Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 96 Tas Island

Gavin and Daenerys found a place to sit down. The people hiding in the corners of the inn secretly poked their heads out and looked back and forth at Gavin and Daenerys in the distance.

They looked at Gavin and Daenerys' iconic silver hair and purple eyes, and began to whisper to each other.

"Look, those eyes and hair are the characteristics of the Targaryen family. They are also riding dragons. The Targaryen family is back," a bearded merchant muttered in a low voice.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. The dragons of the Targaryen family have been destroyed for more than a hundred years. They have long been extinct. How is that possible?" a drunk businessman retorted.

"Why don't you go and see what that is at the door? You'd better wake up, or he might anger the Dragon King and harm us all." A skinny mercenary nearby threatened coldly.

"Maybe they are here for revenge. Those who once betrayed the Targaryen family will be in trouble." An old man stroked his chin and thought.

Gavin ignored the whispers beside him, and he couldn't hear clearly because he was far away. Instead, Daenerys listened carefully.

Suddenly she asked Gavin, "Gavin, do the people of the Seven Kingdoms really welcome the Targaryens?"

Gavin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter to them who is the king. They only care about their own lives and property, and will be swayed by public opinion and religion. So there is no such thing as welcoming. As long as the ruler's policies are good for them, they will welcome it."

Daenerys asked, "How are you doing in the Stepstones, Gavin? Do your people love you?"

After listening to this, Gavin pondered for a moment and said, "All those who benefit from me will definitely support me, and as for the others who are being coerced, there will be no opposition."

After a while, Martha and the waiter brought up the food.

The landlady, Martha, looked nervous and said timidly, "Sir, the room has been prepared for you and the sheep have been driven to the door. Do you have any other instructions?"

After hearing this, Gavin smiled calmly and responded, "Thank you for your hard work. Go and do your own thing." After that, he stood up and slowly walked out of the inn, then threw the sheep to Chiying one by one.

Along with the blazing dragon flames spewed out by Chiying, a strong and pungent aroma of barbecue instantly spread around the inn. Some brave and curious people couldn't help but stick their heads out to watch curiously. After all, witnessing the scene of a dragon eating with their own eyes is a novel sight that has never been heard of or seen before. Some passing soldiers also hurriedly left to inform their respective masters.

At night, Gavin and Daenerys rested in the room. Outside the window, the watery moonlight poured on the quiet road, covering the earth with a layer of silver gauze.

However, in just one night, the news of the Targaryen and the dragon's appearance spread across the land like a swift wind. With countless ravens flapping their wings, the news spread rapidly throughout the Seven Kingdoms.

The next day, Gavin and his friends got up early, packed up briefly, and set off again.

As the dragon left, everyone in the inn breathed a sigh of relief. They continued their journeys and told the story of last night's miracle as a topic of bragging and spreading it.

Gavin and his companions rode on Blazing Shadow and flew southeastward for a whole day. In stark contrast to the sparsely populated northern region, the Riverlands and Stormlands, the heartland of the kingdom, were densely populated and bustling.

Countless people looked up in astonishment, staring at the blazing shadow flying past their heads, pointing at the sky and exclaiming in amazement. Travelers on the road stopped their hurried steps and looked up at the sky; farmers working in the fields also looked up from the ridges involuntarily, before they had time to put down the farm tools in their hands; everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by the majestic and domineering blazing shadow in the sky.

For a moment, Chiying's huge body that covered the sky and the sun, and his majestic posture, were engraved in people's minds like a deep and shocking mark.

At dusk, Gavin and his team had already flown over the Tass Strait, and the Tass Island ahead was vaguely visible in the hazy twilight.

Gavin introduced Daenerys: "We are about to reach the Isle of Tarth, which is controlled by the Tarth family of Duskfall Hall. Let's rest on the island for a while before continuing on our journey. We will reach the Stepstones tomorrow morning."

Daenerys responded, "Well, Gavin, I'll do as you say. Blazing Shadow is tired, too."

A lighthouse for guiding ships stands on a coastal cliff on Tasman Island.

A guard was standing guard at the top of the lighthouse, his eyes sometimes sweeping over the choppy sea, sometimes glancing absentmindedly at the island.

The bored guard was waiting for the night to fall. After the lights on the top of the tower were lit, he could rest.

At this moment, he subconsciously looked up at the sky. In the distance, he saw a huge dragon flying towards the island, its wings spread out almost covering half of the sky, and finally flew into the island.

The guard's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened, but he was too shocked to make a sound. After a moment, he seemed to wake up from his stupor, turned around, and stumbled down the stairs of the lighthouse, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Dragon! The dragon is coming!" His voice became shrill and piercing with fear, and it echoed along the road leading to the castle.

The guard ran as hard as he could for a long time and finally ran to a village. Without taking a breath, he rushed into the village, borrowed a horse, and then whipped the horse's buttocks hard and galloped towards the castle.

His chest rose and fell violently, he gasped for breath, and sweat poured down his face, soaking his clothes. Along the way, the wind whistled in his ears, and he had only one thought in his mind: to inform Earl Selwyn of the dragon's appearance as soon as possible.

The guards on duty on the city wall saw a figure riding a horse in the distance, and immediately blew the horn, and then shouted to the bottom: "The cavalry is back!" At the sound of the horn, the castle gate was slowly opened.

The guard rushed into the castle on horseback, panting. Before his horse could stop, he fell off, staggering and almost unable to stand. He gasped and kept shouting, "The dragon! The dragon is coming!"

Soon, the breathless guard was brought before Lord Selwyn Tarth.

Looking at the guards in front of him, Selwyn frowned and was about to ask a question when his daughter Brienne of Tarth also walked into the hall.

She was tall, with a round, rough face covered with freckles, and a nose that had been broken so many times that it looked a little crooked.

Selwyn ignored his daughter and looked at the guard calmly and said, "Don't panic. Tell me slowly what you saw."

(End of this chapter)