Chapter 143 Daenerys's Rejection

In the evening, Daenerys is teasing Viserion in her room.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a maid came in to report: "Madam, there is a man who calls himself Quentin Martell and wants to see you. He says he is the son of Prince Doran of Dorne."

After hearing this, Daenerys raised her eyebrows slightly. After thinking for a while, she ordered the maid: "Go and ask Brienne to come over. Make arrangements in the reception room. I will go see him."

Daenerys had some doubts in her heart. There had never been any major exchanges between the Stepstone Islands and Dorne. The two sides had always shared the toll tax in a tacit agreement. But since the war broke out, first Margaery from the Tyrell family came here, and now It's the Martell family of Dorne again. For some reason, these families are flocking here during this time. She patted Viserion gently, stood up, straightened her skirt, and walked towards the reception room.

The sunset outside the window is like a brocade, making Daenerys' figure become more mysterious and charming.

Daenerys, accompanied by Brienne in armor, walked into the reception room. The light in the reception room was dim and soft, and Quentin Martell was already waiting here.

Quentin Martell is tall and has the typical appearance of the Dornish people. His skin is olive-colored, which is the result of long-term exposure to the hot Dornish sun. It is like smooth bronze, exuding a healthy color.

He was wearing a satin robe often worn by Dornish lords, with long sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a gemstone belt around his waist. At the same time, he was densely decorated or inlaid with polished copper sheets, shiny silver and red soft gold. Glittering in the dim light. he

Seeing Daenerys, Quentin immediately bowed deeply and solemnly introduced himself: "If I may excuse you, Your Highness Daenerys, I am Quentin Martell, and I am here to see you on behalf of Dorne."

Daenerys nodded slightly and said politely: "Welcome, Dorne Quentin Martell." She asked with majesty and curiosity in her eyes: "I don't know why you are here this time. ”

Quentin Martell looked solemn, took out a delicate metal cylinder from his arms, carefully took out a piece of parchment, handed it to Daenerys, and said: "Dorne and the Targaryen family have always had a deep friendship. , my aunt Elia Martell was married to your brother Rhaegar Targaryen. Dorne has always been loyal to the true dragon of House Targaryen. This parchment was created by two families many years ago. It was agreed that I from Dorne would marry you from House Targaryen to continue this deep friendship and loyalty.”

Daenerys took the parchment handed over by Quentin Martell, read it carefully several times, and then returned it to Quentin Martell without hesitation, refusing decisively: " I'm sorry, Quentin Martell of Dorne, I am already engaged to Gavin Belerys. Besides, I have doubts about the authenticity of this engagement, and there is no way it is true. Marry you." Her voice was firm and powerful, leaving no room for change and leaving no room for doubt.

When Quentin Martell heard this, his face was instantly filled with disappointment. He never expected that the other party would refuse so simply: "Don't you long to take back the throne that originally belonged to you? Now you are already With your dragons and Dorne's full support, we can help you regain the Iron Throne."

Daenerys frowned slightly, showing displeasure, and said: "I firmly believe that my fiancé Gavin will help me get back everything I have lost. The outside world does not know that even my dragon is from Gavin's gang. What I got. You are in his territory now and trying to marry his fiancée is a great offense to him. Since you may not know the inside story, I will not hold you accountable for your rude behavior tomorrow. I will arrange a ship to take you back to Dorne." After saying that, Daenerys turned around decisively and was about to leave.

Seeing this situation, Quentin Martell hurriedly said: "For Ser Gavin Belerys, Dorne has generous compensation. My sister Arianne Martell will marry him, and Dorne will also Make corresponding concessions on trade routes and provide full support to Sir Gavin's war in Essos."

After hearing this, Daenerys' face suddenly darkened, and she said coldly: "Gavin will not agree. If you insist, you can wait here for him to come back, but I don't recommend that you do this. His dragon I don't have a good temper." Then, he ignored the other party and turned around and left.

Daenerys and Brienne walked slowly down the long and silent corridor.

"One after another, they are all trying to fight for Gavin! Dorne had a good idea and took advantage of the Stepstone Islands being plunged into war to seek benefits." Daenerys complained angrily.

Brienne on the side saw this and comforted her: "Your Highness, you need to understand the attraction of dragons. Anyone who controls a dragon may become a conqueror like your ancestors. But in my opinion, I think you There is no need to worry too much, Lord Gavin will definitely not agree to Dorne’s unreasonable request.”

Daenerys sighed deeply and said, "I'm not worried about Dorne. What I'm worried about is Margaery of the Tyrell family. The two of them often exchanged letters before I came to the Stepstone Islands. And as you saw in yesterday’s meeting, Miss Margaery is so charming and difficult to deal with.”

After hearing this, Brienne said: "I don't understand much about this, but it seems to me that you have the undisputed claim to dragons and your appearance is even more charming. Furthermore, you are Lord Gavin's legitimate fiancée. "

After hearing this, Daenerys couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe I'm thinking too much. In fact, it's not without precedent for the Dragon King to marry multiple wives. My ancestor Aegon did the same." After thinking for a moment, he said, "Brienne, go and make arrangements. I want to have dinner with Miss Margaery tonight."

Brienne was a little confused when she heard Daenerys' words, but she still obeyed the order and said, "I understand. I'll do it now."

In the blue sky like a gem, a few white clouds like cotton wool floated leisurely. Occasionally, flocks of seabirds flapped their wings and flew by. The breeze blew gently, and the weather was sunny and pleasant.

Suddenly, a huge golden dragon rushed out of the thick clouds, and its shining scales sparkled in the sunlight. The seabirds below were panicked by this sudden shock and hurriedly flapped their wings to avoid it.

Gavin, sitting on the dragon's back, looked down at the Island of Lis below and patted Chiying gently. Then, Chiying swooped down rapidly like a golden lightning.