, I'll go chase... Wait, how do I chase?"
"They'll know when you appear near Harrenhal riding Sarafasas. If no one contacts you," Rhaegor also smiled, "then go directly to the Isle of Faces."
Serena immediately understood what that recompense meant, and pouted with some dissatisfaction. After all, after witnessing Dragonzel's magic, all other magic in this world seemed uninteresting.
At this moment.
At the top of Silver Blood Tower, in Dragonzel's room.
The children were crawling all over the floor in this huge room.
Igor was gnawing on his fingers, looking resentfully at his mischievously smiling sister, Daenerys.
"Daenerys, if you bully me again, I'll tell Grandma and Grandpa," little Igor said tearfully, pointing at his sister who had snatched his wooden sword. Daenerys smiled, squatted down after a few sword flourishes, and pulled out a book and a dragon-shaped doll from her person.
"Alright, alright, little Igor, how about big sister trades these two with you?"
Igor's expression stiffened. As a child who had just celebrated his fifth naming day, he couldn't control his expressions, and Daenerys quickly saw the speechlessness in her brother's eyes.
"That book is Sebastian's, and that statue is Damion's, big sister. You need to show some sincerity if you want to trade," Igor said in a childish voice.
Daenerys shrugged indifferently. "Then what do you suggest?"
"Uncle Legan is going to tame dragons. Can you take me to see, good sister?" little Igor smiled slyly, extending his chubby little hand to cling to his sister.
Daenerys's face stiffened. She suddenly realized what her brother wanted to do.
These young children were not allowed to watch family members' dragon-taming process up close, because the Varezes bloodline's dragon-taming was quite wild. So, for safety, unless a dragon knight was supervising, children were not allowed to approach. But now that Daenerys and Jacaerys were not here, the only dragon knight who could supervise them was...
"You naughty Igor, you want me to willingly take punishment, don't you?"
Daenerys picked up her brother in exasperation, wanting to pinch him but couldn't bring herself to, so she could only glare fiercely at her brother who was making a face.
Little Igor stuck out his tongue. "Doesn't big sister want to see?"
Daenerys gritted her teeth and said, "I do."
"There, see? You're such a silly sister," little Igor said, gesticulating wildly. "Anyway, Father knows we're just playing, and he won't punish big sister much. It's a good deal."
Daenerys glanced at her brother in her arms. "You can write now, right?"
"Yes, no, no," Igor said in horror. "Big sister, I'm only five. Big sister, what are you trying to do? Big sister, no!"
Daenerys cackled eerily, carrying her brother towards the hall where her father worked.
"Grandpa, help!"
Dragonzel squinted, basking in the sun. He looked sideways at Daenerys, who was carrying her wailing brother as she walked out, and suddenly smiled.
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