"Your Highness, is it okay for you to dress like this?"

Dany's Dothraki Maiden outfit made Whitebeard's old face wrinkle, like a conservative old father seeing his beloved daughter Get a shamate look.

"I think the cheongsam you invented is very beautiful, and it fits the style of the Royal Family." He hesitated to make a suggestion.

Whitebeard and Belwas have not left since seeing Dany that day.

The two claimed that it was their responsibility to keep Dany safe, and they would follow her wherever she went in the future.

Dany believes that neither of them are treacherous and cunning characters, and even if they may have other purposes, they will not hurt her, so she agreed to their request.

Ser Jorah is very dissatisfied with this, and he keeps telling Dany that Arstan has a problem since he does not seem like a squire at all.

Although Dany agrees with his statement, she also retorts that sooner or later, everyone has to cross the sea with the boat, and there will be more time together in the future. It is impossible to always be separate from the two of them.

So, Ser Jorah also began to fulfill the obligations of the Queensguard: to become one of Dany's bodyguards.

"Since we came to the stables, we must be traveling on horseback. My cheongsam is not suitable for this occasion." Dany pulled her little silver horse out, put on the saddle, and mounted vigorously across it.

"Strong Belwas likes this little Queen's attire very much, like a Warrior." Belwas didn't ride a horse, he guarded Dany's side and strode forward.

"cough cough, the two of you, and Ser Jorah, don't call me 'Queen' from now on, you can't call me Queen in front of outsiders to fool people, we are all familiar with each other, there is no need to deceive ourselves!"

The horse stepped briskly over the threshold and onto the street.

"You are the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, the real Queen." Whitebeard said solemnly.

He and Jorah rode on horses, and with Rakharo and other four Dothraki, Dany was firmly guarded on all sides.

"My older brother Viserys has been proclaiming himself to the people as the Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, the Westeros King, but people mock him as the 'Beggar King'."

Dany told them, "In the future, you can call me Khaleesi, or Princess of Dragonstone, or just call me 'Daenerys'."

When Daenerys was born, the Targaryen Dynasty was still with embers, and not yet completely destroyed. The identity of Princess of Dragonstone is an identity no one can deny, at most she is an exiled princess.

Qarth is built on the northern shore of the strait, and the dock area is south of the city.

Trasho's mansion was in the wealthy area in the east of the city, and they walked across eight streets before they came to the slum area in the south city.

There are no colorful Dali stone palaces and fragrant gardens, it's all old brick buildings, and few windows facing the street.

The dirty streets have naked children, grime-faced beggars, scrawny sand-colored dogs, and fair-skinned Qarth residents.

Not everyone wears the flamboyant clothes of Qarth tradition every day like Trasho does, these commoners wear nothing but dusty, dirty linen tunics.

When Dany passed by, everyone stopped what they were doing, turned their heads and sent her away with numb eyes.

They all knew her, they all knew the Mother of Dragons.

Without the frenzy of the crowd when she first entered the city, there is now a little fear in their indifference to her.

The House of the Undying toppled in a huge plume of smoke and flames that almost all the Qartheen people saw.

At first, many people were deceived by Dany's nonsense, thinking that the Undying Ones burned down the old palace, after all, the House of the Undying has really become the Palace of Dust, and it should be demolished and rebuilt, and the Warlock's madness is known, setting fire to the house is not farfetched for them.

Some house builders even approached Grand Warlock Pyat, hoping to contract the construction mission of the new House of the Undying, no money needed.

The businessman was after found naked running out of the Dark Tree Forest, shouting "Where is my tail, I want my tail!" while running.

It's so weird.

After that other businessmen who missed out were horrified, and Qarth residents were afraid to discuss the Warlock's frenzied house-burning in public.

Everyone began to wonder, could the Mother of Dragons lied to the Warlock's due to the reaction?

Overnight, the Qartheen people remember the dangers of dragons, and the sight of the once bustling area disappears, leaving Dany's mansion empty.

But Dany doesn't care, she's about to leave, what's the point of the Qartheen's opinion of her?

Crossing the Qarth slum area and entering the wharf area, the people on the street are gradually denser. Carriages, sedan chairs, camel caravans, merchants and sailors of various skins, hawkers shouting on the street…

The fragrant powder on the merchant's lady's body, the smell of barbecue and leather, excrement, sweat, and a rancid fishy smell mixed into a strong and strange smell. The strange smell was mixed with the loud shouting and the salty sea breeze and give people a sense of vitality in the world.

Dany finds that she likes the feel of Qarth a bit, and she shouldn't have been huddled in Trasho's garden palace so close to missing the true beauty of this east-west trade capital.

"Make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons!" yelled Strong Belwas, driving away a mule that was standing up ahead.

"I smell it, poisonous water," shouted the Dothraki's maid, Jhiqui, to Dany.

The Dothraki do not trust the sea and everything related to the sea, and in their eyes water that cannot be drunk by horses is unclean.

"What poisonous water, Aggo, they have been soaking in seawater every day these days, have they been poisoned to death?" Dany asked Aggo beside her, "Tell her, is the seawater poisonous?"

"Poison Khaleesi," Dothraki solemnly nods, "I drank a few mouthfuls of water and was almost poisoned to death. Everyone who has tried the water had went sick, and water that cannot be drunk is of course..."

This logic…

Qarth is one of the largest ports in the world, with pubs, warehouses and casinos standing in great numbers along the street, cheap brothels, and worshipers of all kinds. The temples and residents of the strange are closely connected.

Under the huge canopy of the wharf, it is crowded with merchants and guests from all over the world like thieves, hooligans, liars, etc.

Introduced by Whitebeard Arstan for Dany: "The dock area itself is a big shopping mall, day and night here, goods from the east and west continents enter and flow out all the time, and almost everything that exists in the world is here."

After hesitating for a moment, he sighed: "At the same time, this is also a forbidden area of ​​law and morality, you can freely buy and sell slaves, and you can sell illegal goods… If you don't ask for the source of the goods, The same thing is here for a fraction of the market price. Your Highness, do you understand why?"

A few thoughts flashed through and Dany was surprised: "Pirates and robbers are just and honorable here. Selling stolen goods?"

A glimmer of admiration flashed across Whitebeard's blue eyes, "This is the trading capital of the world and a place of sin."

"Mother of Dragons, Mother of Dragons…"

Dany turned around and saw a thin man with a hat wrapped in white linen on his head, jumping across Jorah, beckoning to her.

The middle-aged man's skin is carbon black and shiny, his body is thin and shriveled, and the whites of his pupils and eyes are particularly large, which are more vivid under the background of black skin.

"Mother of Dragons, Mother of Dragons, I have dragon eggs, I have dragon eggs, would you buy them?" he shouted in Valyria with a distinct dialect accent.

Hearing of dragon egg, Dany couldn't help pulling the small silver horse that stopped, and asked Jorah to let the merchant in, and asked, "Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

"How dare I lie to the Mother of Dragons? You can come and have a look." The thin black man made a righteous promise, and pulled the little silver horse to his stall involuntarily.

There are many things in bottles and jars on the dark red blanket. In the center, a soft Yi Ti silk wraps two brightly colored stone eggs.

The size of a pineapple, the surface is covered with fine scales and has the texture of colorful glaze. The fine sunlight passing through the hollow ceiling is scattered on it, reflecting a red copper-like halo.

Dany gave a light "Yi", turned over and dismounted, hurried to the booth, bent over and picked up a stone egg from the silk-padded nest, and looked carefully from side to side.

"Mother of Dragons, don't be deceived by the old Bowhan." There was no seat next to the black skinny booth, but a white-skinned old lady was standing there. A string of clay pots in the shape of a beer bottle was hung, and through the gaps in the cork, a strong smell of goat milk was faintly heard.

Meeting Dany's gaze, the old Qarth woman whose back was crushed, showing her shriveled mouth with missing front teeth, laughed and said, "If it's really a dragon egg, the barbarian from Asshai would have taken it away long ago and dedicate it to the Pureborn!"

"You…" The thin black man called 'Bowhan', eager to poke his fingers into the woman's eyeball, jumped and scolded: " Bastard, bastard old woman! I have never offended you, I still buy goat milk from you every morning , why are you slandering me?"

The old woman rolled the eyes, said ill-humoredly: "I don't want to lose a repeat customer."

"What did you say?"

"I don't want you to deceive the great Khaleesi and her Dothraki cut you into two pieces." The old woman mocked said with a smile: "You don't even think about who this is in front of you, it's the Mother of Dragons.

You fool, you should stay far away when you meet her. That's right, if there is anyone in the world who can distinguish a real dragon egg, it must be her."

The old lady is very wise!

The black and thin man was speechless, his face became a bit waxy, and the people nearby also nod.

"This is indeed a dragon egg." Dany said something that made the old lady dumbfounded.

"What, really a dragon egg?" Even Bowhan was not calm.

"Dragon egg, Mother of Dragons said it's dragon egg! Bowhan's dragon egg is real!" Vendors at nearby stalls were in an uproar.

"Her Highness, are you sure?" Whitebeard leaned over and picked up another dragon egg, flipping it left and right, but it was difficult to distinguish the falsification.

He is also an expert, having been exposed to the real dragon egg in his youth, the dragon egg of House Targaryen.

"Haha, this is dragon egg, I'm not lying," Asshai's Bowhan jumped and jumped like a jackpot, and greeted the people around with a big laugh, "You all saw that, this is the renowned Mother of Dragons, the Mother of Dragons who gave birth to the Three Headed Dragon, she identified, this is a real dragon egg."

"It is indeed the dragon egg," asked Dany full of smiles to him, "If I buy, what is the price?"