Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

It was completely dark when Daenerys re-dressed and came out.

This time she wore a violet silk long dress, revealing her smooth and white back, with a pearl ribbon around her waist, and her long silver-gold hair coiled into a lady's bun, looking dignified and elegant.

The servants set up the grill in the gazebo and were preparing dinner.

Samwell was lying on the rocking chair, drinking persimmon wine, Rhaego and Viserion hugged and rolled around under his feet.

"How about this?" Daenerys pulled up her skirt and turned around in front of Samwell.

Like a little girl waiting to be complimented by her lover.

Samwell smiled exaggeratedly: "I am sipping your beauty, and I am already fascinated."

"If you're fascinated, it's probably because of the wine." Daenerys snorted softly, but still showed a bright smile.

But the next moment, she became melancholy again:

"Sam, am I being silly?"

It's a little naive. "Of course not." Samwell comforted, "You've only just started joining this game of thrones, and you're not yet familiar with the rules."

"Yeah. Before today, I didn't know how to play this game at all. I don't have the strength to join this game." Daenerys walked slowly to Samwell, "You helped me get a A mighty army, and a city. How can I thank you, Sam?"

Samwell stood up from the rocking chair, and the two faced each other very close.

Daenerys threw her head back, waiting for his kiss.

Of course he would not let her down, he wrapped his arms around her waist, let their bodies stick together, lowered his head at the same time, and took hold of those bright red lips.

Daenerys closed her eyes and put her arms around the man's neck.

His kiss was so hot, it smelled of persimmon wine and pears, and Daenerys was intoxicated.

After a long time, my lips parted.

Daenerys blushed, but she still gently pushed the man away, saying:

"Hungry, let's eat something."

"Okay." Samwell took a roast leg of lamb from the servant, cut off a few pieces with a dagger and put them on Daenerys' plate.

She thanked her, then ate and asked:

"Sam, now that we have conquered Astapor, shouldn't it be time to go to Yunkai? And Meereen. The slaves in those two cities are still waiting for us to free them."

"I don't think marching into Yunkai and Meereen is a good idea."

Daenerys froze for a moment before asking:

"Why?"

Samwell explained:

"Because our real goal is Westeros, not Slaver's Bay. In fact, the capture of Astapor was just to obtain the Unsullied Legion. Now that the goal is achieved, it is time to leave decisively."

"But what about the slaves of Yunkai and Meereen?" Daenerys frowned.

Samwell sighed: "We can't help them now."

"I can help!" Daenerys insisted. "With the Unsullied and the dragons, we can take Yunkai and Meereen and free the slaves there."

"That's right. It's not difficult to capture Yunkai and Meereen, but what happens after the capture? The three cities in Slaver's Bay depend on the slave trade for a living. You banned the slave trade. How will the people in the city live? Astapor There is a river of worms, and fields to grow. Even so, it is foreseeable that their future will be more difficult, and Yunkai and Meereen will only be worse."

"But they are free."

"Freedom can't fill your stomach." Samwell said, "And do you know that Slaver's Bay has this name because it is the center of the slave trade in the continent of Essos. Dothraki, Qarth, Va Lantis, Guzai... Most of the world relies on the slave trade here to maintain its operation.

It also means that if we destroy the slave trade here, most of the world will be against us.

Can the Legion of the Unsullied and the four dragons help us fight against so many enemies? "

Daenerys frowned even tighter. She pondered for a while, but she still shook her head and said:

"No, we not only have the Unsullied, but also the support of countless slaves in Astapor, Yunkai, and Meereen. As long as we can liberate them, they can become our strong backing!"

"You overestimated those slaves, and you overestimated yourself." Samwell's tone became more serious, "After all, we are outsiders, even if you put on a toca robe, it can't change this. The abolition of slavery will inevitably cause turmoil , the old aristocrats can easily incite the people to oppose us by deceiving, assassinating, framing and other means.

We don't have the ability to transform the Slave's Bay right now, if we do it forcibly, we will only make ourselves into a quagmire of enemies from all over the world. "

"Sam, what about your courage and wisdom? Does that hold you back?" Daenerys said.

Samwell looked at the stubborn woman in front of him, and suddenly laughed:

"Dani, you really don't understand the rules of this power game. You have a compassionate heart, but you don't have a mature wrist. Slavery is indeed evil and backward, but to abolish it requires sufficient strength and ingenious methods, You can't do it like this."

"Whether it works or not, you have to try it." Daenerys said stubbornly, "Don't you have the courage to try?"

"This has nothing to do with courage. If you know that the road ahead is a dead end, why do you have to go there?"

"I have walked through the red wasteland before." Daenerys said, "Countless times I thought that the road ahead was a dead end, and countless times I felt that I would never get out, but in the end, I still found a way."

She stretched out her hand to him, her tone full of expectation: "Sam, even if it's for me, walk this road with me, okay?"

Samwell looked at her quietly, feeling a little disappointed, but not too surprised.

In the original book, Daenerys chose such a path, so she was trapped in Meereen, devastated, enemies all over the world, unable to move.

He doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

The Stormland is his base, and the Iron Throne is his top priority.

It is really not a wise choice to rule and transform the three cities in Slaver's Bay separated by more than half the world.

So, Samwell shook his head slowly:

"I'm sorry, Dany, but if you insist on going to Yunkai and Meereen, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."

Daenerys' complexion changed drastically, and she felt that the man in front of her seemed suddenly strange.

This made her feel flustered, as if returning to the night when she learned that she was given to the horse king by her brother Viserys.

The feeling of being abandoned flooded her like a tide, making her breathless.

"Sam, you want to marry me, don't you?" Daenerys said. This is her last resort.

"Yes." Samwell admitted frankly, "but I hope you can be my queen, not my queen."

"Ser Jorah is right, you want to sit on the Iron Throne," Daenerys said angrily, "but I am the Targaryen, with the blood of Aegon the Conqueror flowing in my body! You are just a dark Fire……"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted it.

Samwell looked at her calmly, and said calmly after a while:

"You also have the blood of Maegor the Cruel, Aegon the Unworthy, and Aerys the Mad King. Besides, I am not the Blackfyre."

He paused and said, "I'm Caesar."

A huge bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the pitch-black sky was as bright as day for a moment.

After three heartbeats, the roaring thunder exploded in my ears.

"I'm sorry..." Daenerys' apology was just drowned out.

She didn't know if the other party heard her apology clearly, but she couldn't say it a second time.

She is a real dragon and has her own pride.

However, Samwell's mind was no longer on her at this time.

With the brilliance of lightning, he saw that the sky at this time had become extremely terrifying.

The dense clouds rolled over like heavy mountains, steaming and rolling, revealing a gloomy green light, just looking at it makes one feel extremely palpitating.

The previous prophecy of the Green Maiden of the Holy Grace Temple came to mind, giving Samwell an ominous premonition.

The three dragons also became agitated. They flapped their wings and danced in the garden, roaring from their mouths.

The Unsullied Commander Gray Worm quickly ran over and said:

"Your Majesty Caesar, the two people you arranged to enter the dungeon before are dead."

Samwell was startled and asked, "How did you die?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Gray Worm's face also had a rare flash of fear:

"They turned into a pool of green juice."

"What happened? Who became the green juice?" Daenerys asked hastily.

Samwell could no longer care about Daenerys at this time, and quickly asked Gray Worm: "Where is the Green Maiden? How is her situation?"

Gray Worm shook his head: "There is no news yet."

At this time, the white dragon Cleopatra also seemed to feel the crisis, flapping her wings and appearing above the garden on the top floor of the pyramid.

Samwell immediately ordered Gray Worm:

"Curfew in the whole city! Send another team of Unsullied to surround the Temple of Holy Grace. Without my order, no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

"Yes!" Gray Worm led away.

Samwell called the white dragon down, and was about to ride it, but was stopped by Daenerys.

"Sam, don't go!" Daenerys said, a hint of pleading in her voice.

Deep in her heart, she was always the poor little thing who was abused by her brother, sold by the governor, deceived by the witch and witch, hunted down by the snatchers, fleeing and begging all the way.

Samwell was the first man to make her feel loved and loved since Khal Drogo's death.

After meeting him, Daenerys felt as if she had come to life again.

But the man's indifference just now gave her a sense of panic about being abandoned again.

For a moment, she wanted to rush up and hug him.

But the queen's pride stopped her.

Samwell looked back and saw the pleading and weakness in Daenerys' eyes, but sighed helplessly: "It's urgent, Dany. Let's have a good talk when I come back."

After speaking, he turned around and jumped onto the dragon's back, flying into the thunderous night sky.

Daenerys was still shouting something behind, but was drowned in the rumbling thunder.