In the afterglow of the setting sun, the square brick towers of Pentos became a black silhouette.
As the night was approaching, the bald monk in a red robe lit a night fire and chanted prayers devoutly under the light of the fire. A group of children in tattered clothes chased and played on the streets in the evening until they were caught by their parents who were also wearing tattered clothes, and then they returned home sadly.
Gradually, the whole street became silent, with only the burning flames and the waves in the bay.
On top of the tower, a girl in a lavender gauze dress and with silver-white hair took it all in. Her lavender eyes looked down at the street below, and her exquisite and beautiful face was filled with a calm expression.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard from under the tower.
The girl frowned slightly, reached her hand to her waist, and silently pulled out a light rapier.
"Daenerys, I knew you were here, come back with me quickly-ah!"
The angry and anxious questioning was interrupted by the sword tip flashing with cold light before it fell.
The girl held the rapier in her hand at an angle, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, gently resting on the chin of the person climbing the tower.
This man, like the girl, also had long silver hair, handsome features, a thin body, and white lavender eyes filled with anger and fear. He was Daenerys Targaryen's brother, Viserys Targaryen.
Feeling the slight stinging sensation in his neck, Viserys dared not move, and could only glare at his sister with a fierce look on his face.
"You...what do you want to do?!"
"Be careful, Viserys." The girl glanced at him calmly. "From here, I can pierce your head with just the slightest force and crush your stinking brain of shit and piss."
"you!"
Viserys widened his eyes and glared at his sister in front of him. He wanted to scold her for having no royal demeanor and for uttering such dirty words towards someone as noble as him.
But when he met Daenerys' eyes, he softened his tone unconsciously.
"We are Targaryens who inherited the blood of the true dragon, and the noble blood of the king flows in our bodies..."
"laugh--"
Daenerys sneered and interrupted Viserys. She glanced at him with contempt with her lavender eyes and said, "Dragon's blood... Why didn't you consider the dragon's blood in my body when you sold me to Khal Drogo in private? According to your logic, how can a proud dragon mate with a despicable beast!"
Viserys weakened at this.
He swallowed and said embarrassedly, "That Khal Drogo is not an ordinary inferior race. He holds countless gold and silver treasures. Even the collars on the slaves' necks are made of gold. The palace in Vaes Dothrak has 200 rooms, and the doors are all made of silver. But these are not the most important. The most important thing is that there are 100,000 Dothraki warriors in his khalasar (tribe)..."
Viserys kept speaking well of Khal Drogo, trying to convince Daenerys how rich the future husband he had chosen for her was and how brave and fearless he was on the battlefield.
But what he didn't know was that Daenerys already knew the specific situation of Khal Drogo.
Daenerys remained unmoved by Viserys' flattery.
She gently retracted her rapier, turned around, and said lightly in the sea breeze: "I said, let me think about it."
Viserys was a little anxious, and immediately said: "What is there to consider? Khal Drogo has already arrived in Pentos with his army, and will hold a banquet to marry you tomorrow. Even if you want to refuse now, it is too late!"
Daenerys frowned, and with lightning speed she drew out her rapier and placed it against Viserys's white neck again.
"Get lost! Don't make me say it again!"
“…”
Facing Daenerys's roar, Viserys originally wanted to say something, but when he saw those cold lavender eyes, a piercing chill emerged from his memory, which made him feel afraid, and he could only turn around and leave in shame.
After the other party left, Daenerys put away her rapier, turned to look at the bay in the distance, and uttered a name faintly.
"Khal Drogo..."
Daenerys's eyes were extremely complicated.
She is not the original Daenerys Targaryen, but a time traveler whose soul has been transported into this woman's body.
Thirteen years ago, with the help of the Stark and Lannister families, the Baratheon family launched the Usurper's War. Faced with the approaching 'Usurper' coalition, the pregnant Queen Rhaella was forced to flee King's Landing with the young Prince Viserys, and took refuge in Dragonstone, the ancestral fiefdom, under the escort of Sir William Darry, the master of the Red Keep.
Daenerys was born on Dragonstone nine months after her escape, during a summer storm that destroyed the Targaryen royal fleet anchored in the naval port, with huge rocks falling from the battlements into the madly surging tide of the channel.
Queen Rhaella died in childbirth, and the young Viserys blamed it all on Daenerys, who was born in a storm, not knowing that his newborn sister had been possessed by a soul from another world.
That’s right, just like Zhao Lihe in the world of Embroidered Spring Blade, Daenerys is also a time traveler who has traveled through time since childhood.
She was a fencer in her previous life and had participated in the Olympics. Although she did not win a medal, she was considered a fencing expert.
After traveling to Daenerys' body, it only took her three days to learn the name of her step-brother. Then she was shocked to find that she had traveled to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire and became the famous Mother of Dragons, Daenerys Targaryen.
Although Daenerys is the protagonist of a happy and successful story in novels and TV series, the first half of her life was extremely miserable and cannot be described by just the four words "wandering".
Traveling back to the body of the newly born Daenerys is not a pleasant or happy thing.
Externally, she has to face the pursuit of the entire Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.
Internally, there is also her brother Viserys, who often beats and bullies her.
In this difficult external environment, Daenerys still grew up tenaciously and regained her superb fencing skills that even far surpassed her previous life's skills.
At the same time, she also used her mature mind and noble blood in the eyes of others to continuously win the hearts of the poor people around her as she grew up. Today, she has a group of loyal people.
But unfortunately, due to her age, there is still very little Daenerys can do.
Even if she knew the future trajectory of her life, it would be difficult to change the fate of her first half of life.
So, from Dragonstone to Braavos, from Braavos to Myr, to Tyrosh, Qohor, Volantis...
Daenerys has always been on the move, never really settling down anywhere.
Until a month ago, they arrived in Pentos. Governor Illyrio received them warmly on the surface, but secretly persuaded Viserys to marry his sister to Khal Drogo, the horse king, in exchange for the capital to retake Westeros.
This idea greatly appealed to Viserys, who had been suppressed by his growing sister in recent years.
He agreed without hesitation, but out of fear for his sister, Viserys did not dare to tell Daenerys until the army of Khal Drogo, the Horse King, approached Pentos, then he mustered up the courage to tell her.