Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 157: The Dothraki Wedding
"Don't worry, old man." Mora stood up with his glass in hand. Many Dothraki and Northern elders gathered around him. When these old men drank, they looked the same. Only their skin color and appearance showed that they were not compatriots. However, the elders took off their coats like the Dothraki, revealing the traces of being baptized by ice, snow and winter. "Just because of your scars, there will be no shortage of young men challenging you." Mora let out a sharp war cry, and the Dothraki people around him also let out the same roar.

Robb Ryswell stood up, not to be outdone. The old northerner howled like a wolf, which made the Dothraki even more excited. The old man of the Ryswell family was very popular with them - of course not because the Ryswell family's emblem was a horse, but because the old man was indeed a warrior.
The Dothraki respect warriors. They do not respect the old and weak, but if they are brave or wise old people, they will also place them in a high position - this is also the new change of Ago's Khalasar. His Khalasar does not need to deal with the looting and attacks of other Khalasar that may come at any time. The elderly and children are no longer a burden, and experienced old people still have great value.

All this is due to the nomadic range that Longzel has set for Ago's Karasa, which spans the entire northern part of the Borderland Prince Territory, from the westernmost Tianping Fort territory to the easternmost Baita City territory. Ago's Karasa can migrate to the set settlements for grazing at fixed times. If it is in Longzel's direct territory, Ago's Karasa does not need to pay anything. If it is on the land of other lords, they need to provide some cattle, sheep, and war horses as compensation. The experienced old people traveled all over the Borderland Prince Territory for the tribe a few years ago. They are familiar with where the water and grass are abundant, where there are Silver Blood Army manors near the pastures to exchange supplies more conveniently, and where the local villages are more open.
The thousands of Dothraki who migrated to Westeros gradually abandoned many old traditions, especially the joining of the ancestors from the North. They brought with them the same rough and generous customs of the ancestors, making these strangers who were far away from the Dothraki Grass Sea feel a great sense of familiarity.

The two ancient nations actually merged very well, and even a man from Bear Island named Jorah became one of the three blood guards of Aggo with his martial arts, and now he speaks fluent Dothraki dialect of Valyria.

This settlement, which means "City of Kha's Tents" in Dothraki, became more and more lively as the sun gradually rose. Three bloodriders of Aggo, Jomoro, Dahan and Jorah, were naked, surrounding an old man who was obviously a northerner and lit a bonfire in the center of the settlement. An ancient fish beam wood was transported from Dragon's Nest a few days ago and transplanted here. The huge tree canopy did not cover the rising bonfire, but made it brighter. It could even compete with the rising sun in brightness.

"Roar~" A long and powerful dragon roar came from afar. At this moment, whether it was the Dothraki or the ancestors of the North, or the nearby villagers and merchants who were invited to participate, they all knelt on one knee, ready to welcome their lord and king. The Kingsguard who had already arrived and the seven blood-sworn brothers - Tigaro and Sebastian were responsible for guarding the castle. Of course, they also asked Aslan and Hoffa to bring gifts for their former brothers, a dragon bone scimitar and a large bottle of Lys wine.

There are two familiar faces among these people. Stannis Storm, the bastard of the Cullens of Nightsong City. This bastard came here as a spy of the Cullens when Dragon's Nest and Summer Hall were just built to gather information. Now he is the right-hand man of Lord Royce Cullens. His purpose of coming to Summer Hall this time is to protect the heir of the Cullens, the young Byran Cullens, who is fostered in the Purple Palace. He is now Hoffa's attendant.

The man next to Stannis is still the familiar Eric Stormboy, the bastard of the Swann family of Stonehelm. Unlike Stannis who rose to prominence after the Cullens swore allegiance to the Vareses, the bastard Eric is still a person sent by the Swann family to gather intelligence. He has also struggled. He was on the list when King Aegon selected the Kingsguard, but unfortunately, he ran into Ser Harold Dark, who was already wearing a white robe, and was shot down and could only continue to be his spy.

"Listen, Eric." Stannis looked at the black spots getting bigger and bigger, and reminded in a low voice: "The Dothraki wedding will last a whole day. It is said that the death of someone at their wedding is a symbol of good luck. These grassland barbarians will mate openly at the wedding and fight for women. So, if you want to stay alive, just wait for Khal Ago and Agatha to refuse the dishes, and then concentrate on eating. The Dothraki will not attack unarmed people, nor will they attack guests who are concentrating on enjoying the food."

"Oh." Eric said a little depressed. His mission had basically failed. The Sven family didn't care about him anymore and even stopped paying his annual pension. The only reason he hadn't starved to death was that he still had a horse, a sword and armor, so he could take on the job of caravan guard to support himself. Stannis would also give him some money from time to time to prevent his old brother from starving to death. But at this moment, Stannis noticed that Eric's pupils suddenly dilated, causing the bastard to sigh again. "Isn't it just a dragon? You can see it every day, is it that serious?"

Of course, after all, every boy in Westeros has a childhood dream of riding a dragon to the sky, and every Dothraki boy also has a dream of conquering the world on a flying winged horse.

The sky, which had just revealed a glimmer of sunshine, darkened again. The wings of Womisoor covered the entire tent city. Beside it, Silver Wing roared loudly and landed with Womisoor on the hill next to the clearing. Following the two dragons were Storm Cloud and Shadow Nightmare. The two young dragons roared and swooped down, passing over people's heads before slowly landing beside the two dragons.

The two young and agile dragons really left a deep impression on people, especially Xinge and Huohuo who landed right after them. Today was Samantha's second time riding a dragon. Unlike her brother who was very skilled, the girl rode very cautiously, with her whole body lying on the dragon saddle. Huohuo seemed to feel the nervousness of his partner, and deliberately separated two tentacles to help stabilize the girl's body. However, the remaining tentacles fluttering in the wind and his appearance really made many people who were kneeling on one knee look at each other in confusion.

Of course, people will only wonder in their hearts what is going on with this giant dragon, and will not question its beauty or ugliness. After all, a dragon is a dragon, and strength is always the most beautiful.

As all the dragons landed, people could finally see the people on the dragons' backs clearly. Longzel and Diana carefully climbed down from Womisoor's body. In order to allow Diana to land more safely, Womisoor even stretched out his wings so that Diana could walk down more steadily.

Rey and Rhaena, Valar and Layla also climbed down from their respective dragons. Rhaena was the most excited of the two ladies. She had longed to ride a dragon since she was a child, but unfortunately her Dawn was too small, so she could only rub against Rey's partner first. When she got off the back of Shadow Nightmare, she even touched the black dragon in a circle, causing Shadow Nightmare to hum a few times in dissatisfaction.

Viserys followed behind Aegon, holding Ringol in one hand and Samantha in the other. The three boys discussed for a long time and finally decided to wear sleeveless painted vests to the wedding. They only regretted it when they arrived at the dragon's lair and saw the costumes of Longzel and the others, because Longzel and the others were wearing ordinary clothes and they did not change clothes according to the Dothraki customs.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and the three boys could only fly to the scene in sleeveless vests, which made the white knights' eyelids twitch. However, the captain of the Kingsguard, Sir Stephen Darklyn, was still very pleased, because this showed that Aegon was also a king who cared about the people like his brother.

"Big Kao, can we start?" As Ago's elder, Mora didn't dare to drink at this moment. He quickly stood in his seat and looked at the sky.

Dawn has arrived.

"Okay." Longzel stretched out his finger and hooked it. Wormisol, who was enjoying the horse meat and venison offered by the Dothraki, raised his head and a flame shot up into the sky.

The shirtless nomadic warriors blew the horns in their hands, and two horses slowly stepped into the center of the tent city.

After seeing the dragon flames rising to the sky, Ago and his Khaleesi and the female warrior Agatha slowly rode towards the bonfire in the center. The young khal and the silver-haired female warrior rode around the bonfire again and again. Finally, Ago rode his horse through the bonfire and grabbed Agatha from her horse. The people around them howled, and even Aegon and Viserys couldn't help but scream.

"Samantha, can I marry you like this in the future?" Aegon smiled and looked at the little girl who was watching Ago pick up Agatha in ecstasy, but was glared back by the little girl. Aegon then noticed the half-smile in Longzel's eyes behind him and sat back in his seat obediently.

"Ago, my friend." Longzel looked at Ago riding on his horse and said, "Congratulations on marrying your own moon and star."

"Blood of my blood, your coming is a great honor to me." Ago said excitedly: "My blood will always beat for you, blood of my blood."

Longzel smiled and motioned for Valar to hand his gift to Mora beside him, and continued to watch the wedding process quietly.

"Khaleesi of my blood." The old bloodrider Dromolo stepped forward first, taking out a dragonbone whip. "May your steed always gallop across the vast grasslands."

"May his steed gallop forever across the earth." Agatha was a very bold girl. She rode her horse again, took the whip and whipped Ago who was standing beside her. Ago grabbed the whip with a smile and pulled it back into his hand.

"Just like now." The female warrior took the Arak handed over by Jorah with a laugh, and after fighting with Ago for a few times, she naturally returned the scimitar to her husband.

The last gift was Dahan's longbow. Agatha bent the bow with all her strength, letting people see her arm strength, and then returned the gift to her husband Ago.

"In the name of the great sky god." The old man from the north looked at the newlyweds riding on two horses, standing under the heart tree and said loudly: "In the name of the heart tree, witness the union of the khal and his khaleesi. The child of Agatha khaleesi will take up the scimitar and gallop across the earth under the dragons. The heart tree is a witness, and the gods are witnesses!"

The howling of the people was like a huge wave, instantly breaking through the eardrums of everyone present. With the joining of the ancestors of the North, the already transformed faith of Ago's Khalasar was injected with new blood again. The heart tree was regarded as the observer of the gods and was also worshiped. To be honest, in many cases, the faith of the old gods was essentially the worship of nature, and the ancestors did not know what they were worshiping.

The battle begins.

The people of Ago's Karasari no longer fought for women. They fought each other and enjoyed the fun of fighting. Some women also joined the battlefield, hoping to prove that their bravery was no less than that of men.

Robb Ryswell roared and defeated three Dothraki men, but was finally thrown to the ground by Droko's brute force. The glorious death he expected did not come, and the old man could only go back disappointed and drink pepper wine to drown his sorrows. Even a few Dothraki men found the Kingsguard and the Bloodsworn Brothers, but they were eventually defeated due to their inferior equipment.

The children were so excited that they wanted to go down and fight too.

Of course he was held down.

The battle lasted all day, and the Dothraki wedding slowly came to an end.

No one died at this wedding, but hundreds of people bled.

No one left any seeds behind, as it was too barbaric. But hundreds of warriors, both men and women, proved their bravery. Longzel rewarded them on the spot.

Perhaps this is the purpose of this wedding melee.

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