Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King
Chapter 349: scheduled

  Chapter 349 Schedule

  The roars of Viserion and Rhaego still echoed in the deep pit, but they seemed very far away in Daenerys' ears.

  She wrapped her arms around Samwell, clinging to him, breathing his smell, feeling the temperature of his body, and indulging in his kiss.

   After a long time, the two separated.

  Daenerys was still huddled in the man's arms, raised her head and said:

   "Hizdahr zo Lorakh wants me to marry him."

"who?"

   "My lord, mighty and powerful in Meereen."

   "Will you marry a slave owner?"

  Daenerys pouted, seemingly dissatisfied with the man's answer, and said again:

   "Prince Quentin Martell of Dorne also wants to marry me."

   "Quentin Martell also came to Meereen?" Samwell thought thoughtfully.

  Daenerys snorted softly: "Jorah Mormont has long wanted to marry me."

  Samwell laughed loudly, he had already understood what Daenerys meant when she said these words, but he just deliberately didn’t answer:

   "The Dragon Queen is very popular. I also met Xaro Xhoan Daxos, one of the thirteen giants of Qarth, in Astapor. I heard that he proposed to you fifty times."

   "Fifty times? Maybe more. Xaro is a shameless businessman who thinks marriage can be bargained." Daenerys stared into the man's eyes, and finally couldn't help asking, "Who do you want me to marry?"

  Samwell pretended to think about it, and said with a smile:

   "Hizdahr, he is a coward after all."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the delicate body in his arms become stiff.

  Daenerys saw the teasing smile on the man's face, and realized that the man was teasing herself, so she deliberately said:

   "Okay, then I promise Hizdahr, he can't wait to marry me."

   "Remember to invite me to participate. I am about to witness the wedding ceremony of the Ghiscari people. I heard that the bride and groom will tie each other's wrists together with golden chains, which means they will never be separated."

  Daenerys raised her eyebrows: "Are you just here to see it?"

   "Of course the bride must be snatched away." Samwell said with a smile, "By the way, all the Meereen nobles watching the ceremony will be burned to death."

   Daenerys froze for a moment before realizing that Samwell was not joking:

   "Are you really going to kill the nobles of Meereen?"

"That's right. That's what I did in Astapor. I killed the old nobles and supported a group of obedient upstarts. There is no way to stop the slave trade, but it can be replaced by slave owners we recognize. Some too cruel slave training Projects, such as the Unsullied, can also take this opportunity to abolish. This is the limit of what we can do now. In the future, when our power can expand to Slavery Bay, we can try to completely abolish slavery and give the people here Find a way out again."

  Daenerys did not argue this time, she now realizes that she is not capable of ruling, and forcing her own opinion will only mess things up.

   "Okay, I will do as you say." She nodded obediently.

  Samwell showed a satisfied smile, kissed her again, and then said:

   "I will take you back to Westeros after dealing with the Slave Bay."

  Daenerys put her chin on the man's chest, and asked with a cute face:

   "In what capacity should I go back with you?"

   "My queen, if you are willing to marry me." Samwell promised.

   But then, he added: "However, you should also know that I already have a queen."

"I know. Margaery of House Tyrell." Daenerys snorted softly, "Our ancestor Aegon Targaryen once married two wives, so I don't mind you marrying two too. bit."

   And I can't have children. Daenerys thought sadly to herself, let Margaery continue your bloodline.

   Samwell took her red lips again.

   A deep long kiss.

   "When you go out later, remember to quarrel with me." Samwell reminded.

   "Arguing?" Daenerys was stunned for a moment before she realized, "Oh, you want the people of Meereen to relax their vigilance, right?"

"Yes. When I go out later, I will accuse you of imprisoning the dragon, and you will accuse me of restoring slavery... Anyway, after a big fight, I will be so angry that you will ride the dragon and leave. Then you summon Hizdahr, Make a marriage contract."

   "Okay." Daenerys nodded, then looked into the man's eyes, deliberately put on a serious look, and said, "If you don't come on the wedding day, I will really marry Hizdahr."

  Samwell laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I have experience in robbing brides."

  Daenerys looked at him suspiciously:

   "Could it be that you also snatched your last wife?"

"you guess."

  …

  In the Temple of Grace, Hizdahr walked through a silent corridor accompanied by the Green Maiden.

   "With Caesar around, our chances are slim."

   "It's just one more person and one dragon." The green maiden said softly, "The Unsullied from Astapor didn't come so soon."

"It's just an extra dragon?" Hizdahr retorted angrily, "Have you ever seen that dragon with your own eyes? It's bigger than the Dragon Queen's three dragons combined! And Caesar... is bigger than Daenerys." It's much harder to deal with."

"Daenerys may not be able to get along with Caesar." The Green Maiden said, "Astapor has resumed the slave trade, and it is said that Caesar has also reached a cooperation with the thirteen giants of Qarth. The Dragon Queen may not be able to do this. tolerate."

"That's true." Hizdahr said with a bit of sarcasm, "She is the most innocent woman I have ever seen. She actually wants to free the slaves. Hehe, without the slaves, she can still maintain such a generous life." Life? It's ridiculous."

  The green maiden nodded, and said:

   "And I also heard that she can't control her own dragon anymore, the black one even flew away and disappeared."

  Hizdahr's sarcasm grew stronger:

   "I will have a few more children burned to death, and then send the charred bones to the Dragon Queen to see what her expression will be."

   "It's not necessary. Burning too much will reveal the flaws. Why don't you spread the word about the girl who was burned to death now, so that the people of Meereen fear the dragon and hate the Dragon Queen."

"Fine."

  The two came to the gate of the temple and were about to say goodbye when they saw a servant rushing to Hizdahr and reported:

   "My lord, Your Majesty the Queen has summoned you."

  Hizdahr frowned slightly: "How is her talk with Caesar?"

   "It was said that it was very bad. The two had a big fight, and Caesar rode a dragon and left."

  Hizdahr and the Green Maiden looked at each other, with a tacit and smug smile on their faces.

   "Okay, I'm going to see the queen now."

  After Hizdahr left, the Green Maiden returned to the inner hall of the temple alone.

  But when she was about to worship the gods, she suddenly froze in place.

  Because, next to the harpy statue on the shrine, there is actually an extra harpy!

   Live Harpy!

   But there was only half of the head left, and the one-eyed eye was shining with lightning.

   And look at the chain between her claws, this is clearly the harpies of Astapor.

  The green maiden suddenly thought of a rumor she had heard before, her legs softened, and she knelt down with a plop.

   "Dragon... girl... must... die!" The harpy made a hoarse and piercing voice, like metal rubbing.

  The green maiden prostrated herself on the ground and said tremblingly:

   "Follow... the oracle!"