Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord

One of the letters was from Lady Olenna. She was sincere in her letter. She mentioned that she had not expected Robert's sudden death at all, and the current situation was undoubtedly a perfect opportunity in her opinion.

She promised that as long as Gavin married Margaery as queen at this moment, the Reach would be able to quickly recruit 50,000 troops at any time to fully support Gavin in seizing the Iron Throne.

Gavin fell into deep thought, and after a moment, he made a decision.

It was not a wise move to end rashly at this time. Although he had already grasped the initiative, King's Landing had now become a powder keg that could explode at any time. All forces were fighting for it. Letting them consume each other's strength was the most appropriate choice.

Once the news of Gavin marrying Margaery spread, Renly of the Stormlands would probably change his original plan and no longer march to King's Landing, which would undoubtedly disrupt his carefully planned chess game.

Gavin slowly put down the letter in his hand, raised his head slightly, and his eyes were cast on Daenerys beside him.

Daenerys is like a blooming flower, beautiful and moving. Her purple eyes are like deep lakes.

Gavin asked softly, "Did Qyburn send back any information?" His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of imperceptible urgency.

Daenerys shook her head gently after hearing this, and her long hair like a silver waterfall swayed slightly with the movement. "Not yet, it's too far to send news from the Stone Steps to here, and there is a lot of delay."

Gavin frowned slightly, and his fingers tapped the table unconsciously, making a rhythmic sound, as if it was a metronome of his inner thoughts. He was thinking about various possibilities and analyzing the possible impact of every subtle change on the situation.

"Do you want to know the situation in the Iron Islands or in Essos?" Daenerys looked at Gavin with a questioning look in her eyes. Her eyes always followed Gavin, as if he was her whole world.

Gavin smiled after hearing this, and that smile was confident and calm, as if everything was under his control. "Balon of the Iron Islands will most likely declare himself king. I just want to see the intelligence to verify it. The intelligence from Essos really needs to be understood. The merchant governors of the free trade cities have always been cunning and never honest."

Looking at Daenerys who frowned slightly, Gavin gently patted her hand.

Continued: "Don't worry, Daenerys, the Iron Throne is there. One day, we will take it back. I guess Tywin Lannister will not fail so easily, and Renly and Robb's march will not be so smooth. This game of power has just begun."

Daenerys nodded gently after hearing this. She leaned in Gavin's arms, feeling his warmth and strength.

Her eyes were full of trust and love. She whispered: "Well, I believe you Gavin. You have brought me back to Dragonstone. I believe you will bring me back to King's Landing sooner or later." In Gavin's arms, Daenerys seemed to have found a safe haven.

On the west side of the Narrow Sea, near the Black Island, the Belleris led five sailing warships and just finished replenishing fresh water.

In the captain's room, the sun shone through the porthole onto the wooden floor, creating a warm glow.

Hassan was leaning over the desk, writing attentively, with the feather pen in his hand occasionally scratching across the paper, making a slight rustling sound.

The clerk on the side stood up straight and reported the situation of blocking the waterway, intercepting merchant ships, and collecting taxes in an orderly manner.

In the past month, the Stepstones Fleet has completely established its position on the Narrow Sea. The fleet's warships sailed majestically on the surface of the Narrow Sea. No merchant ships passing by dared to resist, and even the Lannister Fleet and the White Harbor Fleet previously bypassed them from a distance and were unwilling to contact them.

Gavin's title of "King of the Narrow Sea" is completely worthy of its name. From south to north, all ships sailing on the Narrow Sea have been allowed by the King of the Narrow Sea.

Although Hassan has been very busy during this period, there is a hint of satisfaction and pride on his face.

At this moment, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

The soldier reported at the door: "Sir, there is a man named Davos with his son, claiming to be your friend, and wants to see you."

After hearing this, Hassan put down the pen in his hand, and his thoughts instantly returned to the time when Gavin had just captured the Stepstones.

At that time, the Stepstones and the Royal Fleet had a honeymoon period, and the two sides had worked together to clean up the pirates.

And the people who participated in the cooperation were Hassan and Davos. The two knew each other at that time, appreciated each other, and became friends, but later Gavin's relationship with the Iron Throne deteriorated sharply, and the two sides lost contact.

Thinking of Davos' current situation, since he could come to him, he must have been in trouble. Thinking of this, Hassan decided to meet him.

He said calmly: "Go and invite Sir Davos and his son in, be polite."

Then Hassan asked all the servants and clerks in the captain's room to leave.

After a while, the guards led Davos and his son into the captain's room.

Davos looked very embarrassed, with ragged clothes, messy hair, and a tired and vicissitudes face.

His son followed closely beside him, his eyes full of anxiety and tension.

As soon as Hassan saw Davos, a sincere and happy smile immediately appeared on his face. He strode forward and hugged Davos warmly regardless of his embarrassment. He said: "Long time no see, Sir Davos."

Davos was startled at first, then smiled and responded: "Yes, it's been many years, Commander Hassan, your achievements now are amazing." But there was some bitterness in his smile.

Hassan patted his shoulder and said: "I have a general understanding of your current situation. If you need any help from me this time, just tell me." As he said that, he personally poured a glass of summer red for Davos, and asked Davos' son to sit down and pour a glass as well.

Davos looked at the wine glass in his hand. The red liquid rippled slightly in the transparent wine glass, as if reflecting their complicated fate. Hassan's power and status are no longer the same as before.

As the earliest follower of Gavin and the most trusted subordinate of Gavin, Hassan now controls the world's largest fleet, with a reputation across both sides of the Narrow Sea.

Although he usually kowtows in front of Gavin, if he is outside, even the Grand Lord of Tyrosh has to respectfully call him "Commander" when he sees him. The governors of the free trade cities that rely on sea transportation for survival are also afraid of angering Hassan, and they dare not go out to sea.

Davos drank the summer red in the cup in one gulp, and then said solemnly: "Commander Hassan, considering our past friendship, I hope to ask you for a favor."