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#205 - Chapter 15 Ambition

Grigg walked to Sansa and said softly, "Miss Stark, the sea breeze is a bit cold at night. We have about two days of sailing ahead. If you feel unwell, you can return to the cabin."

After a while, the ship still didn't leave. Willie spoke a few words to the person who had just arrived, then turned his gaze to them. Grigg asked, "What's happening?"

Willie: "Lord Grigg, the situation has changed. Our itinerary needs to be altered."

Grigg: "What happened?"

Willie: "Balon Greyjoy of the Iron Islands has declared himself king and sent a fleet to attack the Stony Shore. Five days ago, Theon Greyjoy led a hundred Ironborn in a sneak attack on Winterfell, which was sparsely defended, and occupied it. Master-at-Arms Rodrik Cassel was killed, and acting castellan Bran Stark was captured."

Grigg: "The situation in the North is currently unclear, so we can't go to White Harbor for the time being. Miss Sansa, it seems you can only go to Highgarden. We have a large army stationed there, so at least your safety is guaranteed."

Sansa was stunned by the news, muttering to herself, "How could this happen... Why would Theon betray us... I... Waaah X﹏X"

Willie: "Lord Grigg, give the orders!"

Grigg: "Send word to set sail! We'll go to Duskendale, disembark there, and return to Highgarden by land."

Red Keep, the Hound, covered in blood, knocked on the gate. "Yes, Ser Clegane is back, open the gate quickly!" A gold cloak soldier shouted from the window.

Tyrion asked anxiously, "Hound, did you find Miss Sansa?"

The Hound glanced at him, walked up to Joffrey, and pulled out a piece of bloodstained skirt from his lower back. "I chased after her, but couldn't find her. I only found this."

"Oh! Damn it! Jaime is finished!" Tyrion slapped his head forcefully, pointing at Cersei and saying, "Look at what your stupid son has done!" Then he stormed off.

Cersei panicked, "What are you going to do?"

Tyrion didn't turn his head back, "Of course, I'm going to figure out how to save Jaime. Thanks to you, we originally had three Starks, and now they're all gone!"

Cersei immediately ordered, "No one is allowed to talk about what just happened. If I hear any rumors, everyone present will be executed."

At dusk, the territory of House Caffier of Grey Gallows. It was originally just a poor fishing port, but it has undergone a complete transformation since receiving funding from Liu Yuan a few years ago, becoming an important shipping port for Highgarden on the northern line.

An ordinary three-masted ship docked, and Sansa followed the others ashore. She had already changed into a lady's hunting outfit for ease of movement.

Grigg warmly embraced the person who came to greet them. "Hahaha, Barton, it seems life here is pretty good. You've gained a lot of weight, kid."

Barton: "I'm stuck in the port every day, eating nothing but seafood. I'd be strange if I didn't gain weight. What brings you here?"

Grigg: "The Lord assigned me a task to rescue Lord Rickon's sister. We've picked her up, but Winterfell was occupied. So we're taking a detour through your place to Highgarden."

Barton: "Alright, I'll arrange horses for you. It's been uneasy around here lately. There are often Lannister cavalry units harassing the area, so be careful on the road."

Liu Yuan looked over the summarized information and couldn't help but chuckle, "Our Daenerys is not having a good time! She's actually thinking of seeking help from those fat, greedy merchants, who only act when they see a sure thing."

Daenerys was indeed not doing well. The Spice Guild and the Tourmaline Brotherhood had clearly refused her. After all, Westeros was too far away, not within their business scope, and they had no interest in it.

Xaro had been taking her to visit the other members of the Thirteen for the past two days. Each of these people owned dozens, if not hundreds, of ships.

Daenerys was complaining to him, "They have no interest in my cause. The Silk Merchant has trade relations with House Redwyne and House Hightower and is unwilling to offend these major clients for my sake. The Copper Merchant is willing to give me a ship, but his condition is that I spend a night with him. It's ridiculous, would I sell myself for a ship?"

Xaro: "It's not surprising, they are all successful merchants. They have lived comfortably since childhood and will not invest in projects that do not show immediate returns. But I am different from them. I came here alone from the Summer Isles. I have done everything to survive. When I was down on my luck, I even fought wild dogs for food. But now I am successful, I am the richest of the Thirteen."

Daenerys stared at him with her beautiful eyes, "So, Magister Xaro, will you help me?"

Xaro smiled and said, "Please come with me, I will take you to a place." They arrived at the lowest level of Xaro's palace. Xaro pointed to a metal door and said, "This is the vault that I hired the best craftsmen in the world to build. This door incorporates the strongest Valyrian metal in the world... The only way to open it is with this key." Xaro took out the ornament hanging on his chest.

Daenerys reached out and stroked the vault door, "This is the key, it's really beautiful. So what's behind this door?"

Xaro smiled, "Wealth! Countless wealth. They can be exchanged for armies and warships, and support them in crossing the sea to reclaim your kingdom."

Daenerys: "All for me, so what do I need to give in return?"

Xaro: "I think you should understand, from the first moment I saw you, I was deeply fascinated by you. I hope you can marry me, I will fully support your cause. And our children will be princes and princesses!"

Daenerys said, "So you are the greediest one, you want everything. Sorry, I can't promise you."

Xaro said, "You should understand that I am the only one in this city who is willing to help you. And my offer is valid forever!"

Harrenhal, Arya stroked her heart that was about to jump out of her chest. That was really close, just a little bit more, and she would have been exposed. At the same time, she also blamed herself for being so careless. In the words of Instructor Garon, she was getting ahead of herself. But that guy named Jaqen was really powerful, he could kill Amory Lorch silently.

"Ah! Please forgive me, I really didn't know."

"It really has nothing to do with me! Please, please."

Cries of agony came from outside the window, stimulating her nerves. It was really just a little bit more, and she would have been the one hanging there being tortured. Arya deeply recited several times: Steady, steady! Must be steady!

After calming down, Arya carried a tray filled with food and wine and pushed open the door.