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#362 - Chapter 96: Taking Side and Expressing Your Position (I)

Ser Barristan said anxiously: "Your Majesty, please don't do this! Across the sea lies the Crownlands, where the nobles are direct vassals of the Iron Throne. You have just arrived after a long journey and should strive to gain their support. If you lead foreign troops to plunder the local nobles, you will surely lose the hearts of the people."

Tyrion added, "Your Majesty, Ser Barristan speaks truly. Furthermore, the Velaryon family of Driftmark and the Celtigar family of Claw Isle are the closest to us and are among the most loyal vassals of House Targaryen. They have followed your family closely since the Doom of Valyria. More importantly, the current head of House Celtigar is Galon's father. They will surely stand firmly by your side."

Daenerys pondered for a moment and replied, "Grey Worm, I cannot let you and the Unsullied risk such an action. Such plundering would indeed make us lose popular support. Tyrion, immediately dispatch a fleet to Pentos and contact Galon to seek food aid. At the same time, we must also prepare to be self-sufficient. Ser Barristan, you must do your utmost to organize the soldiers to actively engage in agricultural production to solve some of the food supply problems as much as possible. In addition, I will send envoys to the Crownlands to engage in in-depth communication with the nobles there, hoping to gain their strong support and generous assistance. Especially the Celtigar and Velaryon families, it is imperative to bring them back into our fold. The closer we get to the dawn of victory, the more cautiously we need to act to ensure that we have a firm foothold in future wars." Everyone obeyed, Daenerys's eyes firm and full of determination.

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

After everyone had left, Daenerys had just struggled to her feet when she suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded. Fortunately, Missandei behind her was quick to react and rushed forward to support her swaying form.

Missandei was anxious, her face full of worry as she asked, "Your Majesty, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Should I summon a physician immediately?"

Daenerys frowned, waved her hand weakly, and said softly, "No need, I just feel a little unwell, I will recover after a little rest." Ever since she was framed by that vile witch, she had been full of suspicion and distrust towards doctors and wizards. Just as she spoke, a strong feeling of discomfort suddenly surged into her heart, causing her to turn her head away and begin to retch violently.

Seeing this, Missandei quickly reached out and gently patted her back, asking with concern and anxiety, "Your Majesty, please don't force yourself, you should quickly call for a doctor to take a look!"

However, Daenerys stopped her, a look of uncertainty on her face. The feeling was familiar, so she silently calculated by counting her fingers. Suddenly, a hint of joy appeared on her face.

"It's alright, Missandei. I'm really fine, even better than ever." She gently placed her hand on her slightly protruding lower abdomen.

At the same time, in the lord's study of Greencrab Castle, far away by the sea, Adrian was leisurely lying on a lounge chair, tightly holding his cute little granddaughter in his arms. The little one had already fallen into a sweet sleep under his gentle stroking.

Adrian mused to himself that since Galon was born into this world, good luck seemed to follow one after another. He felt very fortunate because his decisive decision back then had brought about earth-shattering changes to the entire family in just over a decade.

For hundreds of years, the Celtigar family had longed to possess the territory of Claw Isle, and now they had finally achieved their wish. This meant that the Celtigar family had risen to become a prominent noble family in the Seven Kingdoms, its status comparable to old powers such as the Redwynes and Hightowers. And this glory would continue for a long time, Adrian felt that he was worthy of the expectations of his ancestors.

At this moment, the door slowly opened, and Becot cautiously led Joryll into the room. Adrian quickly made a gesture of silence to them, while Joryll smiled and walked forward, gently picked up the child, nodded to Adrian, and quietly left.

Adrian frowned and said, "Haven't I told you before? You can handle the affairs of the territory, you don't need to bother me with every little thing."

Becot silently placed a letter in front of the Earl and said softly, "Father, this is a letter that has just arrived. It was sent by Galon from Qohor, and I think it is necessary for you to read it yourself."

"Hmm?" Adrian picked up the letter, examined it carefully, and then tapped the table with his fingers, as if thinking about something. "It seems that Galon intends to support this Dragon Queen. What measures do you think we should take next?" Becot looked at his father with a blank face, and asked in confusion, "Father, since Galon has decided to stand on the side of the Dragon Queen, shouldn't we also give him our full support without hesitation?

Adrian pondered for a moment and replied, "Son, things are not that simple. Although Galon verbally expressed his willingness to assist the Dragon Queen, he did not clearly state that he would join her camp. With my understanding of Galon, if he really wanted us to express our support, he would definitely clearly express it in the letter. Moreover, considering the complicated relationship between Galon and the Dragon Queen, at least for now, we don't need to worry too much about being attacked by them. So, we might as well wait and see what happens! At the same time, order people to start preparing a large amount of food and other necessary supplies, I believe these things will soon come in handy."

Becot nodded, "Father is wise. But... why do we need to store so many supplies?" He frowned, his heart full of doubt.

Adrian looked into the distance, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "War is coming, and no one can predict the future situation. Preparing more supplies can always play a role at a critical moment. Moreover, the Dragon Queen has come from afar and will definitely lack supplies. This is also our way of expressing goodwill."

After speaking, Adrian turned and left, leaving Becot to think about his father's words in place. He looked at his father's departing figure, and a feeling of admiration rose in his heart.