"Lies often make you create a totally unreal world, just to satisfy the desires of a perfect world." Varys, The Spider.
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"My Queen, a fleet of ships has been sighted approaching King's Landing. From the fleet's crest, Lord Monford says that the fleet of ships belongs to the Golden Company." Merik didn't enter the room and spoke from behind the door.
Merik's gaze focused on Titus, who was guarding the door, there was only a look of admiration on his face, looking at his commander.
"What did you say?" Daenerys, who was relaxing in her room reading a book, was surprised by Merik's words.
Golden Company!
Daenerys' expression couldn't have been more incredulous at that moment. Remembering the origin of the Golden Company, the queen's expression turned cold.
"They dare show up at this moment!" A murderous look appeared in Daenerys' eyes. The arrival of the Golden Company showed that they considered her weak and were about to start the Sixth Blackfire Rebellion!
But no matter how much Daenerys searched her mind, there had been no rumors of any Blackfire in Essos for a long time, and the last male descendant of the Blackfire line, Maelys Blackfire the Monstrous, had been killed by Barristan Selmy's sword.
"It doesn't matter, anyone who dares to attack King's Landing must be killed!" Daenerys discovered that it didn't matter who was leading the Golden Company, since they dared to attack, they must be killed. House Targaryen had finally managed to reclaim King's Landing and she couldn't afford to lose the city.
However, the outbreak of a probable war actually prevented her from focusing on Old Town according to the plan Aenar had drawn up with her and Rhaenys.
"Titus!" Daenerys called out to the commander of the Red Legion.
At the same moment, the bedroom door opened and Titus, with his impressive height, entered the room with heavy armor covering his body. His face was covered by a helmet that resembled a red lion.
"What are your orders, my queen?" he asked in a calm, deep tone, his eyes cold with the queen's anger.
"Take the soldiers of House Tyrell to the Port and wait, if the Golden Company attacks, you have orders to kill anything that breathes on the ships." Daenerys was not someone to be indecisive, the girl made the decision on the spot with a massacre order without any hesitation.
Just as Aenar taught her, a king or queen must not hesitate in their orders, hesitation leads to defeat and therefore death.
"Yes, my Queen." Titus replied in a calm tone, but Daenerys felt the temperature in the room drop dramatically.
"Merik, ask my mother, Ser Aurane, Lord Monford, Lady Olenna, Lord Willas and Lord Paxter to meet me in the Throne Room." Daenerys ordered Merik, who quickly accepted the order and left in a hurry.
Daenerys then called two women, both of whom served the Emperor's Daughters Organization, to help her dress.
In less than five minutes, Daenerys was wearing a long red and black dress with a crown adorned with three dragons of different colors.
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In the throne room, Daenerys was already sitting on the Iron Throne while looking at her makeshift court.
"Your Grace, according to the scout ships, the Golden Company has stopped ten miles from the city." Monford spoke with a respectful tone as he looked at Paxter with a wary eye. The Lord of House Redwyne really was an excellent choice as Master of Ships. In the eyes of the Lord of Driftmark, he was his greatest competitor at the moment.
Ignoring Monford's cautious look, Paxter spoke his assumptions. "Your Grace, it doesn't look like the Golden Company wants to carry out another Blackfire Rebellion."
"I agree with Lord Paxter, the Golden Company has no logistics post to support the war, which is different from the other Blackfire Rebellions." Willas, the Lord of Coin, also agreed with Paxter's words.
"If the Golden Company really came to Westeros intent on war, they would have conquered Tyrosh and then conquered the Steps, but there was no movement in those two places." He said with a confused tone.
"You've forgotten something very obvious." Olenna spoke up at that moment, drawing everyone's attention. "The Golden Company was founded by Aegor Rivers, one of Aegon IV's Great Bastards and many exiled members."
"They're probably coming to join the war against House Baratheon to redeem themselves and return to the continent as heroes." Olenna said with a sarcastic tone, she had no good feelings towards the Golden Company.
"Daenerys, you should send a messenger and ask the Golden Company's intentions. If they've come with good intentions, it won't be a bad thing to take in these experienced soldiers for practically free." Rhaella advised Daenerys with a calm look.
The Golden Company were not mere soldiers, they were experienced and deadly soldiers who had lived in Essos for decades. And for House Targaryen to conquer the Golden Company is very simple, they just need to remove the punishment of exile!
Honestly, it was a great offer for House Targaryen, they would practically get a large army for free.
Daenerys looked thoughtful and nodded. "Do as my mother said."
"Your Grace, I volunteer to be a messenger." Aurane, who had been silent until now, knelt down and spoke with a determined tone.
Monford and Willas' lips twitched slightly. Monford felt embarrassed while Willas found the scene amusing.
"A determined man is a capable man." Olenna said, looking at Aurane with an amused smile. She knew the Bastard of Driftmark and knew how much the boy wanted to rise in the ranks of the nobility.
Daenerys looked at Aurane and spoke with a cold tone. "Since you want to, so be it, Titus will accompany you to ensure your safety."
Her previous orders and her current orders could complement each other, so she simply took the opportunity for Aurane to be her messenger. If the Golden Company wanted to attack, then Titus would solve the problem by killing the leaders of the Golden Company, which would allow them to completely destroy the enemy.
"Your Grace, I would like to join the entourage." Varys, who had appeared from behind a pillar, asked with a gentle tone as he rubbed his abnormally white hands together.
Daenerys and Rhaella narrowed their eyes, looking at the Eunuch.
"I don't remember calling for you, Lord Varys." Daenerys asked with a slightly colder tone than usual. The more time she spent with this Eunuch, the more she realized that this man was dangerous, but he was just as useful, so she was leaving him alive.
"I beg your pardon, Your Grace, I will not repeat the same mistakes." Varys bowed and spoke with a sincere tone as he looked at the girl on the Iron Throne.
Daenerys thought of something and accepted Varys' request. Looking at the Eunuch bowing to her, a shrewd look appeared in the Queen's lilac eyes.
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On the main boat of the Golden Company, four people were looking at the approaching ship. The ship's ditch pushed the ship forward, the three-headed red dragon under the black background looked especially frightening.
Harry Strickland, Captain General of the Golden Company, Young Griff or as he liked to call himself, Aegon Targaryen, Jon Connington and Illyrio Mopatis.
The four men were calm and none seemed panicked by the arrival of House Targaryen. As Paxter and Willas had guessed, the Golden Company obviously didn't want to carry out a Blackfire Rebellion.
Five wars and five defeats later, House Blackfire's prestige had already fallen with the death of Maelys Blackfire the Monstrous. Even if the Golden Company had wanted to carry out the Sixth Blackfire Rebellion, they couldn't have. No one wanted to finance or help them conquer the Iron Throne.
"That's good, they sent messengers and not a fleet of ships." Harry commented with a relieved smile. Although he was far from the coast, he could still see the continent of Westeros, and a feeling of longing appeared in his eyes.
His desire was to return to Westeros and go back to his home, something that most of the members of the Golden Company had in common.
"I just hope the messenger my aunt sent isn't arrogant." Griff spoke with a worried tone; he really didn't want to argue with the messenger and make a bad first impression on his aunt.
"Don't worry, my king." Jon Connington spoke gently. "I take the blame for any offense your grace may speak."
As they say, love is blind.
Jon loved Rhaegar and because he was still in love with the Silver Prince, he always saw many similarities between Griff and Rhaegar.
(Note: It was confirmed by George Martin in an interview that Jon Connington was romantically in love with Rhaegar Targaryen).
Griff nodded in thanks and glanced nervously at the ship drawing ever closer.
"My time is coming." He muttered to himself as he clenched his fists in excitement for the glorious future that lay ahead.
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