Chapter 46 Meeting the Royal Family The royal
Family is the descendant of the ancient king and queen of Qarth. They are not one person, but a group of direct bloodline.
Xaro looked at Dany's skirt and warned her in a fuss that if she wanted to meet the royal family and please them, she must wear the traditional dress of Qarth.
That is, the long dress with exposed chest that the ladies of Qarth wear on the street. Except that the right chest is exposed, the rest is no different from ordinary dresses.
"I don't disrespect the royal family, but as a guest, if I wear the same clothes as the women of Qarth, wouldn't it be an attempt to confuse my identity? Isn't this more disrespectful to the royal family?" Dany argued.
She didn't want to expose her breasts to a group of people's lustful onlookers even though they were a little small.
In fact, she was not quibbling. There has never been a etiquette that when a guest goes to see the host, he must wear the same clothes as the host.
Unless the guest has no dignity and flatters the host, hoping to get something from him.
In this way, they are not guests, but beggars and almsgivers.
How many "dragon seekers" has Dany received these days? Most of them are from different ethnic groups, and they all wear their own national costumes. None of them put on Dothraki painted vests.
From this incident, it can be seen that Xaro has always looked down on her.
Many civilized city-states are afraid of centaurs, but they also look down on centaurs. Obviously, in the eyes of this Qartheen, Dany is also a barbaric centaur, not the queen of the seven kingdoms and the princess of Dragonstone.
The original Daenerys was obsessed with restoring her country. She desperately wanted to get help from the Qartheen, so she always tried her best to accommodate the Qartheen.
But even if she put on the traditional costumes of Qartheen, the royal family did not lend her a single soldier.
Well, speaking of this, the current Dany has been wondering that the city in front of her is completely different from the Qartheen in "Game of Thrones".
Xaro is not black at all. On the contrary, he is milky white.
He did not collude with the wizards to kill the other 12 giants. Because there are city guards, camel cavalry, and a huge fleet here, wizards have to shrink honestly even when they are at the peak of their power.
And it's useless to kill them. The Thirteen Giants are businessmen who do business. If they die, there will be countless businessmen to replace them.
Finally, Qarth is extremely rich.
Just think about it, how can Suez be poor?
If Dany really succeeded in robbing the city as in the TV series, she could easily buy the entire Slave Bay, and she wouldn't have to cheat to get the Unsullied of Aposta.
"The royal family will never want to receive someone wearing a Dothraki painted vest." The words of the nurse Xaro woke Dany from her meditation.
She thought for a while and said, "The centaurs don't only have painted vests. We should have our own special clothes, cheongsams, uh, also called Dothraki robes."
Then she asked Irri to find a peony red long robe from the box.
Soft and silky Qohor silk cloth, wrapped in gold edges, short sleeves, a white rose embroidered on the collar and hem, and a single hem slit to the middle of the thigh.
When Dany changed into the cheongsam that the tailor of Qarth had made according to her pattern and appeared in front of Xaro, he opened his mouth wide, and his pig eyes bulged out of his eye sockets, as if they were about to be straightened.
"Is this really the clothing of the centaurs?" He swallowed hard and said in disbelief.
"This is the Dothraki cheongsam, the clothes of our centaurs." The centaur maid said proudly.
"How is it?" Dany turned around on the spot and looked at Xaro.
"It's much better than the painted vest." He nodded, looked at the cheongsam carefully with admiration, and exclaimed: "Simple but not without charm, sexy and solemn, fully showing the curves and charm of women, good, very good. Khaleesi, you have suddenly raised the level of civilization of the Dothraki people by a lot!"
These few words made Dany look at the nurse in front of her with a new look. This guy's aesthetics and ability to accept new things are far beyond ordinary people.
That afternoon, Dany wore a silver collar around her neck, a slim-fitting cheongsam with a red background and white peony, and blue slippers on her feet. She was surrounded by her bloodriders and Jorah, and rode in a carriage to the gate of the Hall of a Thousand Seats.
Well, you can't ride a horse when wearing a cheongsam, which is why she and her maid already had cheongsams but never wore them in public.
It's beautiful, but it's not very practical for horse people.
As for the silver collar that looks like a throat armor, it looks a bit like the same one that the red priestess Melisandre wears at first glance. Both are gold and silver collars with a dazzling big gem in the center of the collar.
But the red priestess's is a ruby, while Dany's is amethyst, a magical amethyst, given to her by Xaro for self-defense.
He said that the royal family has always had a bad reputation and often gave poisoned wine to those they think are threatening. The magical amethyst has the special effect of repelling poison, ensuring that Dany is immune to all poisons.
If it were another world, Dany would have sneered, but no matter how mysterious the things in this fantastical plane were, she had to at least remain skeptical.
To Dany's surprise, the royal family asked her not to bring dragons when she met with them. In response, Xaro sneered, "Your dragons can breathe fire. They are like a group of silkworms huddled in a warm breeding room, unable to adapt to the outside world. Even the slightest possible harm will make them cry in fear."
Dany glanced at him and thought to herself, if it weren't for you merchants with ulterior motives who did some terrible things to the royal family, would they be so scared?
But the royal family still wanted to see the dragons.
She took the blood guards and the dragon, followed a chubby black old eunuch through the palace gate, and entered the martial arts field on the side of the main hall from the corridor on the left. On weekdays, the royal family would stand on the spire tower in front to watch the soldiers perform martial arts.
At this time, the square paved with colorful cobblestones was empty, and on the balcony on the top floor of the tower, a group of people stood in the shadows.
"Mother of Dragons, you can untie the shackles of a real dragon and fly freely in the palace of a thousand seats!" The old eunuch's eyes narrowed into a pair of crescents.
Dany sighed. People under the eaves will always do things that make them uncomfortable.
She untied the iron hoops on the necks of the three dragons one by one, and said to Dahei in her heart: Others treat us as pets for people to watch. You take the two brothers to fly outside the city. Remember, you must avoid humans and don't land on the ground before I call you.
"Hiss--" Dahei jumped up, trying to jump into the sky in one step without gliding like before, but as soon as he exerted force, his left leg softened and his body staggered and fell on the cobblestone ground. "
Hahaha, Dahei, you have eaten too much these days, and you are fat all over!" Dany laughed heartlessly.
After coming to Qarth for more than half a month, the three dragons have never flown, and there is an unlimited supply of fresh raw meat every day. Everyone can see that their bodies have become fatter.
They all looked a bit chubby and cute.
But they were dragons after all, and dragons were born to live in the vast sky. Soon, the three dragons fluttered and ran for more than ten steps on the ground, leaped up, slid into the air, flew around the square for a few circles, and then gradually climbed to a height of more than a thousand meters.
The old eunuch placed his right hand, which looked like a braised pig's foot, on his forehead, staring at the three dragons turning into a black dot and disappearing. He then smacked his lips, looking satisfied but still wanting more: "Real dragons, those are real dragons, Khaleesi, can't you let them fly a few more times?"
"They can't hear me even if I open my mouth and shout now." Dany spread her hands helplessly.
"Okay."
Then he took Dany and her group back to the main hall on the high platform, climbed up the 99 stone steps, and stood in front of the door for a full half an hour. The hardwood door with gold nails, which was wider than the city gate, opened with a heavy historical atmosphere.
A fat white man in a loose silk shirt and trousers with colorful stripes walked out slowly, glanced at Dany and the others indifferently, and said to Dany in the ancient Valyrian language with the dialect of Qarth: "The royal family is waiting for you, Khaleesi, please ask your men to stay outside the door."
The fat man spoke in a calm tone, without a trace of personal emotion, like a robot delivering messages, but his tone of voice was particularly pleasant.
Dany nodded to Jorah and the blood guards, and followed the fat milkman into the main hall of the palace.
The hall is a thousand square meters, about 30 meters by 40 meters square, with windows on all four walls, and good lighting design. As soon as Dany entered the door, she saw the Qarth people in gorgeous clothes at the other end of the hall.
Starting from the middle of the hall, there are marble stairs gradually going up, and there is a high stone platform between the round ceiling and the stairs.
There are twenty-four huge wooden chairs placed in an arc on the high platform.
Those chairs were not only huge, but also strangely carved. The gilded surface was bright and brilliant. The armrests and backrests were inlaid with amber, agate, jade and emerald. Each chair was different, like flowers competing for beauty.
On each chair sat a royal from Qarth with milky white skin. They were wearing gorgeous Qarth robes. There were old and young, strong muscular men, weak sick men, and some staring at Dany with bright eyes. Many people had wandering eyes and were completely absent-minded, as if seeing the dragon had achieved their goal today.
"I am Daenerys, Stormborn Targaryen, the legitimate heir of the Seven Kingdoms." Dany introduced herself to them generously, and touched her chest and knelt down to salute, "I am honored to be summoned by the glorious and ancient royal family of Qarth."
After a long silence, a middle-aged man on the left said, "Mother of Dragons, your cheongsam is eye-catching."
His name is Windro, one of the targets recommended by Xaro for her bribery.
Besides him, two other royals accepted her brilliant coins.
Xaro advised her that she would need a few people to speak for her on the spot.
She didn't think much of it before, but now although Dany felt that the money was not worth it, it was not wasted.
Well, everyone else looked at her silently, as if watching a puppet show.
Would the audience talk to the puppets on the stage?
None of the royals took the initiative to greet her. After waiting for a long time, only Windro praised her cheongsam.
But Dany soon thought of the purpose of today: to eliminate the worries of the royal family of Qarth about the possible emergence of a new dragon king.
She followed the script she had prepared and began to express her request, saying things like "I am the only descendant of Targaryen and have the right to inherit the throne of the Seven Kingdoms", "People in the Seven Kingdoms are secretly sewing dragon flags at home, and they will respond to my call when I return", "The trade governor of Pentos and the sea king of Braavos all support me in restoring my country".
She was like a naive young girl who loved fantasy, and she talked about her longing for her hometown in Westeros, her optimism about regaining the throne, and her expectations for the nobles and kind people of the Seven Kingdoms.
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