Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 486 The Upright Cousin

"What, you call me cousin, the son of Rhaegar and Ilia? You are not a liar, are you?"

The honest-looking Quentin looked suspiciously at the attentive silver-haired man in front of him, and spoke his mind very frankly.

The joy of meeting a loved one on Aegon's face was like the spring water in the cold wind of a long night, which quickly solidified, cracked, and fell off layer by layer, leaving only shame and embarrassment.

If it weren't for Aegon's reminder, the Dragon Queen would have almost forgotten about Quentin and his party in the quarantine area - there are small boats delivering food there regularly.

Gray plague virus is mutated from greyscale virus. According to modern medical analysis, since the two viruses are different, the specific medicines should also be different.

But this is a fantasy world. The reason why the two diseases are terrible is that the virus has a high energy level and is almost impossible to kill.

Gray blight is a mutated gray scale disease. The two viruses are different, and the level may not have changed.

Therefore, the medicine that treats greyscale is also useful for gray blight.

After staying on the desolate rocky beach 50 kilometers west of Astapor for more than half a month, Quentin finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

Originally, he and his little friend were wondering: I have recovered from my illness, why hasn't the queen come to pick me up?

Then someone came to pick up the three of them.

When I came to the Queen's Great Pyramid, before I had time to salute the Queen, a young man rushed over, excitedly held his hand, and called "cousin" affectionately.

Aegon let go of the black-haired young man's right hand, took two steps back, and said dryly, "I am really Aegon, my father is Prince Rhaegar, and my mother is your aunt Princess Elia. I am not dead, Lord Varys saved me "

"It's so fantastic, it's unbelievable." The young man who looked like an iron pillar rubbed his big bald head and shook it vigorously.

Huang Mao also muttered: "Who would believe what Varys said? Besides, he didn't even know Prince Lang."

Aegon's face turned blue and red, and he swore inwardly that he would become a dragon knight, and his words would be most convincing only when he was riding on the back of a dragon.

——When Dahei comes back from a business trip, I will work harder and try to communicate with him every night, trying to become his dragon knight.

Well, since Dahei understands human nature and can speak human language, can you impress him by being miserable?

For example, talk more about my current miserable situation - even my cousin doesn't recognize me, isn't that miserable enough?

Maybe Dahei will sympathize with me, and then

he thought.

After Aegon set his target on Big Black, he persevered, waiting for Big Black to sleep on the fence every night, spending an hour or two with him.

Because he knew that Dahei could understand human speech, he kept saying things like "I am the real dragon", "I am the son of Rhaegar and Elia", "I am one of the three heads in the prophecy".

For his completely useless behavior, Dani did not stop him at all, and was even happy to see it succeed.

But Aegon was not stupid. Now that he found that the "prophecy of the three heads" was useless, he planned to change his path.

Uh, sell poorly?

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with this man?" Cousin Quentyn's words interrupted Aegon's reverie.

"He's pretending to be my aunt's child, don't be fooled by him. Any sane person knows that if Varys rescues my aunt's child, he will definitely notify my father!" Quentin persuaded solemnly.

Dany wanted to nod her head in agreement. The Dorne prince looked simple and honest, but he was not stupid at all.

Aegon was about to vomit blood.

"Aunt Dani, tell him." He said with a dark face.

Dany didn't bother to say, and winked at Tyrion next to her.

Well, after Clinton healed his right hand, he officially became Dany's military adviser to the Western Expeditionary Army, and also served as the commander of the cavalry, roughly performing the duties of Barristan when he was still there.

——The former Hand of the King, who once fought with Robert (Robert Six), and who was once the reserve head of the Golden Company, Clinton definitely has this ability.

Now he is very busy, busy helping the queen to organize the army, busy training cavalry officers.

Duck Duckfield Knight also joined the cavalry regiment and became the captain of Clinton's personal guard.

After the Green Maiden subdued, Lemore became the Archbishop of the Church of the Seven Gods in Meereen, and went to Meereen a long time ago.

Even Halton, 'Scholar Race', became Clinton's clerk.

That's Aegon, still at home, doing nothing.

"Prince Quentyn, Prince Aegon is probably really your cousin," said Tyrion.

"Probably? Little devil, what do you mean by probably?" Aegon's face changed, and he asked loudly.

He couldn't help being excited when it came to issues of principle.

"I said something wrong."

The little devil patted himself on the mouth: I want you to speak the truth!

"Prince Aegon is your cousin," he repeated.

"Little devil, you are a kinslayer, a fatherslayer, and a kingslayer, your words are unbelievable!" Quentin said frankly.

"See?" Tyrion poked the three-headed dragon emblem on his chest with his right thumb, "You always know this, right? The queen's second-rank officials are eligible to participate in the imperial council.

No matter what I have done before, I am now the Queen's most trusted minister. "

"Okay," Dany waved her hand, interrupting the nonsense of several people, "Prince Quentin, let me introduce your companions first!"

It would be fine if Quentin's two companions were ordinary guards, there was no need for introduction or acquaintance.

But from their attitude towards Quentin, it is obvious that both of them are nobles.

Nobles must treat each other with courtesy, which is the tradition of this world.

"Sorry, sorry."

Quentin bowed to the queen before pointing to the handsome and proud yellow-haired young man, "Garys Dingwater of the Dorn Dingwater family, my close friend."

"I've seen Your Majesty, you are more charming than the violets in the water garden!" the yellow-haired Garris bowed and smiled lightly.

"Hello, Sir Garys."

"My adoptive father's nephew, Archibald Yronwood." Quentin introduced the bald young man who looked like a pillar.

"Your Majesty, my hammer is willing to serve you." Brother Tie Zhu said holding up the hammer.

"Hello, Sir Archibald."

After getting to know each other formally, Dani brought them from the solemn and solemn hall to the warm and comfortable living room, where the host and guest sat down, and the maid served tea.

"Aegon's identity is guaranteed by Sir Clinton and Lady Ashara. You should trust them."

Dany did not directly endorse Aegon, but only told the story of Aegon and his party coming to Astapor.

"Dorne has always sided with Targaryen in the War of the Usurper. My father is cautious. If Varys finds out his identity as Prince Aegon, he will never reveal it. This is very unreasonable." Quentin still shook his head. .

Aegon's face darkened completely.

He always remembered Tyrion's words: Don't keep thinking about prying your aunt's corner, even if she recognizes your priority of inheritance, the vassal's vassal is not your vassal, let alone she is not your vassal.

Only Donne is your truly reliable ally!

That's why he has been paying attention to Cousin Quentin's condition, and as soon as they recover, he will immediately find his aunt

If I had known this would be the result, I might as well let them continue to suffer in the deserted rocky beach!

"Your Majesty, did you know about Prince Aegon?" Quentin asked.

"I don't know." Danny said.

"Of course, the less people know about this kind of thing, the better." Aegon blushed and argued.

Quentin stared into Aegon's eyes and said, "Your Highness, don't mind if I speak straight. Think about it, my father and Queen Daenerys are your closest relatives, and they don't even know about it. Is it reasonable?"

"Is it reasonable? Find Varys in the future and ask him! Prince Quentyn, why do you come to Slaver's Bay first?" Tyrion asked curiously.

"I" hesitated for a moment, and Quentin took out a kraft paper bag folded into a square from his pocket.

Carefully tore it apart, solemnly pulled out a piece of parchment, stood up and came to Dani, and the honest young man handed over the paper with a blushing face.

"what?"

The little devil's neck was stretched out, but he still couldn't see anything.

The Dragon Queen stared at the parchment with her brows fixed, her face as beautiful as Yuexia exuded an aura that no one should enter.

Quentin squeezed his sweaty palms, and said in a low voice: "This is 15 years ago. My uncle, Prince Oberyn Martell, sneaked into Braavos. Under the witness of Sea King Ferrego, he met William... Ser Darry signed a contract."

"Which William Darry?"

Tyrion just asked a question, but he immediately reacted and exclaimed: "William Darry of Darry City? The seven hells, my father really guessed right."

Dany closed the contract and asked curiously, "What did Lord Tywin say?"

"Auntie, what's written in the contract?" Aegon asked eagerly, looking at the parchment.

"See for yourself." Dany handed him the parchment.

"On the matter of Princess Elia, many people said that Lang Martell was weak and incompetent. Only my father believed that he had a deep mind and would not give up easily.

Therefore, he actually does not attach importance to the alliance with Donne, because the two parties will never be able to truly form an alliance. "Tyrion said with a complicated look.

He still remembers that night, when he lost his nose and the seat of the King's Hand, he vented to his father: I have done merit for Lannister and bled for Joffrey's Iron Throne, you can't do this to me

When he described his achievements, the first one was to use the marriage between Myrcella and Tristan (Quentin's younger brother) to win the Dornish people to support the Iron Throne.

Then Tai Wen sneered: The living lion will never be forgiven by the dead cripple (Dao Lang).

"Viserys is dead," Aegon said, frowning, holding up the contract. "According to this contract, Viserys Targaryen will marry Arianne Martell. In return, when he lands in Viserys Dorne will support Stroll fully as he retakes the Iron Throne."

"Viserys is dead, and this sacred contract is void. Quentin, why are you showing us this?"

Now, Aegon stopped licking his cheek and calling him cousin.

"Could it be?" Tyrion looked at the blushing Quentin, then at the beautiful Dragon Queen, and said with a strange smile: "The second brother can't marry the eldest sister, so let the younger brother of the eldest sister marry the younger sister of the second brother, Daolang That cripple has a good idea!"

"Bastard, how dare you insult my father!?" Quentin was furious, and stood up to pull Tyrion's hair.

"I apologize! Boy, don't be rude in front of the queen." Tyrion shrank his neck and shouted in embarrassment.

Quentin glanced at the queen and sat back in his seat angrily.

"It's okay, don't worry about me." Dani smiled lightly.

"I apologize," Tyrion apologized again, "'dead cripple' is what my dead father said, and I accidentally slipped my tongue just now when I was reminiscing about my late father."

"However, I didn't guess wrong, right?" He looked at Prince Dorne and asked with a smile.

"That's right, that's what my father meant. As a continuation of this contract, Dorne will still support you on the Iron Throne by marrying Your Majesty. Your Majesty Daenerys, what do you think?"

Quentin clenched his fists by his side, drips of sweat appeared on his forehead. Although his voice was trembling, his tone was still so sincere.

"I object!"

(End of this chapter)