There are two things about the large brown man that caught Dany's attention: first, his cheek skin is smooth and hairless, very similar to a Qarth eunuch; second, his bare skin, such as arms, chest, lower abdomen, is covered with scattered old scars.
Compared to his tan skin, the pale scars stood out like business cards.
Another old man was wearing an undyed wool travel cloak with the hood lifted, his long white hair falling to his shoulders, and a silky silver beard covering the lower half of his face.
He leaned his weight on a hardwood cane as tall as him, half step behind the large man, and seemed to be his servant.
But the old man's temperament is far better, and he is tall and burly, like an experienced old warrior.
"Welcome, I'm Daenerys Targaryen." Dany introduced herself with a smile.
The large man casually gave a salute, laughed and said: "Your Majesty, hello! I'm Belwas, known as 'Strong Belwas'."
Hearing his high-pitched voice, you'd think about his title again as a brawny man…guys who don't have that stuff care more about this kind of evaluation!
The old man walked as if he had done the standard etiquette a thousand times, one-knee kneels said: "Your Majesty, my real name is Arstan, Belwas nicknamed me Whitebeard."
Whitebeard?
This title is far more intimidating than 'Strong', at least it amused Dany.
"My guests, please sit here." Dany motioned for them to take off their shoes and enter the fountain pool to cool off.
Strong Belwas was unceremonious, took a few steps forward, kicked off his leather sandals, stepped into the fountain pool with a foot full of mud. With a 'squeak' he pressed down the rattan lounge chair by half an inch, and picked up the jug and poured it directly into his mouth.
It is also fortunate that the pool is living water, and there is always clear water sprayed from the mouth of the dragon stone carving, otherwise the broodstock in this pool will die.
It was Whitebeard, with a mouth, full of surprise, who stayed there for a long time without responding.
Dany asked him in confusion: "What's the matter, is there any problem?"
"Sorry, sitting with the Queen and soaking feet in the same pool is too much…." The old man looked embarrassed, walked forward without entering the pool, just sat by the pool and sighed: "You are not the same as the Queen I imagined, I originally thought you would be more…more…"
He hesitated to say the offensive word, but Dany said with a smile: "In style of a Queen? With Royal Family etiquette?"
"Really I'm sorry," Whitebeard apologized again, "actually you're fine."
"Hehe, I'm just a wild girl who grew up on the street. I haven't even read a few books, so how can I know what Royal Family Etiquette is? ?"
Speaking of this, a small smile flashed in Dany's charming eyes, "Big Black, come out to meet the guests."
"Nagga ——" The Black Dragon had been climbing onto the roof to bask in the sun, even if someone accidentally caught a glimpse, most will just regard him as a dragon shape stone sculpture.
Hearing his mother's call, he stood up and jumped down sharply.
"Flap, flutter…" The wings smashed off a large leaf and branch, and in the horrified eyes of Whitebeard and Belwas, Big Black stepped with a splash and landed next to Dany.
"Is there a bit of Queen style now?" Dany asked with a smile, stroking the Black Dragon's head.
The ferocious Black Dragon and the beautiful and refined silver-haired Maiden lean together to create a strange sense of majesty.
"You are the Dragon, the true Targaryen, the only Queen of the Seven Kingdoms!" Whitebeard's eyes were wet, his voice trembling with excitement.
Since he devoured the Half God Warlocks with the help of Dany a few days ago, Big Black seems to have changed a lot, not only have the food intake and growth rate increased, but also his wisdom has increased to the level of a six or seven year old child.
The key is that his temperament has become more calm, not as violent as before. After being taught by Dany, he can also hold back his desire for the sky and not fly around.
So, while the other two dragons were still in chains, Big Black was freed.
"It's only been over four months, how come the child looks so big?" Belwas came back to his senses and asked with interest.
"Is it big? You don't know how much he eats." Dany shook her head, then asked, "Belwas, what's your purpose in coming to Qarth?"
He put down the dried jug, picked up a green-skinned melon, took a bite, and muttered: "Strong Belwas was originally a Pit Fighter in Meereen. Because of my invincibility and reputation, I was bought by a Qohor merchant. Strong Belwas was later resold at a higher price to the big Pentos man who also had the smell of spice in his hair."
"Magister Illyrio?"
"Yes, that's him," Belwas continued, "that man sent Strong Belwas across the sea to be the little Queen's bodyguard. As for Whitebeard, he was his bodyguard for Belwas."
"I am his squire." Whitebeard's cane was raised high, like a long spear waving a flag, "Your Majesty, I was born in the Dornish Marches and squired a Knight in House Swann when I was young."
You are pretty old and yet still act as a bodyguard and a squire?
Whispering in her heart, she asked, "The Old Mister is still from Westeros, so it's no wonder that Common Tongue is so easy to speak."
Then, she pointed to the iron armored Knight standing on the side. "My Queensguard is also a Westeros Knight, do you know him?"
When he heard the words "Queensguard", Whitebeard's expression changed, and he looked at Jorah for a while with scanning eyes, and indifferently said : "Lord Mormont has a 'big reputation' within the Seven Kingdoms."
What kind of big reputation could Big Bear have?
Violating the ban, selling slaves? Giving up honor and avoiding the judgment of Eddard Stark? He had been betrayed by his wife as she ran away with another man?
Jorah heard the unkindness in Whitebeard's words, frowned: "You didn't say you knew me at the dock before, when did we meet?"
"Earl Mormont, In Pyke, you fought valiantly and you were named a Knight; in Lannisport, you nearly knocked down the Kingslayer, and for that you won the heart of a beauty.
I didn't say it before, and now Her Majesty asks, I'll tell the truth." Whitebeard said quietly.
"You look familiar." Jorah pulled up his helmet, stared at Whitebeard for a while, then shook his head: "There were hundreds of people participating in the Lannisport Tourney, and thousands of Knights were dispatched to attack Pyke, I can't remember who you are. But I remind you, I'm no longer an Earl, Earl of Bear Island is Maege Mormont, I'm just a wandering Knight."
"You're my Queensguard." Dany reminded him.
"Yes, my Your Majesty." The bitterness faded from Jorah's face, and a pleasant smile broke out.
"Knight Jorah has a wealth of combat experience and has saved my life many times. He is my most loyal friend and an outstanding strategist." Extremely solemn and natural, Jorah's smile grew wider.
She didn't forget to help the Dothraki in front of the guests, pointing to Aggo and introduced: "This is Aggo, my Bloodrider, his martial skill is excellent, brave and fearless."
"Our protection is enough for Khaleesi." Aggo glanced at the fat eunuch Belwas.
"A horse boy," Belwas grinned, throwing away half of the melon, "Strong Belwas can't remember how many horse boys he killed in the arena, they all have longer braids than you, and bells longer than you."
Without waiting for Aggo's answer, he patted his scarred stomach with his right hand sticking with green melon juice again, "Look at this, before Strong Belwas kills someone, I let each man cut me once. Do the math, can you figure out how many people Strong Belwas killed? Hahaha, countless."
Aggo drew his Arakh angrily, pointed at the fat man and said: "I haven't killed one like you yet, Belwas is barely qualified to add a bell to me."
"Put away your weapons, blood of my blood." Dany reached out and pressed Arakh down, and said gently: "These are people who come from thousands of miles to serve me, and you shouldn't point the weapon at him."
Then she solemnly said to Belwas: "If you are truly loyal to me, you must respect my people. If you can't do that, go back to Illyrio and wait for the next client."
The toothy grin faded from the Giant's broad brown face as he watched looking at the petite but imposing girl, and looking at the Black Dragon beside her, who was snorting white smoke, he muttered, "Strong Belwas hasn't finished his mission, so he can't go back."
Dany said to that the reckless man laughed and asked, "What other mission do you have?"
"That fat man wants a dragon, and wants a girl who gave birth to a dragon." Belwas carefreely said.
motherfucker, I know that everyone is greedy for young dragons, but this is too direct, right?
Wouldn't it be better to start with some routines? I'm not used to it!
Dany's smile froze, stunned on the spot.
Whitebeard explained: "Belwas is telling the truth, but Magister Illyrio asked us to take you back to help restore House Targaryen.
Now the Usurper is dead and the country is in a state of turmoil. In the turmoil, four Kings appeared at the same time, and they killed each other, blood flows into rivers, and corpses spread across the land.
Your Majesty, the Seven Kingdoms need you, the Seven Kingdoms people need you, the Seven Kingdoms Justice needs you to maintain it!"
Well, you've come to terms with it.
Dany frowned: "The four Kings? Which four?"
"The Usurper's son Joffrey Baratheon, Usurper's Third Brother, Storm's End Duke Renly Baratheon, Usurper's Second Brother, Duke of Dragonstone Stannis Baratheon.
The son of Eddard Stark, Usurper's former friend, now King in the North Robb Baratheon. It is said that Balon Greyjoy of Ironman's Bay is also planning to come back as king." Whitebeard said worriedly .
"The prophecy has come true." Dany muttered: "You know I've been to the House of the Undying of the Warlocks?"
"I heard someone say that your dragon burnt those Warlocks who only swindle." Whitebeard complimented.
There was a lot of disdain for Warlocks in his tone.
"Ser, tell this Old Mister about the Westeros prophecy I saw." Dany looked towards Jorah.
The Knights facial expression became grave, "When you came back, you told me that you saw a beautiful woman violated by four ugly dwarfs, the beautiful woman represented Westeros, the four dwarfs…you ask me who do they represent, I guessed at the time that it was Queen Cersei, Grand Maester Pycelle, Eunuch Varys, King Joffrey."
"This…" Whitebeard looked incredulous, "Is it can those swindlers really prophesize?"
Not everyone who enters the House of the Undying can see the prophecy, most of them sink directly into the environment, and only those with certain characteristics can have a limited look.
"I don't know magic at all, I don't know if it's an illusion, or something else." Dany shook her head and seriously said: "But that day, I did see a lot of things, like, my older brother Rhaegar, my sister-in-law Princess Elia, and my nephew Aegon.
Rhaegar has blue eyes instead of purple eyes, doesn't he?
I haven't seen him before.
By the way, he also hugged his son and told me that the dragon has three heads and one is missing."
