Knock, knock, knock!
Daeron knocked and entered generously.
Tywin had been waiting for a long time. Seeing him arrive, he tossed out a piece of intelligence.
"Kid, the whereabouts of the Forest Witch you were looking for."
"Thank you, Teacher."
Daeron was completely at ease, speaking while reading, "I thought Cersei would be the one to tell me first."
"That foolish daughter of mine, you actually rely on her."
Tywin sneered, not shying away from his daughter's flaws.
Lannister did not care.
Cersei was indeed foolish, but truly beautiful.
Which man in the Seven Kingdoms wouldn't be tempted upon seeing her?
Daeron didn't react; he was only focused on the intelligence now.
Jaime Lannister gathered information through Lord Tully of Riverrun and finally found a suspected trace of the Forest Witch in the High Heart of the Riverlands.
"The Ghost of High Heart?"
Daeron pondered for a moment, recalling the corresponding information.
It seemed to be related to Prince Duncan "The Small."
"Kid, stop being foolish."
Tywin disapproved, his rich, magnetic voice trembling slightly: "You possess a powerful strength rarely seen since ancient valyrian."
"Dragons!!"
The power of dragons cannot be underestimated; they once led the Targaryen family to its peak.
No one can remain unchanged after witnessing the power of dragons.
He was no exception.
"I understand."
Daeron offered no explanation, knowing the main course was about to begin.
Tywin looked utterly disappointed and said solemnly, "How could you give Aerys a dragon!?"
If it were him, the three dragons would definitely be hidden secretly in Casterly Rock, and no one but himself would ever know.
Daeron actually publicized the matter, letting the news spread far and wide.
In just four or five days, the intelligence regarding the return of the dragons had been placed on the desks of every great noble in the Seven Kingdoms.
"Then what do you think I should do?"
Daeron raised his head and met his gaze without flinching.
Tywin was startled, his expression shifting.
He understood Daeron's meaning.
The benefits of publicizing the news could be seen from Owen Merryweather's recent high-profile recruitment of Dragon Guards.
Daeron went from a favored prince to a powerful prince, and now a sought-after contender for the crown in the Seven Kingdoms.
In less than three months, he achieved a triple jump in status.
It is no exaggeration to say that Daeron only needs to bring out a dragon to easily win over a large number of supporters.
"Are you also going to abandon the Lannister?"
Tywin immediately realized the core issue.
Daeron's expression remained unchanged: "You can remain the Hand of the King forever."
But what the other party wanted was more than just this.
Tywin's old habit of obstinate arrogance kicked in: "Then you shall become engaged to my daughter."
"..."
Daeron did not respond.
Tywin was instantly furious and said solemnly, "Although Cersei lacks great wisdom, she has outstanding looks and figure, plus the support of the Lannister. Is she unworthy of you?"
He always believed that young men valued the beauty of maidens most.
Throughout history, how many heroes have fallen for female beauty?
Duncan "The Small" even gave up the throne.
Daeron shook his head: "My Lord, our family is in decline."
"If you were in my position, would you immediately marry the daughter of a major lord?"
His tone was calm, but he had changed the address.
Tywin's tiger eyes narrowed slightly.
To the same question, he had long ago given the answer.
No!
When his father, Lord Tytos, was alive, the Lannister family was once plunged into the awkward situation of being easily bullied due to his weak character.
At that time, he had the option of marrying the daughter of a great noble from the Westerlands to strengthen his power.
But he didn't choose that.
Instead, he secretly accumulated strength, seized the opportunity, and wiped out the entire family of the vassal who dared to offend him.
For this, a song called "The Rains of Castamere" circulated throughout the Seven Kingdoms.
The reason he chose this was because he knew very clearly.
Once he relied on the power of others, he would become passive, unable to truly stand tall and losing the genuine authority of a liege lord.
Therefore, he married his cousin, Joanna Lannister.
His beloved.
Thinking of this, Tywin felt as if cold water had been thrown over him, and he fell into a long silence.
"I will take my leave now, My Lord."
Daeron did not linger.
Talking to smart people saves effort; they grasp everything instantly.
If the other party understood the gravity of the situation, they would not push too hard and cause a counterproductive effect.
This was the red line the dragons imposed on both parties.
Crossing the line meant danger.
After a long while.
Tywin let out a long breath and sneered, "Kid, you think your wings have hardened just because you have a dragon."
His dragons haven't matured yet.
"Since you are unwilling to accept the help offered by the Lannister, then bear the consequences caused by the Lannister."
Tywin made a decision: he would cause some trouble for the young man.
He took out two pieces of intelligence from the drawer.
One concerned the Four Great Houses, and the other concerned Prince Rhaegar, who was far overseas.
According to the informant.
The Four Great Houses have been in close contact recently, often sending envoys to discuss marriages.
The eldest son of Rickard Stark, Duke of the North, the wild boy known as "The Wild Wolf" Brynden, led men across The Neck to visit Riverrun and see his fiancée.
During this time, "The Wild Wolf" Brynden challenged the eldest son Jaime and was knocked off his horse by Jaime.
"A brute with nothing but martial skill."
Tywin glanced down, muttering that his martial skill was only mediocre.
On the other hand, Rhaegar had traveled to Braavos to borrow a huge sum of money from the Iron Bank.
"If an heir suddenly raises a large amount of money, either they are raising an army or they are indulging in depravity."
Tywin secretly calculated.
If no one interfered, the two parties might unite to jointly oppose his old friend Aerys.
"The iron throne does not need a perfect king."
Tywin decided to intervene.
Speaking of which, his eldest son Jaime had been in the Riverlands for over a month and wrote that he got along excellently with Brynden "The Blackfish" and was personally taught by him.
"It seems Lord Hoster Tully hasn't gone completely senile."
Tywin was satisfied with this point.
If his eldest son Jaime married the second daughter of Lord Hoster, the Lannister could be considered to have joined the alliance of the Four Great Houses.
He could even pull the wavering Tully family into the alliance, forming a new power bloc within it.
As for his daughter Cersei... Tywin's expression hardened, and he said, "That kid is probably still considering the despicable traditions of the Targaryen."
As far as Daeron was concerned.
He and his older sister Shae were close in age and had a harmonious relationship.
Now he had produced three dragons.
Even if he gave one to Aerys, there were still two left for the siblings to ride.
Aegon the Conqueror and Jaehaerys The Conciliator, two founding sages of the Dragon House, both followed the family tradition of siblings marrying and riding dragons together.
"It won't be that easy."
Tywin's eyes were deep, and his fingertips tapped the table slowly... However,
Tywin had considered the benefits the dragons brought Daeron, but he still underestimated how great those benefits were.
Daeron walked out of the Tower of the Hand and learned that Toothless had injured his father.
Without the slightest hesitation.
He immediately sought out Barristan, who had been watching over the dragon the entire time.
He took Toothless from him; the dragon hadn't suffered any harm and looked eager to move.
"Hiss!"
Toothless struggled in the cage, occasionally opening its mouth, where dragon teeth retracted, spitting out wisps of black smoke mixed with green sparks.
"Little Ancestor, as long as you are alright."
Daeron completely forgot about his old father, prioritizing filial piety (to the dragon).
After soothing the young dragon.
Just as he was about to ask about his father's injuries, he saw the Grand Maesters Colton and Luthor approaching together from afar.