It was a large hall that seemed to hold a feast, first a feast of festivities, then a feast of corpses.

There was no living person in the room. It seemed that the people at the banquet were brutally slaughtered. The corpses were lying on the side of the overturned chairs and the smashed high table. The blood had solidified into black puddling stain on the table and floor.

Some had their hands and feet cut off. Bloody cups, wooden spoons, roast duck and bread were clasped in the hands of the dead on the black oak table. Some people lost their heads, their bodies  slanted to one side, and the skulls are generously rolled on the ground next to them.

At the top of the hall is a throne of wooden chairs, on which sits a terrible and sickening wolf-headed dead man with an iron crown on his head, and in front of him is an oak table with slices of bread, meat, a wine glass, jugs, a knife and fork, and a candlestick…

It is strange, it holds a leg of lamb in its right hand, as if King a holding a scepter.

What makes peoples hair stand is that, unlike the dwarves whom ignored her before, the werewolf's eyes followed Dany's, with a complicated expression that seemed to make a silent accusation.

"Red Wedding!" Dany instantly understood what the scene represented.

Dany is very excited, for the first time, she is sure that she has seen the future.

The Red Wedding was a year or two away, and she saw the ending of it now.

"Deserved!" she yelled at Robb before turning to the next room.

What Dany didn't know was that in the early morning of the day, Robb Stark, who had just completed the Whispering Wood victory, was awakened by a nightmare.

"Mother, I had a dream about someone last night," he said to Catelyn with a puzzled face at breakfast.

The son had just captured Jaime Lannister, the Ducal Lady was in a good mood and asked softly: "Who were you dreaming about?"

"A strange Maiden."

"Strange?"

"She is wearing a very beautiful skirt, carrying a basket, and there was a Black Dragon in the basket." Young Wolf wondered.

"Dragons went extinct over a hundred years ago," Catelyn said.

"That woman isn't much older than me, silver hair, violet eyes, a lot like a…" Robb oneself is also very uncertain, "Targaryen!"

"Targaryen Maiden at this age…doesn't exist." Catelyn's face turned serious, "The Mad King's daughter, Daenerys Targaryen, I heard that she married the Dothraki Horselord a year ago. What does she look like?"

"Beautiful, more beautiful than…than Sansa, more refined and more dynamic than Cersei Lannister," he said.

"Then it's really possible that it's her, House Targaryen everyone has a beautiful face." Catelyn nods and asks, "Why did you dream about her?…even if you are getting older and start to have a longing for a girl, but she…you have never seen her."

"I don't know, but last night's dream made me feel the horror of Seven Hells." Robb eyes flashed a bright glint, looked thoughtful: "If I beat Lannister, and Baratheon doesn't allow North and Riverlands to be independent – after all, the two places together make up more than half of Westeros.

I might fight the Baratheon again if I win again…if Lysa of the Vale of Arryn sends troops to help me…she fears Lannister the most, not Baratheon, so this probability is very high."

"Together with the princes of the North, Riverlands, and the Vale of Arryn, Three Great Kingdoms, you defeat Baratheon, then you master the Iron Throne, and finally replace the dead King Robert, you will become the biggest enemy of Daenerys Targaryen." Catelyn continued following her son's train of thought, "If she really has a dragon, or a dragon-like means, such as a hundred thousand Dothraki screamer, you are probably not her opponent.

And she is the Mad King's daughter, it's not surprising to inherit his crazy genes.

Being defeated by such a crazy and vengeful Targaryen, you are finished, and we North are completely finished. That ending is better than the Seven Hells."

"What did she say to you?" Catelyn tensed.

"'Deserved,' she said grimly to me, 'deserved'." Robb paled.

"Ah! That must be true." Catelyn exclaimed, "It must be your just-dead father, who gave you a revelation through dreams, warning you to be careful about that Targaryen Last Princess."

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"Robb, do you want the Iron Throne?" she asked nervously, looking her son in the eyes.

"I just want to avenge my father and make the North independent," Robb said immediately.

"But your dreams, your future…" Catelyn worriedly said.

"Sigh, I really don't want to dominate Westeros, and I don't have any desire for King's Landing's Iron Throne. Why, why are you forcing me, I don't want to be King of the Seven Kingdoms!" Robb cried sadly.

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Time returns to the present, and eyes return to Dany.

As Big Black opened the third door with his tail, Dany saw a familiar and unfamiliar image of a house with red-painted doors and huge wooden beams carved with lifelike animals. There is a lemon tree outside the window.

That was Dany's home in Braavos before she was five years old.

On the eve of Daenerys' birth, the dynasty had changed from Targaryen to Baratheon, and only Dragonstone, located overseas, remained occupied by fleets loyal to Targaryen.

But on the night Daenerys was born, not only did her mother Queen Rhaella die in childbirth, but there was also a horrific storm in the Sea Territory near Dragonstone, which was a rarity of a thousand years. The warships moored in the bay were not defeated by the enemy, but were all destroyed in the storm.

That's why Dany is called "Stormborn".

The Queen's death completely collapsed the Targaryen regime, and the remaining Viserys were just children…

The storm destroyed all the warships that supported the Targaryen Dynasty and made Dragonstone become unsafe.

It is also fortunate that the huge storm not only destroyed their own fleet, but also wrecked the Baratheon warships that besieged Dragonstone, allowing for a chance to escape.

As the Acting City Lord of Dragonstone hesitated to dedicate the two children of House Targaryen to the rebels, Ser Willem Darry and four of his men escaped safely to Braavos with Viserys and Daenerys.

Ser Willem is the Master-At-Arms, a hair grey-white, half-blind old man, under whose care little Dany lived her happiest five years of childhood.

Then old Ser died, Dany and Viserys were tricked by servants out of that house and started a wandering career of hundreds of thousands miles.

In the memory of the former Daenerys, the house with the red-painted gate became the most beautiful place, never to be forgotten.

At this point, the deeply remembered scene reappeared in front of my eyes, and even old Ser Willem walked out with heavy steps on crutches.

"Little Princess, you are back!" His voice was hoarse and loving, "Come here, come to me, my lady, you are home and safe."

His large, wrinkled hand stretched out toward her, soft as old leather.

"This fantasy is too realistic!" Dany sighed loudly and looked around.

"Come here, my Little Princess, what are you talking about, what illusion?" The old man was still waving to her.

Are you able to talk intelligently?

This…seems to be entering the Uncanny Valley stage, and Dany is frightened and turns her head and runs away.

The promenade goes on and on, with endless doors on the left and torches on the right.

Dany has run by many doors, some of them are closed and some are open, some are wooden doors and some are iron doors, some are finely carved, some are very ordinary, some have handles, some are have a lock or a door knocker.

At least they were still doors, until she caught a glimpse of a door that barely counted as a door.

Dany stopped like a suddenly, it was a simple hard ox hide curtain.

There was a strong urge in her heart, it seemed that the main purpose of entering the House of the Undying was not to find the Undying Ones, but to enter this door.

Big Black's tail, like a hook, lifts the leather curtain.

Then Dany saw a vast expanse of grassland, the Dothraki Sea.

A river meanders in the grassland, and a tragic white high-headed horse is carrying two children along the river.

With the horse's back to Dany, she can't see the horse's head or the face on the saddle.

She can only vaguely see the child sitting in front lying on the neck of the horse, and the little girl in the back, with silver hair and a painted vest, is crying non-stop, the crying is weak and full of pain.

She didn't come back to his senses until the horse went further and further and completely disappeared from Dany's sight.

"Is this a thing of the past? Daenerys and Viserys? They didn't...that girl was wearing a Dothraki painted vest." She wondered, subconsciously thinking it was important, but just couldn't figure out what it means.

"Fuck-"

Big Black lowered the ox hide curtain and screeched, reminding Dany to move on.

So she silently remembered what she had just seen in her heart and walked to the next room.

A pair of huge bronze doors automatically opened to both sides after Dany walked over. Inside the door was a magnificent stone hall, with the heads of many dead dragons hanging on the high walls on both sides, looking down coldly. .

up ahead, an old man in oriental clothes sat on a towering and prickly throne, his eyes were dim and his hair was silver gray.

"Let me be King's Landing blackened bones and roasted flesh," he said to a man below, "let me be King of Ashes!"

"King's Landing, Red Keep, Iron Throne, Mad King Aerys?" Dany understood, and she stopped to watch.

"Your Majesty, you really made your decision?" The man in the Pyromancer robe below the throne looked frantic.

"I am of Dragon, and I will be reborn in fire." Mad King on Iron Throne waved his arms excitedly, "Bury Wildfire all over King's Landing immediately, don't miss a single place, From ashes and bones I will be crowned King again!"

"oh god! This lunatic!"

Hearing the Mad King discuss with his Hand of the King Pyromancer how to burn all at once King's  Landing 500,000 people, Dany felt a chill all over her body, and her bare arms got goosebumps.

Leaving the bronze door, Dany encounters another door that opens automatically upon her arrival.

Inside the ornate wooden door with red copper nails, is a bedroom.

A Prince, who is almost identical to Viserys, said to the woman breastfeeding the newborn baby on the large wooden bed: "Just call him Aegon. Isn't that the best name for a king?"

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Dany understood immediately, she saw a scene that happened in the Red Keep in the past again, Prince Rhaegar and Princess Elia.

The newborn baby in the Crown Prince's arms, Aegon, was the little Prince who was smashed to death on the wall like fruit.

Princess Elia asked her husband, "Will you write a song for him?"

"He already has a song." Rhaegar said solemnly: "He is Prince that was promised, his song is the Song of Ice and Fire."

He lifts the babies head as he speaks, his eyes met Dany's, as if time and space connected, and the two came to the same place period.

"There's one more." He said, Dany had her hair stand on end, always feeling that this cheap big brother is talking to her, "the dragon has three heads, there must be one more."

"motherfucker!" Dany cursed with a pale face, turned and ran away.

She was absolutely certain that Rhaegar, who had been dead for 15 years, was speaking to her. He tells her that three dragons need three riders, and besides herself and Aegon, there is another…Targaryen?

But Aegon died a long time ago, and she was the only one left in House Targaryen… oh, and Jon Snow, the hero, who was also a Targaryen.