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Narrow Sea, Dragonstone, Great Hall of Dragonstone Castle
Tonight, the Great Hall of Dragonstone Castle was magnificently decorated. Splendid Myrish tapestries hung on the walls, embroidered with various patterns, many of which depicted the history of the Targaryen family.
In the center of the originally spacious hall, a long wooden dining table had been set, covered with a snow-white tablecloth. Various sets of tableware shimmered with a charming glow under the reflection of the central candlelight.
As the highlight of the banquet, every dish today was meticulously prepared.
First to be brought out was roasted wild venison served on massive platters; the skin was roasted to a golden crisp, while the inside remained tender and juicy.
After several portions were placed along the table, the delicious venison was drizzled with a rich wine sauce, emitting an enticing aroma.
Next came bowls of steaming thick soup, with various vegetables and meats floating inside, looking incredibly fresh and delicious. They were served in large bowls and placed beside the venison.
Small side dishes were arranged around them like lotus petals, looking very pleasing to the eye.
There was also roasted capon, its skin roasted to a fragrant crisp and its meat tender and juicy, seasoned with spices and herbs that made one's mouth water.
In addition to the meats, there were various pastries and desserts. The golden bread had a crispy crust and a soft interior, giving off the scent of wheat.
Candied fruits were also indispensable; after being preserved in honey, the various fruits looked sweet and delicious, colorful like a work of art.
Finally, an exquisite cake was brought out, its outer layer covered in delicate frosting and decorated with various candies and nuts, looking very tempting.
As with any banquet, wine was never in short supply. Golden wine from the Arbor and strong wine from Dorne had long been brought out, filling the air with a rich fragrance.
At this unique banquet, the nobles who had already pledged their loyalty to Daenerys Targaryen, dressed in magnificent attire, walked one by one to the long table, ready to enjoy the sumptuous food and wine.
Their faces were filled with expressions of joy and satisfaction, as if they were in a dreamlike world.
At Jon's suggestion, this banquet had become a buffet-style affair. In such a banquet, guests could choose their own food and chat freely with friends they liked.
Although Daenerys and Jon had not yet arrived, these nobles had already been informed that they could freely sample the delicacies.
Thus, after a few cups of wine, the nobles began to talk more. Their topics were inseparable from Jon and Daenerys, as these two supreme rulers were the core of their future lives.
Lady Sunglass of Sweetport Sound elegantly picked up a golden goblet, took a gentle sip of wine, and then said with a smile:
"Her Majesty Daenerys is truly a benevolent Queen. I have heard that she was already crowned on the continent of Essos. I believe that under her leadership, the Seven Kingdoms will only get better."
Other nobles nodded in agreement, and praises for Daenerys were heard incessantly.
Another noble gentleman whispered in discussion:
"The Queen's beauty and wisdom are breathtaking. Moreover, I have heard that she is the goddess of those slaves, and many of the soldiers who came with her are her followers."
His words caused a stir of whispers. Other nobles expressed their respect and admiration for the Queen. They knew very well that this was a manifestation of a cult of personality reaching its peak, and a method used by some foreign kings to rule their subjects.
In the early stages of their rule, the Targaryens had used similar propaganda. Able to ride dragons, they claimed to be of divine blood. It was precisely because of this divine aura that their practice of incestuous marriage was accepted.
However, some nobles raised questions about Daenerys's strategy. A noble from the house of Adrian Celtigar said with a frown:
"Her Majesty the Queen should trust us more. After all, we are the foundation of her rule. The power of the Faith of the Seven still influences the Seven Kingdoms. If she promotes her own sect, it is very likely to face a backlash."
His words resonated with some nobles, and they began to discuss the possibility of religious reform.
Just then, the young Lord Monterys Velaryon spoke up boldly:
"Her Majesty the Queen is an incredibly powerful being. She brought dragons back to life, so she is the true Dragon Queen. I think she is a deity!"
His statement caused a commotion; some nobles expressed support, while others held opposing views.
"How do you think His Majesty Aegon and Her Majesty Daenerys will choose?"
"What?"
At that moment, Adrian Celtigar suddenly posed this question. Because many people's thoughts were not so quick, they failed to grasp the core of his question for a moment.
"The Iron Throne belongs to the Targaryens, there is no doubt about that. But in the end, to whom should we pledge our loyalty?"
Seeing that some had not yet reacted to the question, Adrian Celtigar directly spoke his true meaning.
"Her Majesty Daenerys has the highest right of succession. You must understand, she is His Majesty Aegon's aunt."
"The right of succession isn't calculated that way!"
"I think His Majesty Aegon's possibility is a bit higher!"
…As the discussion continued, everyone offered their own views. The issue of succession in Westeros has always been a mess. Although this world's treatment of women is much better than Earth's Middle Ages, these fellows never consider the issue of gender equality.
Many wretched men would never allow a woman to rule over them. For this reason, they would even allow the country to fall into chaos.
The problem of the Dance of the Dragons arose from this. If some noble lords had not been unwilling to be ruled by a female Targaryen, that terrible disaster would not have occurred.
"One is male and the other is female, what is there to fight about? Since there is a tradition, wouldn't it be better for the two of them to marry?"
While everyone was discussing this issue, a voice suddenly reached their ears.
The nobles looked toward the source of the sound and saw the fat Lord Duram Bar Emmon. No one expected that this somewhat sickly and cowardly Lord of Sharp Point would say such a thing.
However, historically, the Lords of Sharp Point were somewhat unconventional thinkers. During the reign of Maegor I, the Lord of Sharp Point at that time was a die-hard supporter of Maegor I.
"That is also a possibility…"
"But I heard His Majesty Aegon already has a Queen, apparently also someone from a Dragonlord family!"
"Didn't the Conqueror also have two Queens?"
"That was a special case!"
…While everyone was discussing the succession issue, the hall doors suddenly opened. Immediately after, Jon appeared in the hall, arm in arm with Daenerys.
Today, Daenerys was wearing a black and purple lady's gown. It was her first time wearing this Westerosi-style gown, and she looked very good, instantly attracting everyone's gaze as she appeared.
Jon, meanwhile, was wearing a black and blue military dress uniform. When this new style of formal wear appeared, it, like Daenerys, instantly drew everyone's attention.
"Alright, respected lords, welcome to tonight's banquet. To the Targaryen family!"
"To the Targaryens!"
After finishing the toast, Jon led Daenerys into the middle of the crowd. The beautiful Daenerys naturally soon attracted everyone's attention.
Furthermore, a large crowd of people quickly gathered around Daenerys. Although most here were nobles from the Narrow Sea, there were still many young men of eligible age.
In particular, Crispian Celtigar, the son of Adrian Celtigar. This heir to Claw Isle, with his silver-gold hair, was much more pleasing to the eye than his father. From time to time, he boasted that his name was the same as the first Master of Coin on the Iron Throne in his family history.
One would have thought the fellow was already the Master of Coin. Jon, however, paid no mind to this. He walked to Missandei's side and made a gesture of invitation.
"Oh, it seems your little lover is a bit jealous!"
After walking to a corner, Jon teased Missandei and then looked meaningfully toward Grey Worm.
At this time, Grey Worm, Daenerys's Unsullied commander, was glancing intentionally or unintentionally toward where Jon and Missandei were.
"Lord Aegon, is there something you need?"
With a slightly flushed face, Missandei spoke somewhat awkwardly after glancing at Grey Worm.
"It's like this: I've come to ask you about some of Daenerys's circumstances. I want to know about her physical condition during this period."
"Hmm!?"
Upon hearing Jon's question, Missandei was unable to react for a moment, appearing stunned.
"I know many things about her. I know she was once betrayed by a maegi and lost everything. It was from then on that Drogon and the other two became her children."
Hearing Jon's words, Missandei looked at him with some disbelief.
"I don't want her to continue being hurt; she has already endured too much. So I hope to know some of her situation. Regardless of how she chooses in the future, I at least want her to return to normal, rather than bearing it all alone here."
Hearing Jon's words, Missandei also looked at Daenerys with concern. As the person closest to Daenerys, she naturally knew many of her affairs.
However, after glancing at Jon, Missandei asked, weighing her words:
"Can I trust you?"
"Naturally. My power is stronger than yours. If I were a Blackfyre, I wouldn't have gone to the trouble of coming here to talk with Daenerys!"-
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