Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 28 Negotiation
The fleet of the Varese family sailed around Lys in a mighty manner, alarming the city. However, the fleet paid no attention to the city of lust, and instead cleared out the pirate fleet that was still wandering outside the port, turned north, and headed toward Pentos along the coastline.

The five fastest galleys with 300 oars set out for the agreed location, carrying 50 Silver Blood Army soldiers equipped with halberds, spears, chain hammers and plate mail, tiger-striped war horses, and Aslan Longdel, Hoffa Law-Bearer and Lynn Valtaken, three of Longzel's closest ministers.

The negotiations took place on a rocky coast south of Pentos.

"roar"

The sharp roar of the dragon resounded throughout the entire coast. The giant snake-like Korakshu slowly climbed up the cliff on the coast, and the huge dragon head gently touched its master.

The Red Queen, who was dozing off nearby, was enjoying being wiped by Rhaenys. The old princess was carefully cleaning her companion's scales.

They arrived at the negotiation venue ahead of time.

"Daemon, what are you thinking?" Rhaenys couldn't help herself and walked up to Daemon and asked. "I looked at the conditions Viserys offered, the nominal title of royal prince, the title of governor of the border, a piece of land, and a marriage contract that would take who knows how many years to fulfill. Maybe they will accept it now, but what about in the future?"

Rhaenys looked Daemon in the eye. "I don't believe you haven't considered the future. Will Princess Rhaenyra be able to succeed to the throne? Will the Targaryen descendants be able to suppress the descendants of Vareses? They are also descendants of the dragon king. Silverwing will also lay dragon eggs. We can't completely prevent the descendants of the surname Vareses from obtaining dragons."

Daemon soothed him. "This is something for the younger generation to consider, Rhaenys. While my brother is still sitting on that iron chair, my wife's right of succession is undisputed. But once my brother is gone and Rhaenyra and I are not in King's Landing, I can hardly guarantee that people will support her crown as they do now. I need to prepare in advance."

"I'm glad you finally realized this." Rhaenys smiled. "The secular perspective determines people's vision. Although the lords have sworn allegiance to Princess Rhaenyra, if there is a change, I'm afraid only Duchess Jeyne of the Vale of Arryn, who is also a woman, and the northerners who abide by their oaths will stand firmly on the princess' side. But have you thought about how to win them over for the princess?"

"The princess' children are all good children." Daemon sighed. "I will persuade the families in the borderlands to accept them, and Prince Jacaerys and Prince Lusiris will serve as their attendants until they come of age."

"Have they agreed?"

"This was Xiaojie's initiative." Damon looked towards the horizon.

Two giant dragons flew towards us through the sea of ​​clouds, and the shadows of sails were faintly visible on the sea surface.

"Was Vermithor that big before?"

Rhaenys's expression suddenly became serious. Daemon's face also became serious.

As if she had sensed her master's emotional change, the Red Queen, who was lying on the ground, instantly raised her thorny dragon head and roared towards the sky.

Not to be outdone, Korakshu stretched his neck and roared.

In response to them was the long dragon roar of Womithor.

"Womithor, land." Longzel put on the "Dragon Knight" but did not wear the flashy helmet. Silver blood hung around his waist and the cloak was painted with the Varese family's emblem "Silver Dragon and Laurel Leaves".

The huge Bronze Fury slowly landed on the open ground, followed closely by the Silver Wing.

"Vormithor is at least a size bigger than when he was on Dragonstone." Daemon was familiar with the wild dragons that often appeared on Dragonstone, and he immediately noticed something was wrong. "The bronze scales are much brighter, the dragon horns are much thicker, and the silver wings are much bigger." He also saw the armor worn by the two young men who climbed down from the dragon saddle and the long swords hanging from their waists.

Even Prince Damon was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

"Welcome, cousins." Rhaenys welcomed them with open arms.

Longzel and Valar looked at each other and bowed at the same time. They were of the same generation as Daemon and Rhaenys. They deserved to be called cousins. "Longzel, long time no see." Daemon said while holding the dark sister.

"It's been many years since we last met, cousin Damon, and you are still as handsome as you were back then." Longzel responded with a smile.

"We bring an offer for the Iron Throne," Daemon said. "Upon learning of your decision to return to Westeros, King Viserys brings you an offer."

"I'm all ears." Longzel stood in front of Damon and said with a smile: "I brought back thousands of ships, countless gold, silver, silk, spices, treasures, tens of thousands of young men and craftsmen, and 6000 soldiers. I am responsible for their food."

"I understand." Daemon nodded. "The Iron Throne will recognize the royal status of the Vareses family, because Princess Senyla is still a member of the royal family, and will canonize you as 'Royal Prince'. Valar and Rey can also use the title of 'Prince' or 'Prince'."

Longzel just looked at him without saying anything. Seeing that his brother didn't say anything, Valar also closed his mouth.

"The Iron Throne wishes to form an alliance with the Vareses. The last two Dragon King families should have their blood mixed together."

Longzel crossed his arms and nodded. This was the most direct way for Westeros to accept their people.

"But as far as I know, the Targaryen family should have no daughters of the right age."

"So we are making a marriage contract for the next generation," Daemon added. "The daughter of the Targaryen family will be with your descendants, or Prince Rey."

Longzel nodded. "I can understand the royal family's dilemma, but you haven't answered my question yet."

"The royal family is sincere." Daemon opened his arms, and Rhaenys naturally opened the map. "The royal family offers you the following territory. The royal fiefdom 'Midsummer Plain' is located on a highland at the northern foot of the Red Mountains. The soil is fertile and the climate is mild. The royal family has negotiated with the lord families of this location, the Dondarrion family and the Swan family. The Dondarrion family is willing to hand over the villages and lands of Highmark Hill to you. I hope you can provide shelter for the Dondarrion family and defend against the invasion of the Weir family in Dorne. In addition, the land, population and mineral deposits of the Balance Valley, the Decision Territory, the Risky Frontier, and the Swelling Peak will also be your fiefdom."

Longzel looked at the map and didn't speak for a long time.

"The southern foot of the Red Mountains are occupied by stubborn Dornish lords. The Iron Throne promises that all the territories acquired by the Vareses family in Dorne will belong to you. In addition, the royal family will grant you the title of 'Governor of the Borderlands', and the lords of the Borderlands are obliged to accept your orders in times of war."

Longzel looked at Damon, as if wondering what else he could say.

"As a token of my sincerity, my stepson, Prince Jacaerys, volunteers to serve as your attendant if you are willing to accept the faith of the Seven Gods." Daemon readily stated the conditions.

"Cousin Daemon, the Dragon King family never believes in gods, even if they really exist." Longzel said. "But if necessary, we will pay respect to any gods."

Daemon nodded. "My stepson, Prince Lucerys, will soon finish his studies at Climax and serve as a squire to Prince Valarr, and my son, Prince Aegon, will also serve as a squire to Prince Rey when he is eight years old."

He smiled and said: "The royal family welcomes the return of allies and relatives."

Longzel narrowed his eyes.

Valar was stunned.

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(End of this chapter)