Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 845

Another two days passed.

Tas Island, 700 kilometers south of Dragonstone Island.

Tas family fort, luxurious and spacious bedroom.

Outside the house, the north wind howls, and the snowflakes gently knock on the colorful mosaic French windows; inside the house, the fireplace is burning and the candles are brightly lit.

With Sean's support, Sansa sat up with difficulty, looked straight at the handsome man in front of the bed who looked like a girl's spring dream, and asked, "Are you really the son of the mad king?"

If it was her at the age of 13, she would definitely be blushing, her heart was running wild, she was dreaming, and she was confused.

If she had just left King's Landing and hadn't been trained by Uncle Finger, she would feel regretful when she saw her ex-husband again: You should make a big change earlier. Make up for height, not to mention that you are short but not short.

If the Dragon Queen personally recognized Aegon as the heir of the Yong King Aegon, she would have gritted her teeth and complained about the injustice of God when she met him now: Why, I missed a real prince, but married a fake prince?

Now seeing Tyrion, the son of the mad king, Sansa neither becomes infatuated nor has time to lament the impermanence of fate. Biggest rival on the road to the Iron Throne.

Sensing the faint hostility of the pale pregnant woman on the bed, Tyrion smiled bitterly: "If you can, you can call him Aerys, although he is really crazy, but I am his son.

Actually, I'd rather you scream at me, like Princess Arianne and the others, saying 'you're so handsome' or something. "

"Are you teasing me?" Sansa's lips trembled with anger, but a strange emotion appeared in her heart.

"I just miss that simple girl who was obsessed with Joffrey and Loras. In the face of you like that, our conversations will be much less guarded and scheming."

The more bitter the smile on the corner of Tyrion's mouth, paired with Little Lizi's unrestrained and handsome face, it looks even more interesting.

Sansa looked at the strange face in a daze for a moment: I never thought that the little devil could have such a distressed smile.

Her expression softened, and her tone was no longer so aggressive, "As long as your eyes are not blind, you can tell at a glance that I am no longer a girl."

Sansa lowered her head and gently stroked her belly, "Her name is Catelyn, Catelyn Targaryen, and the maester said she would be born within the next month.

do you understand?

For her, I must abandon my innocence and foolishness; for her, I must guard against all possible harm to her; for her, I must strive for more and better things. "

For some reason, Tyrion understands intellectually that Sansa's words are absurd, but he finds her particularly charming at this moment.

Perhaps, is the brilliance of motherhood?

Maybe it's the charm of the new widow?

Maybe it's the smell of the same kind.

"Stannis is crazy, don't you know?" Tyrion asked without thinking.

Sansa froze for a moment before she said: "I know, he sacrificed his daughter's blood to R'hllor, and integrated the demigod dragon soul Vaghar into the living pterodactyl through blood witchcraft.

The magic dragon named 'Guardian of the Seven Kingdoms' has two heads, one spews smoke and fire from hell, and the other devours human souls. "

"He also slaughtered the city of Kahoe, the Dreadfort, and several northern knights, and burned all men, women, and children to ashes," Tyrion said.

"What are you trying to say?" Sansa asked, frowning.

Tyrion said loudly: "Now Stannis is so powerful and crazy, you still dare to compete with him for the Iron Throne? Are you worried that I will snatch it from you?

Your Caitlin will be born in one month, no matter what you want to do for her, at least, let her come to the world safely.

Although the world is dark and cold now, full of lunatics, evil gods and white walkers, as long as she is alive, she can always see summer, can't she? "

Sansa looked gloomy, and Bran had said something similar to her. Perhaps Tyrion, like Bran, had good intentions, but she didn't want to hear it.

"You think I'd be foolish enough to mess with Stannis?"

Because of Erlu's madness, not only did she not dare to go to the valley anymore, she even took her younger brother Rickon back from the Gate of the Moon Castle with a big belly.

In order to avoid provoking Erlu, she also took the initiative to withdraw the gold group to Tas Island.

"I have already hid on the island of Tas, and I have never thought or acted to compete for the Iron Throne before the end of the long night. How did I provoke him?"

Tyrion sighed: "You have the heart to fight for the Iron Throne. In his heart, you are a traitor. For that chair, he can kill his brother and daughter, let alone you? Don't follow in Aegon's footsteps."

"Am I acting obvious? I'm not doing anything right now, I just want to try my best to preserve my strength and get through the long night." Sansa had doubts on her face.

It's not normal for a dwarf to know she has ambitions for the Iron Throne the moment she comes back!

Except for Illyrio and Bran, she has not revealed her ambitions to outsiders.

Even though she is now integrating the power of the Golden Group, it is not the king who can have the army, the princes can too.

Tyrion let out a long sigh, and said slowly: "Your ambition is not obvious, even very hidden.

It's a pity that in Game of Thrones, you are just a novice player and don't understand a truth-veteran players will be wary of every character who has the ability to participate in the game, whether she is currently in the game or not.

During the Rebellion of the Four Kings, Robb always only focused on Lannister. It seemed that Dorne, the Iron Islands, and High Court did not exist.

They didn't enter the field at the time, but they had the ability to decide who won and who lost, which Robb couldn't see.

But me, my dad, Littlefinger, Varys, etc., everyone knows what to do.

So, when Robb was victorious in the river and the west, I appeased your aunt Lysa; I sent Myrcella to Dorne to marry Prince Doran; I sent Littlefinger to Highgarden to discuss how Joffrey and Mary Geri's marriage—yes, you and Joffrey had not yet broken off the sacred engagement.

Even the Iron Islands, we have given King Balon a promise that if he can occupy the North, we can make him King of the North and the Iron Islands.

When Robb turned his head exhausted after winning many battles, he was shocked to find that the whole world was his enemy.

So, you get it?

As long as you have strength and fame, even if you shrink your head into a mouse hole, Game of Thrones players will lock every part of your body with nail-like eyes. "

As if to increase his persuasiveness, he glanced back and forth at the pretty widow with powerful eyes.

Sansa's complexion changed several times, and after a while, she pulled up the quilt to cover her puffy breasts, and then sneered, "You treat your sister as a dead person, and let Stannis take part in the 'End of the Long Night'." 'Kill all the competitors in the game?"

"My sister?" The dwarf was stunned for a while before realizing who she was talking about.

"Of course she is not dead, but she is obviously pretending to be dead now. When Stannis blood forged the two-headed dragon and slaughtered Kahoe City and the Dreadfort, she knew the news, but did not react."

Sansa shook her head and said, "The meaning of killing me is completely different from the meaning of killing Roose Bolton. I didn't break any rules and make mistakes. Everything is done according to the oath and rules."

"Well, I didn't expect to dissuade you either. It's just that you should understand now that I won't compete with you for the Iron Throne, and you don't have to be hostile to me." The dwarf shrugged.

"You are Targaryen, the son of Aerys." Sansa said lightly.

"This is not such an honorable status. I am alone, and I don't have the strength to fight for the iron chair." The dwarf smiled wryly.

Sansa's eyes flashed, "So, in this Game of Thrones, how will you stand in line?"

The dwarf looked at her and said meaningfully: "How do you want me to choose? Or"

The eyes of the two collided for a long time, as if they understood something, as if they had a tacit understanding, but nothing happened, as if they were simply looking at each other.

Theon beside him frowned, what smell is there in the air?

"Hissing~~~~~" The cry of the pterosaur in the sky entered the room through the window.

"Who's here?" Tyrion snapped back to his senses.

Not long after, Brienne came over to report: "Lady Sansa, Your Majesty the Prince, Duke Stark and Earl Seaworth are here."

"Seworth?" Tyrion said warily, "The Onion Knight is Stannis' Hand of the King. What is he doing here?"

"They are in the living room, should I help you out, or tell them to come in?" Brienne looked at Sansa and asked.

"Jon" Sansa looked gloomy, "Let them in."

Not only Jon and Davos came over, but also four skeleton knights in full armor.

Well, after the death of the heads of the golden regiments in the past, the flesh and blood on the skulls will be boiled off, plated with gold, and hung on the top of the flagpole.

Eventually, the golden skulls strung together became the emblem of the Golden Company.

Just like Erlu's knights wear flaming red heart cloaks, the Golden Knights are also accustomed to wearing golden skull string cloaks.

At this time, the defense of Tas Island was basically taken over by the Golden Company, and skeleton knights were stationed inside and outside the castle.

"Gods, are you really Tyrion?!"

Davos and Jon are both old acquaintances of the dwarves. Seeing the "1.4m little plum" at this time, they were all stunned.

"Before, the forest witch put a curse on me, and I could only recover my true face after being kissed [-] times by the skilled girl.

How about it, is it legendary enough?

In fact, I think I need a princess more, and being redeemed by the princess's true love kiss can become a bedside story for children.

1 skilled girl kisses will be regarded by the old nanny as a scourge that poisons the young lord and the little lady, comparable to the White Walker and Stannis. "The dwarf said with a smile while touching his face.

Davos's pupils contracted, and he said seriously: "Tyrion, your majesty's actions may be extreme, but they all abide by the laws and rules.

You can ask Duke Stark if the decision to dispose of Kahuo City was made by the 'Anti-Ghost Committee'. "

Tyrion was startled, and looked at Jon with an unnatural expression, and said, "Do you dare to discuss things like massacres in an open and honest manner?"

Jon waved his arms unconsciously and explained: "I didn't slaughter the city, I just decided to kill it at that time"

Davos immediately took up the conversation and said, "Kill all those who participated, supported, and knew about the evil god's sacrifice, right?"

Jon nodded grimly.

That was indeed what the Dragonqueen, he, Stannis, and the Lords of the North had decided in the first place.

Then, Davos said again: "The Dragon Queen rode a dragon and burned Kahuo City once. Saigon escaped by chance and made everything public. No one in Kahuo City is innocent anymore."

"What about Roose Bolton? Burning the Dreadfort and the knights in the north is also the decision of the committee?" Tyrion frowned.

"It's the decision of the King of the Seven Kingdoms! The king follows the old practice and gives the same punishment for the same crime. It's fair and just. What's wrong?" Davos said with downcast eyes.

Tyrion was silent.

(End of this chapter)