Quite a few seats are empty, aren't they?"
Looking at the vacant seats, Oberyn Martell, the Red Viper, plopped down in the Great Council hall and said to Viserys Targaryen with schadenfreude.
As a nobleman, he truly couldn't think of any reason to cooperate with Viserys Targaryen Dynasty.
However, when he looked at the little gray dragon in his nephew Young Aegon's arms, his thoughts stirred again.
This was the first time the Martell Family had successfully integrated Dornish blood into the iron throne, and it was the first Dragonrider the Martell Family possessed.
Even if Viserys had no intention of conquering Westeros, Prince Doran, with his Dragonrider nephew and niece, wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.
At this moment, Prince Oberyn Martell's eyes narrowed into slits, resembling a dangerous cobra.
He looked around, smiling, and said to Viserys Targaryen, "Since you are going to seek development across the Narrow Sea, then my sister, nephew, and niece should return to Dorne to live, just like the descendants of the Sea Snake did back then!"
"No!"
Before the Red Viper could finish his sentence, Ser Joffrey's face changed drastically, and he interrupted him.
Rhaenys Targaryen and Young Aegon both had their own Hatchling Dragon.
If they were to follow their mother to Dorne, a huge potential competitor would be added to the iron throne!
Compared to Aegon the Conqueror, who possessed the barren Dragonstone, if Prince Doran, who ruled the Dorne, could gain the help of a Dragonrider, rebuilding a new great dynasty might not be impossible!
"They are all Targaryens!"
Varys stepped forward, coldly reminding Prince Martell.
As the former King's Master of Whisperers, he was also a member of the Great Council.
At this moment, whether it was people or dragons, they would absolutely not hand them over!
Looking around, the entire Great Council had less than half its original number.
Master of Ships Ser Joffrey, Master of Whisperers Varys, and interim Grand Maester Daniel were the only three; they couldn't even gather the Master of Coin, Hand of the King, or Lord Commander of the Kingsguard!
"Dragons are unique to the Targaryen Family; outsiders cannot lay claim to them!"
Viserys Targaryen said with a solemn expression.
He didn't want to stage a dragon war with his nephew and niece in the future!
After all, children's temperaments are incomplete and extremely susceptible to external instigation.
Wasn't the tragic decline of the Targaryen Family the result of outsiders' instigation, leading to the Dance of the Dragons?
"Hmm, but without Dorne's support, Dragonstone's finances are about to collapse, aren't they!"
Oberyn Martell tilted his head and spread his hands, saying, "If you are willing to return Young Aegon's guardianship, the Dorne is willing to help you until the Hatchling Dragon grows up!"
At these words, everyone's eyes lit up.
Ever since Rhaegar Targaryen's defeat at the Trident, the Dorne had given Dragonstone almost no practical support!
If they had the help of the Dorne, the financial predicament of Dragonstone's army could indeed be greatly alleviated.
"Rhaenys Targaryen can marry His Majesty, and Daenerys Targaryen can marry Quentyn Martell; this way, the two families will become one!"
Oberyn Martell added.
Listening to the conditions for an alliance with the Dorne proposed by the Red Viper, many ministers were deeply moved.
The Dorne was a territory that even the Targaryen Family couldn't conquer.
The Targaryen Family and the Martell Family were already in-laws, and now each would get what they needed.
Even if Viserys Targaryen abandoned Dragonstone and fled to Dorne.
Once the Hatchling Dragon grew up, Westeros would still be theirs for the taking!
"That's a good idea!"
Ser Willem Darry's eyes lit up!
Rhaenys Targaryen already possessed the pure bloodline of the Targaryen Family.
If they married, it would neither violate family rules nor require traveling all the way to the Essos Continent!
"His Majesty has a sister, and according to Targaryen Family tradition, the Queen should be Daenerys!"
Grand Maester Daniel frowned and retorted.
Although Dorne's proposal seemed tempting, Prince Doran's naked ambition was almost impossible to hide.
He wanted to be the second Valyrian family in history, second only to one person, above all others!
He not only wanted to possess a Dragonrider but even coveted the iron throne itself!
"No!"
Viserys Targaryen shook his head firmly, refusing coldly!
This seemingly perfect idea actually harbored murderous intent!
Prince Doran's move was a blatant open conspiracy!
He wanted to completely swallow the sparsely populated Targaryen Family, even attempting to devour it without leaving a single bone!
Viserys Targaryen's purpose in moving to the Essos Continent was not simply out of fear of Robert Baratheon.
Rather than contending for Westeros with absolute military might, it was better to let the Targaryen Family directly become the sole savior of Westeros!
He was not a compassionate saint who saved the suffering!
Facing those ungrateful Northern barbarians, only death could make them sober!
Winter is coming; let these traitors stop the Night King themselves!
By his reckoning, the Night King's resurgence was less than ten years away.
At this thought, Viserys's lips curled into a cold smile.
He was already eagerly imagining the usurper's predicament when facing the Others.
What doomsday, what prophecies of human extinction, Viserys Targaryen didn't believe a single word of it!
If ice magic was truly that powerful, then millions of years ago, the Night King wouldn't have been defeated by giants, Children of the Forest, and the First Men!
The ancient Ghiscari Empire was so powerful, dominating Essos, yet it was no match for the Valyrian dragons!
The andals were driven by the Valyrian Freehold to Westeros, successively defeating the First Men and the Children of the Forest, and only then established the Seven Kingdoms!
How could a defeated foe of a defeated foe be a match for the Targaryen Family's dragons?
For his Targaryen Family to be cannon fodder for the gods? A fool's dream!
If Viserys Targaryen hadn't thoroughly read the original story and known the ultimate demise of his family, he would never have seen through the gods' conspiracy so easily!
lord of light, greenseers, sorcerers?
Too many secrets of the gods existed in this world.
Viserys Targaryen absolutely did not believe that a creature that wasn't even a god could destroy the entire world!
If the sky falls, the gods will hold it up; why bother my royal family!
Viserys Targaryen shook his head, steadying his mind.
In three years, he had already exhausted all the Dragonstone dragonglass mines.
One day, all the people of Westeros would be forced to kneel at his feet and sing praises of conquest!
"Mad Targaryen?"
Viserys Targaryen sneered inwardly, "That's because you rebellious subjects haven't seen a more cruel creature!"
"Now we can select the Kingsguard!"
Viserys Targaryen's eyes narrowed as he looked at the empty noble seats.
There were the vacant seats of Randal Tarly, Walder Frey, Paxter Redwyne, and others.
Viserys had no way of discerning who was a loyal attendant.
But he believed that a nobleman who could follow him all the way to the Essos Continent would definitely be a trustworthy Kingsguard!