Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 112 My Dragon is a Pirate
Lahallo shrugged. "I know far more than you think. Stannis will never yield to the Lannisters, and Renly, he has Highgarden's backing, doesn't he?"

Garland did not answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

“A battle for supremacy among four kings, or perhaps five,” Rahalo continued, “depending on whether the North will participate in this game of power.”

"Who is the Fifth King?" Garan asked.

"King Baron of the Iron Islands".

“You look very happy.” Garland seemed a little angry.

“Why can’t I be happy?” Rahalo retorted. “The more heated the fighting between the seven kingdoms, the happier I am. Once they’re done fighting, it’ll be my turn to clean up the mess. You’re not stupid, you can definitely guess that, right?”

Lahalo waved to Grole, who had tactfully stepped aside during their conversation.

"Within two years, you must expand the fleet to thirty large warships, and all the sailors must be highly trained. Glory, you must recruit experienced navigators at all costs, especially those familiar with the Westeros coast. If you can accomplish this mission, you will be my Commander-in-Chief!"

Grole looked at Rahalo in surprise, a surge of excitement rising within him. For the first time, he realized just how ambitious this Kho was.

He removed his black captain's hat and bowed deeply. "Yes, sir!"

History has changed. Now Ned, Robert, and Jaime have all been defeated by Pentos. Ned was not imprisoned and died at Joffrey's hands, and Jaime was not captured alive by Robb Stark.

However, the War of the Five Kings, or at least the War of the Three Kings, is bound to break out, because the seeds of this conflict were sown as early as the War of the Usurpers.

After Robert seized the throne, he granted Dragonstone to Stannis, but granted Renly the title of Lord of Storm's End, Baratheon's birthplace. Although Robert did not think much of it, it was easy for others to misunderstand that Renly was the crown prince.

With the support of the Reach and a strong army, Renly's uprising to seize the throne was almost inevitable once Robert died, regardless of whether Joffrey was Robert's biological son.

Stannis was a rigid, harsh, and uncompromising man; he was the one who told Jon Arryn about Joffrey's past.

Moreover, he was very unhappy that Robert had granted Storm's End to Renly and would never allow either Joffrey or Renly to become king.

The most wronged were actually the Starks. They lived a peaceful life in the North, but King Robert's neglect of politics led to infighting and chaos in King's Landing.

Jon Arryn's death and Robert's bringing Ned back to King's Landing further complicated the situation.

Like a powder keg with a fuse, Ned's death broke the balance, and King's Landing, this powder keg, was bound to explode.

Moreover, the moment Bran Stark saw Cersei and Jaime acting recklessly from the tower, he sowed the seeds for the conflict between the lion and the wolf.

If there's one more seed, it's that Catelyn, under Littlefinger's influence, captured Tyrion.

In the original book, Tywin Lannister learned that Tyrion had been captured, and in order to save face, he had no choice but to send troops.

The only uncertainty for Lahalo was whether these two seeds would be enough to completely sever ties between the Lion and Wolf families.

In particular, history has changed, and the Starks are now the ones who benefit. Robb doesn't have any deep-seated hatred, so he lacks the motivation to fight Tywin.

If only we could add more fuel to the fire...

Suddenly, Lahalo remembered a fellow who was particularly skilled at arson, Petyr Baelish the Littlefinger!
He felt that Littlefinger was now on his side regarding the war.

Thinking of this, Rahalo looked at Garan and said meaningfully, "So, why don't you go home and tell Lady Olena which side to choose?"

…In the early morning, Daenerys took Laharo into her mouth. Since the Grand Hall had burned to the ground, they had moved back to this palace with nine white brick towers.

Rahalo looked at the four young dragons not far away, lifted Daenerys's silver-gold hair, and the silky strands slipped from his fingertips.

“They’re growing so fast,” Daenerys said, resting her head on Rahalo’s abs, her eyes filled with pride for the children. “I’m thinking of naming them.”

Rahalo cradled Dani's small face close to his own, "Have you decided what to call her?"

“Aegon’s dragons are named after Valyrian gods. Visenya’s dragon is named Vaghar, Rhaenys’s is Mirasis, and Aegon himself rides Balerion, the Black Death.”

Her voice was full of longing: "Vaghar's breath is extremely hot; it can melt a knight's armor and roast a person alive."

Miracis could swallow men and horses whole, while Bellerion's flames were as black as night, as dark as its scales, and the shadows of its wings were enough to obscure a bustling town.

Lahalo looked out the door and saw Vera and Elizabeth dragging a slaughtered sheep into the yard.

“I want to name them after my loved ones who were taken away by the gods,” Daenerys said, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"The green one is called Brother Lei, because my brave brother died on the banks of the Green Fork River."

The platinum one will be named Viserion. Viserys, though cruel, weak, and cowardly, is still my brother, and his dragon will fulfill his wishes.

“What about the black one?” Rahalo asked.

“Black,” she said, stroking Rahalo’s muscular chest and looking into his obsidian eyes, “let’s call him Haron.”

Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, the three young dragons immediately raised their heads alertly.

Vera and Elizabeth quickly placed the sheep in the middle of the yard, then screamed and ran away, peeking out from behind the gate with half their heads sticking out.

Although Daenerys's three dragons cannot fly, they are fast runners and exceptionally ferocious, like three hellhounds whose sharp teeth easily tear through flesh, exposing their bloody internal organs.

Just then, a soft sound came from under the bed, and the red dragon poked its head out, its amber eyes staring pitifully at the person on the bed.

"Your red dragon has gone into hiding again?" Daenerys chuckled, covering her mouth.

Red Dragon, having received no help, quietly crawled a few steps toward the door, peeking out with half his head out like Vera and the others were spying. But when he saw the three fierce little brothers outside, he shrank back inside.

Lahalo blushed, "How can this guy be so cowardly..."

The red dragon looked back, mumbled something, and wagged its tail, as if it understood. It mustered its courage but still didn't dare to crawl forward.

"Sigh, you've completely disgraced the dragon race!"

Lahalo was furious. "What do you mean, God? You give me a dragon and a pirated one, huh? You put a husky in a wolf pack. Are you bullying me because I'm not a local?"
When Aegon the Conqueror landed in King's Landing, he had fewer than two thousand men under his command. No one thought he could establish himself on this continent, let alone conquer the Seven Kingdoms.

But he has cheat codes, three of them: Belerien, Mirasis, and Vaghar.

In the Battle of Wildfire, the combined forces of King Casterly Rock and King Reach were burned to death by three dragons, killing four thousand men, including King Reach and all his children.

After this battle, the Westeros people exclaimed that the dragons were invincible, and all seven kingdoms prostrated themselves at the feet of the Iron Throne. How triumphant they were!

But all his red dragon does is make memes and act like a mascot. You're a dragon! Where's your kingly aura?
Lahalo was furious at its lack of ambition, so he got up, walked behind the red dragon, grabbed it by the scruff of its neck, and swung it around.

(End of this chapter)