Chapter 65 I Want to Be a Shaman
"Ah, Your Majesty, you also know the traditions of your homeland!" Jordan Snow was not embarrassed when Dany discovered his illegitimate identity. He smiled and said, "I am a Snow, a northerner. There are three major ports in Westeros. The capital King's Landing is the largest and most prosperous, Oldtown in the south is the second, and White Harbor in the north is the third.
In fact, I serve Earl Manderly of White Harbor, and the Earl has 30% of the shares in the Ginkgo Maiden."
"Are you the illegitimate child of that fat eel?" Whitebeard exclaimed.
Jordan Snow was a little embarrassed now, and his horse face flushed and said, "I don't have the honor to be the illegitimate child of the Earl."
"When are you going back?" Dany didn't want to embarrass him more, so she changed the subject.
"About two months later." Jordan thought for a moment and said, "This time I came out mainly to buy a batch of oriental spices. The price of spices here in Qarth is still a bit high. Maybe I will go to the Jade Sea."
"Did you know that Eddard Stark was imprisoned by Joffrey and Robb Stark led his troops south?" she asked again.
"Really?" Jordan was startled and shouted hurriedly, "When I left White Harbor, it was more than a year ago. Along the way, I sold goods to Lys, Volantis, and Meereen. It took a long time.
What about King Robert? He and Duke Stark grew up together and were good friends."
"It's the usurper!" Jorah reminded him coldly, "The usurper is dead and was murdered by Cersei."
"Why?" Jordan was at a loss.
"Joffrey, Myrcella and Tommen are actually the illegitimate children of Cersei and Jaime. Eddard Stark discovered this." Jorah said.
In fact, he was not sure whether this rumor was true or not.
"Jordan Snow." Dany thought for a moment and decided to act cool, saying, "You know I've been to the wizard's Hall of the Undying, right?"
"I heard your dragons burned the Undying to death." The bastard's eyes flickered.
"That's not the point." Dany waved her hand, leaned forward, and lowered her voice, "I saw a prophecy there, about Robb Stark."
"Uh," Horse-faced Jordan looked stunned, with a blank expression on his face, as if to say, "What are you talking about?"
"Did you really see Robb Stark's prophecy? What happened to him?" Jorah asked hurriedly.
Ever since Dany described Rhaegar's appearance in detail, he began to doubt the prophecy she saw.
Seeing Whitebeard also listening attentively, Dany lowered her throat and said in a low voice: "He was beheaded and a gray wolf's head was sewn on his neck."
"Hiss--" Jorah was horrified, "Who killed him? What about the others? What happened to the vassals he brought to the south?"
"In a huge wooden house, corpses were piled all over the floor. They seemed to be attending a dinner party and were suddenly rushed out by enemies. No." Dany carefully recalled the scene she saw that day, "They seemed to have no defense against danger before they died. Robb was sitting at the dining table with a leg of lamb in his hand."
"Impossible!" Jorah, Jordan and Whitebeard said in unison.
Through the scene described by Dany, they almost immediately understood what happened: someone violated the guest etiquette and murdered his guests when entertaining Robb and his vassals.
Dany shrugged, "I'm not lying. In fact, I wonder why I saw the prophecy of the Stark boy?"
Whitebeard seemed to have found a flaw and asked, "Since it's a wolf's head, how do you know his identity? You haven't even seen Robb Stark himself."
Dany rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "I haven't seen the man, don't I know the emblems of the seven dukes? The red dragon with a black background of Targaryen, the crowned stag of the usurper, the rose of the tower, the spear of Dorne, the trout of Tully, the Hydra of Greyjoy--"
"It's a sea monster!" Whitebeard corrected.
Dany waved her hand with a lonely expression and said, "You don't understand, that's the Hydra!"
Whitebeard didn't refute it now. You are a princess. If you say it's a Hydra, then it's a Hydra.
"Lannister's lion, Arryn's blue eagle, and Stark's grey direwolf, is that all right?" Seeing everyone nodding gently below, Dany sighed, "I can't possibly ignore such a large direwolf banner."
"Maybe Eddard Stark," said Whitebeard. "
That's a young man with a crown on his head."
"Then do you know who killed them?" Jordan Snow asked nervously.
Dany shrugged, "I don't know, that wolf head is alive, looking at me with a pair of eyes full of resentment and accusation, I was scared and ran away immediately."
"If it really happens, a king dies in a guest's home, this kind of morally corrupt and evil thing can only be corrected by you. This is a symbol that the people of the Seven Kingdoms are looking forward to your return day and night!" Whitebeard said passionately.
Old man, you think a lot, and it's so beautiful!
"He's wearing the crown, and he still expects the queen to help him get justice?" Jorah complained. Wearing the crown means that Robb has established himself as king.
"Let me ask Black Diamond to draw the picture. He and I have watched the scene together. You can take it to Little Stark.
Although Eddard Stark committed a heinous crime and conspired with the usurper to murder his own king, the sacred rights of guests must not be violated - even if Robb Stark is my enemy."
Dany spoke righteously and passionately, and Whitebeard was very excited: he finally met a wise, upright, benevolent, fair and selfless monarch!
He wanted to confess his identity to Her Majesty the Queen immediately.
Then, under the stunned gaze of Belwas, Whitebeard, Blackbeard, Jordan Snow and others, the big black claw dipped in ink and "swish" painted a gloomy and terrifying feast of death.
"This is..." Jorah looked at the scene on the screen and thought hard, "I must have been to this place! This wooden hall is so familiar, but I can't remember it."
"Twin Towers! Frey!" Whitebeard Astan's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he said word by word: "Late Frey, this is the reception room of the Marquis Frey's house in Luanhe City!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Jorah was reminded by Whitebeard and immediately realized, "It's a long hall with two-story platforms on both sides of the hall, which are specially arranged for the band."
"Seven layers of hell!" He slapped his head suddenly and almost wailed, "Maggie and the others are dead. In addition to the band, the platform is also an excellent place to ambush crossbowmen.
I have said it long ago that Robb Stark is too young and inexperienced. He is far less shrewd than Tywin and other southern lords. Sooner or later, he will kill everyone."
Belvos, who had been silent, grinned and said lightly: "The dragon painting is indeed eye-opening, but no one can be sure whether it is a prophecy or an illusion. There is no need for everyone to be so excited."
"You don't understand. Her Royal Highness and Black Diamond have never been to Westeros, let alone met Robb Stark - indeed, it was that boy. Even I almost forgot about the Twin Towers of the Frey family."
Jorah shook his head repeatedly, his expression sad. Among those bodies falling to the ground, there must be his family members. Who else is left on Bear Island with his aunt and cousin?
"Quickly inform the Stark family of this matter. Stark can be judged, but he cannot be killed like this." Whitebeard said to Jordan Snow.
"I will do it as soon as possible." Jordan Snow promised solemnly.
When Jordan left with "The Last Supper of the Young Wolf", Jorah hesitated and asked: "Princess, what other prophecies did you see?"
"A lot of messy, what about the third son, the bride of fire, the killer of lies, the Bronn flying on the flag-"
"Bronn?" Jorah was puzzled.
"Don't ask me, I don't know what it means." Dany shook her head and continued: "I also saw the Iron Throne, the conversation between my father Aerys and the Prime Minister."
After a moment of silence, she sighed: "He deserves to die."
"Who?"
"My father."
"What?!" Everyone was shocked. They never thought that she would say such a rebellious thing.
Dany narrowed her eyes, stared at Whitebeard, and asked, "I'm sure you know a lot of royal secrets, so, do you know that my father is going to burn King's Landing with wildfire?"
"This is impossible!" Whitebeard blurted out, and then he said anxiously: "He is the king, King's Landing is the capital, and the people of King's Landing are all his subjects. Why would he destroy the city?"
"It's possible!" Jorah lowered his eyes and said, "What if King's Landing will no longer belong to him?"
"This majesty may only have this intention, but there is no chance to implement it." Whitebeard said with difficulty.
"Maybe." Dany nodded and said, "I also saw countless people shouting 'Misha' to me."
"Uh" Everyone was stunned on the spot.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. The immortals were indeed burned to death by dragons. They planned to extract my life and blood. Showing me the prophecy was just to meet the conditions for performing witchcraft: equivalent exchange, or, you must pay a price to get something?" Dany shrugged, she was not sure if she was thinking correctly.
During lunch, Dany was assassinated.
Uh, the assassination was unsuccessful.
It was lunchtime, and Dany invited the Braavos captain to have lunch together. After lunch, a sailor came to report that Zarro had sent someone to give a gift to the Mother of Dragons.
Dany was so surprised that she immediately ordered the gift-giver to come over. The person who came was a middle-aged man from Qarth dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a neat appearance, good manners, and a calm demeanor.
"I am the eighth steward under Lord Xaro. Hashim, who often deals with you, is the first steward. He is responsible for managing the Lord's mansion in Qarth, and I help the Lord manage the warehouse in the dock area."
Dany nodded. She remembered that Zarro had boasted to her: The number and quality of my servants are not inferior to any king in the world. There are 30 stewards who manage them alone. My star of heaven, marry me, I have the ability to make you live like that disgusting gay queen!
Dany frowned and asked in confusion, "I've already left, why did Lord Xaro suddenly think of giving me a gift?"
Butler No. 8 showed a smile of shame, "The 'yellow jacket' you gave to the master today is extremely noble and gorgeous. He knows that you like oriental jade, so he asked me to find a pair of top-quality jade in the warehouse and send it to you."
As he said this, he held his hands in front of him, revealing an exquisitely crafted wooden box, with an emerald top cover inlaid with jasper and chalcedony, and a purple wooden box with shiny gold edges.
"Hiss--"
Dahei suddenly let go of the burnt cow leg bone in his mouth, poked his head out, and stared at the box without blinking
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