The Mountain of Ice and Fire

The Mountain looked at Daenerys: "Your Majesty, I no longer care about the deformed slavery in Pentos. I will no longer share snow salt, paper, Deepwater Bend, chopsticks, and noodles with you. There is no need to talk about anything else. Although I was prepared to let you know about my Westeros banknotes, let's skip all that and deal with the matter at hand."

"Alright, speak."

"You and your people, leave Westeros. The Iron Throne has nothing to do with you," the Mountain said coldly.

"The Iron Throne was forged by Aegon Targaryen, and I am a Targaryen," Daenerys retorted.

"The Targaryen dynasty has fallen. The current Iron Throne belongs to House Baratheon."

"The current Iron Throne belongs to House Lannister, doesn't it?" Daenerys said with mockery.

"Whether the Iron Throne belongs to House Lannister or Baratheon, it has nothing to do with you. If you insist on claiming the Iron Throne, you are an invader from beyond the sea. We will drive you all into the ocean, or turn you all into ashes under dragonfire. Your Majesty, your two dragons are too small."

"Three dragons."

"I'm sorry, Viserys is already Arianne Martell's mount. He has already sworn allegiance to Princess Arianne."

"My children, no one can take them away unless I agree," Daenerys said decisively.

"Oh, really?" The Mountain glanced at Arianne. "Princess Arianne, please ride Viserys away from the flagship and urge the army to reach King's Landing quickly on the Kingsroad in the Riverlands."

"Yes, Lord Mountain."

Arianne stood up and shouted to the sky, "Viserys, come down!"

Viserys in the sky chirped softly and flew downwards.

Daenerys stood up and slowly took out the Dragon Horn. Her face was stern: "Arianne, I warn you, don't take my child away."

"I want to try!" Arianne said calmly.

"Don't try!" Daenerys warned.

Barristan Selmy stood in front of Arianne, his hand on the hilt of his sword: "Princess Arianne, please give up dragon riding."

"What if I don't?"

Jorah Mormont's hand also rested on his sword hilt. The hundred warriors of the Queen's Guard all gripped their sword hilts, but their eyes were on the Mountain. The Mountain's right hand reversed and grabbed the giant sword on his back.

Daenerys glanced at the Mountain, who was like a mountain. She blew the Dragon Horn.

Viserys, Drogon, and Rhaegal all flew down together. After reaching a certain height, the three young dragons circled the ship.

Viserys did not fly down to the bow to land!

The Mountain's test was successful. Daenerys' Dragon Horn was indeed another way to control dragons. At close range, the power of the Dragon Horn was stronger than dragon language.

The Mountain looked at Arianne. Arianne once again issued the dragon language: "Viserys, come down, eat."

The reward for coming down was food!

The three young dragons were used to eating the roasted meat from the Brightmoon Mountains.

This was a huge temptation.

Viserys broke away from the group and fell towards the bow.

However, the sound of Daenerys' horn changed again. The dense horn sound carried a murderous aura, like the waves of the sea.

Viserys suddenly rose again and joined Rhaegal and Drogon's circling formation.

At absolute close range, the Dragon Horn's command was stronger than Arianne's dragon language command.

Perhaps because Arianne and Viserys had spent too little time together, or perhaps the Dragon Horn did have some kind of magical and more powerful magic.

The three young dragons circled the flagship at low altitude. Just one dragonfire would ignite the flagship into a fireball, and Daenerys was the Unburnt, which the Mountain feared most.

The Mountain came here to negotiate, of course, not with just one strategy.

For anything, make the worst plan and hope for the best.

The Mountain said, "Alright, Your Majesty, we give up Viserys."

Daenerys looked at Barristan. Barristan took a step back and slowly lowered the hand holding the sword hilt.

The Mountain, who had grabbed the hilt of the giant sword, also let go.

The hundred warriors of the Royal Guard also slowly released their weapons.

"We won't take the dragon. If you have enough strength in the future, you are welcome to attack Westeros at any time," the Mountain said.

The Mountain's previous condition was that Daenerys could not launch a war against Westeros for the rest of her life after leaving the continent.

"Alright, I accept."

"Fifty thousand warhorses!"

"I promise you."

"Dragonstone?"

"Dragonstone belongs to you, Mountain!"

Green Prophet Bran had said that as long as the Mountain was not allowed to take the dragon, other conditions could be agreed to.

"The Iron Islands?"

"The Iron Islands will also be returned to you, but you cannot send a fleet to intercept Asha Greyjoy of the Iron Islands on the sea. She is my naval commander. I will send a message to let her lead the fleet to evacuate the Iron Islands."

"Alright!"

Next, the negotiations between the two sides progressed smoothly. Daenerys achieved her goal: to keep the dragon! The Mountain also achieved his goal: warhorses, Dragonstone, the Iron Islands, and Daenerys' retreat.

Daenerys would return to the other side to rest until she found a way to defeat the Mountain's dragon and then make a comeback to compete for the Iron Throne again.

Tyrion Lannister had hardly said anything.

There was basically no bargaining between the two sides. One side made a proposal, and the other side agreed.

"Mountain, return my Master of Whisperers Varys and General Daario Naharis."

"I will send someone to deliver Varys and Daario safely to Her Majesty."

"I will wait on Dragonstone. When Varys and Daario return, we will withdraw our troops to the other side of the Narrow Sea and leave behind fifty thousand warhorses."

"It's a deal!" The Mountain extended his hand to Daenerys.

Daenerys did not extend her hand to shake the Mountain's hand. She looked at the Mountain coldly, maintaining the dignity of her Majesty the Queen.

The Mountain was a key minister in the Red Keep, not the Prime Minister, nor the King. He was not worthy to shake hands with her.

The Mountain shrugged, retracted his giant hand, but suddenly, his giant hand probed out and lifted Daenerys across the table. Then a small knife appeared in his other hand, pressed against Daenerys' throat.

With the Mountain's strength, to harm Daenerys, there was no need to hold a knife against her throat at all.

The gleaming knife was for Daenerys' guards and generals to see.

Clang!

Arianne's long sword was unsheathed and pressed against Daenerys' chest.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Tyrion Lannister was also completely shocked, his one eye widened, as dumb as a wooden chicken.

The Mountain had not told him that he would attack Daenerys!

Barristan Selmy, Jorah Mormont, the archer Aggo, the scimitar Rakharo, and the hundred guards, including the Unsullied and the Dothraki, all drew their long swords and scimitars, surrounding the Mountain and Arianne Martell.

"Let them retreat, my Queen," the Mountain said calmly.

He exerted a little force and lifted Daenerys up, leaving her feet in the air, unable to move.

"Retreat!" Daenerys said. She was very angry, her face full of anger, but there was nothing she could do.

The Mountain's strength was so heavy that it suffocated her.

In fact, the Mountain did not exert force on her, but just grabbed her shoulder, but Daenerys could clearly feel that the power from that finger was as strong as steel, and the contained strength was like the boundless sea.

Daenerys understood that the Mountain only needed to exert force with his fingers to crush her shoulder bones, and a squeeze with both hands could break all the bones in her body and kill her on the spot.

Barristan Selmy and the other generals and soldiers had to retreat.

The Mountain glanced at Arianne. Arianne reached into Daenerys' arms and took out the Dragon Horn.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I want this horn," the Mountain said.

Arianne stuffed the Dragon Horn into her armor.

"Your Majesty, if you don't move, I'll let you down," the Mountain said. He put away the small knife in his left hand.

Daenerys' chest heaved, almost fainting with anger.

Because the rare goodwill accumulated by the gifts the Mountain had given her was all shattered by the Mountain's sudden attack.

The Mountain was indeed a brutal and fierce villain, absolutely untrustworthy.

Varys and Tyrion had never been wrong about the Mountain's judgment.

Daenerys hated herself in her heart!

She had always been on guard, but no one had expected that the Mountain would suddenly attack when the negotiations were about to end.

The Mountain's ultimate plan for negotiation was reserved from him!

The Mountain did not pay attention to Tyrion's shouting. He coughed, and Arianne Martell understood and immediately shouted: "Viserys, come down!" Arianne used dragon language.

This time, Viserys obeyed obediently, broke away from the circling flight, landed on the bow, and obediently lowered his body. Arianne rode on the dragon's back: "Fly, Viserys."

With a dragon roar, Viserys ascended into the sky.

Daenerys trembled with anger.

Bran Stark wanted her to discuss and agree to any other conditions, but she must not give the dragon to the Mountain. In the face-to-face close range, the magic of the Dragon Horn could control the three young dragons.

But the Mountain suddenly restrained her, and Arianne forcibly took the Dragon Horn from her arms. The two cooperated skillfully, obviously they had premeditated it!

After Viserys ascended into the sky, he controlled the air supremacy.

And Drogon and Rhaegal, although they had wisdom, could not understand the ever-changing situation of the despicable humans on the deck.

"Sheep Stealer!" the Mountain shouted.

The Sheep Stealer in the high sky flew down, like a golden-red cloud.

Drogon and Rhaegal roared in response.

The Sheep Stealer was their king.

People have lords, sheep have leaders, and dragons also have bosses.

The Sheep Stealer flew down, like a giant peak descending from the sky. The hurricane brought by the huge wings and the sunlight obscured by the huge body made the light on the flagship suddenly dark.

The Sheep Stealer landed vaguely on the bow, and the generals and soldiers on the deck bowed down and dodged.

The Sheep Stealer did not dare to step on it firmly, otherwise the flagship would rise and fall sharply, like a small boat swaying in a big storm.

The Mountain released Daenerys, ran a few steps to the side of the giant dragon, jumped up, grabbed the dragon horn, and flipped up. With a roar, the giant dragon ascended into the sky, and the hurricane rolled up, blowing the flags on the deck loudly.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your Dragon Horn and Viserys. When the Westeros Bank opens in Slaver's Bay, I hope Your Majesty can cooperate together." The Mountain's voice was like thunder, and he was invincible against the backdrop of the giant dragon. Drogon and Rhaegal still regarded the Mountain as a close partner, and they roared as if cheering for him. The three young dragons flew beside the hovering giant dragon, just like three children beside their real mother.

I don't know how long it took, until the Sheep Stealer and Viserys were gone and could not be seen. Drogon and Rhaegal skimmed over the sea, hitting the waves. On the flagship, Daenerys remained motionless.

The left-behind Tyrion Lannister said awkwardly: "Your Majesty..."

"You and the Mountain are together," Daenerys said suddenly.

"...I...the situation is a bit special..."

"You betrayed me, Tyrion Lannister. You didn't warn me that the Mountain gave me gifts, paper samples, snow salt, noodles, Deepwater Bend, and chopsticks. He made me lose the vigilance I should have had against him. All of this was a conspiracy from beginning to end. His goal was the Dragon Horn and Viserys, not fifty thousand horses, nor Dragonstone and the Iron Islands. You have been with him for so long, with your wisdom, it is impossible not to notice anything," Daenerys shouted sharply.

"...It's not what you think...Your Majesty..." The little devil's ugly face became even uglier because of the distortion.

"Then what is it?"

"I didn't know the Mountain would suddenly attack. I thought about many mutations, but I didn't expect him to attack after the negotiations were over."

"The negotiations are not over, we have not signed the documents yet," Barristan Selmy said with an icy face.

“Documents mean nothing to the Mountain.”

“Tell me the truth, Tyrion, have you betrayed me?” Daenerys's gaze seemed to pierce through all of the Imp's pretenses. She could indeed foresee a person's loyalty now, because she had a very powerful seer by her side.

“...Your Majesty... the Mountain's peaceful sincerity is acceptable... Although he suddenly controlled you, stole your Dragon Horn and Viserys, he didn't really hurt you... He could have killed us all.”