Chapitre 253: Chapter 252: The Deer Hunt
However, upon hearing the words of the red priestess, Viserys shook his head slightly and couldn't help but chuckle.
"You said, the Lord of Light is the true god."
He then pulled on the reins, turning his horse around and continued to speak.
"And if the true god has so many followers, how would he have time to concern himself with who my woman is?"
"This..."
Melisandre was momentarily at a loss for words, opening her mouth but not knowing how to respond.
But she also turned her horse around to follow Viserys, descending the hillside.
"Go."
Viserys rode ahead, turning his head to glance at Melisandre before speaking again.
"I'm not afraid to tell you."
"I received a letter from my great-uncle. The Others have been sighted at the Wall."
Viserys was with Melisandre today to handle some religious matters.
If he wanted to truly win the Seven Kingdoms and rule for a long time, he needed the support of the followers of the Seven. This was something the Targaryen family had known since the time of his ancestor, Aegon the Conqueror, when he conquered Westeros.
And in Pentos, to gain widespread support on this land, he had to rely on the local church.
The followers of the Red God were growing rapidly on the continent of Essos, sweeping through some cities without mainstream religious factions, and even some city-states with local deities were invaded by followers of the Red God.
Such as Oldtown, Qohor, and so on.
Following behind Viserys, Melisandre was still pondering the question he had just raised, thinking about how to respond.
But after thinking about it, Melisandre herself became confused.
She wasn't sure if she had received a warning from the Lord of Light, or if she simply didn't think Arianne was a suitable choice...
So she used the name of the Lord of Light to subconsciously warn Viserys.
Because it originated from her heart, she hadn't seen the answer in the flames, it was just a whim, and she couldn't help but blurt it out.
But she didn't expect Viserys to see through her, so she was momentarily at a loss for words.
However, at this moment, she heard Viserys casually mention something.
"Hmm?"
The red priestess slightly raised her head, paused for a moment, and initially didn't realize what Viserys was saying.
Then she heard Viserys repeat it, and her face changed slightly.
"The Others?"
"Do you mean the Others have been sighted at the Wall?"
In the afternoon.
The sun overhead was still brilliant, shining on the woman's fair chest, a gorgeous necklace, the red gem in the middle reflecting a faint light.
Melisandre spoke urgently.
"Your Grace, could I see that letter?"
...
Night fell quickly.
The sky had completely darkened, and every household in the prosperous city-state of Pentos had lit their lamps.
The girls who had gone out hunting finally returned with the game they had caught today.
Although it was now winter, and many hibernating animals had reduced their range of activity, the girls' trip was not in vain.
Obara, the eldest of the Sand Snakes, had suffered a minor injury. She had been slapped by a bear while hunting with her sisters.
Then the soldiers protecting the sisters rushed up and killed the poor bear that had come out of hibernation looking for food.
Obara had been injured, likely a broken rib, but the palace physician had set it right, and she should be fine.
This time, the four girls had hunted a
bear and a stag together.
Actually, the soldiers had contributed more than the girls. For instance, Arianne was smart and just shot arrows from behind, not foolishly rushing in like Obara.
So when Arianne returned, she still had energy. She wanted to personally cook a dish with a taste of home for her lover.
This was a special program they had agreed upon during the day, and Viserys had been looking forward to it for a long time.
Then the soldiers carried the stag into the kitchen, Arianne rolled up her sleeves, personally picked up a short knife her father had given her, and began to dissect the stag.
The stag was a small program effect Arianne had prepared in advance because it could be suggestive, and she believed Viserys would like it.
However, Arianne's short knife didn't seem very sharp, and she had some difficulty dissecting the stag.
Then Viserys took out a short knife from his bosom and gave it to her.
This was the weapon left by the Faceless Man who had tried to assassinate Viserys. There were two of these knives, likely a set.
The first was abandoned in the palace during the assassination, and the second was found on the body of the Faceless Man when he was killed by Viserys.
Both of these short knives were made of Valyrian steel.
"This is... Valyrian steel?"
Arianne was both surprised and delighted to see the knife.
Although it was just two short knives, not much weight, and even if melted down, they couldn't forge a sword, they were still very precious.
"My love, are you really willing to give this to me?"
Arianne looked very happy, and she kissed Viserys on the cheek.
Then the dinner went very smoothly, and everyone in the palace participated.
Viserys also tasted the deer leg roasted by Arianne herself, sprinkled with a special spice, which indeed had a strong Dornish flavor.
And there was also a bear paw that had been slow-cooked for a long time, very rich in collagen, the skin, meat, and bones all falling apart.
During the banquet, the red priestess frequently looked up at Viserys, seeming somewhat restless.
She had seen Maester Aemon Targaryen's letter for help during the day, knew about the revival of the Others, and perhaps it wouldn't be long before news of the allied forces supporting the North would reach Pentos.
Soon after, the banquet ended.
Viserys was just about to leave, but Melisandre came in front of him and spoke.
"Your Grace."
"Can we talk?"
Melisandre looked at Viserys with a piercing gaze, and Arianne also came over.
Viserys looked at Melisandre, then at the dark sky outside, and shook his head.
"Tomorrow."
He knew what the red priestess wanted to talk to him about.
And Melisandre also nodded, she understood that this matter couldn't be rushed.
Then the red priestess smiled politely at Arianne who was coming over, and passed by her.
And Arianne also smiled politely, reaching out to take Viserys' arm.
She turned her head to look at Melisandre's retreating figure.
Then she followed Viserys into his bedroom….
~Deep into the night~
The Nine Towers Palace had fallen into a profound silence, with only the night guards continuing their relentless patrols.
In a spacious and luxurious bedroom, two figures were entwined, and suppressed sounds kept emanating from the gap in the door.
The room was dimly lit, with the flames in the fireplace mostly obscured, leaving only a single candle by the bed flickering gently.
Sigh~
The flickering light cast the shadows of the two passionately entwined figures on the wall of the bedroom. The girl was gripping the sheets tightly, her nails turning somewhat white, and she couldn't help but let out some hoarse sounds.
The man's shadow on the wall was characterized by long silver-gold hair, his chest rising and falling as he breathed heavily, his hands holding the girl's slender waist, which was bare of any covering.
"I... I can't go on..."
Eventually, Arianne's stamina gave out, and she collapsed onto the soft sheets, panting heavily, her body covered in sweat.
Thump.
Viserys, too, was panting lightly, collapsing next to her.
Sigh~
The single candle by the bed flickered again, and the heat in the room, along with the lingering hormones, slowly dissipated.
"My love."
After lying on the bed and resting for a while, Arianne rolled over to Viserys' side.
She extended her arm to gently wrap around his neck, and with the other leg, she placed it on Viserys, her toes lightly sliding on his calf, and she kissed him on the face again.
However, perhaps because she had just transitioned from a girl to a woman, there was some soreness from the strain, and Arianne couldn't help but frown.
"It hurts a bit..."
There was a red mark on the chaotic sheets.
"But, your stamina is really..."
Arianne didn't know what to say, Viserys' stamina was too impressive, she was almost exhausted, and he still had plenty of energy.
But Arianne wouldn't blame the boy for being too forceful after the first time, like other girls, for not knowing how to cherish jade.
Dorne advocates gender equality, mutual enjoyment rather than delicate pretense.
Men think they are enjoying the soft bodies of Dornish girls, but in fact, if the man is good-looking or has 'outstanding ability', Dornish girls might even think they 'prostituted' the man.
They wouldn't be stingy about leaving a few copper coins by the bed the next morning.
"You took my virginity, Viserys."
Arianne, still sweaty, clung tightly to her lover.
Her fingers were constantly sliding on his chest, as if provoking him, and her beautiful almond-colored eyes were looking at him at close range.
From the time Arianne was only eight or nine years old, she knew she had a fiancé.
At first, Arianne was a bit angry, but at that time, she only knew the name.
Later, because of the movements Viserys made across the Narrow Sea, her father, Prince Doran, gradually told her a lot of news about her fiancé.
Viserys was different from his original trajectory in fate, at that time, Viserys was just a destitute 'Beggar King'.
But now, Viserys is a true-born king with tens of thousands of soldiers under his command, two main cities, three dragons, and his fame has spread far and wide.
And Arianne got to know what kind of person Viserys was in this process of gradually understanding.
Although he was close in age to her, he had endured so much hardship, faced so many life and death crises, so many people wanted to kill him, and in the end, he achieved so much.
Compared to him.
The boys of her age who appeared in front of Arianne were almost insignificant. They were still playing 'knight games', even though Dorne, like the North and the Iron Islands, didn't have many knights.
"Hmm."
Viserys also exhaled lightly.
He indeed took Arianne's virginity, he felt that barrier from the very beginning.
But his condition was somewhat better than Arianne's. His extraordinary physique meant this level of physical exertion was nothing to him, and he recovered quickly.
However, Arianne's ability was also impressive, managing to entangle with him, who had an extraordinary physique, for such a long time.
But at this moment.
Viserys seemed a bit irritated by Arianne's provocation, then his arm muscles tensed up, and with a slight effort, he lifted her up and placed her on top of him.
"Oh!"
"Wait a minute."
The Dornish girl didn't expect Viserys to suddenly make a move, she let out a soft exclamation, her full chest slightly jiggling.
She was even more surprised by his rapid recovery. Her body felt like it was about to fall apart, as if she had just been beaten up.
But Viserys had already recovered at this point.
Didn't Arya say that men recover slower than women?
This liar!
Arianne complained inwardly.
"Hmph."
But on the surface, the Dornish girl just showed a hint of resentment on her face, then gently lay on Viserys, her full chest pressing against his chest.
Then she drew a circle with her fingertip and asked softly.
"So... Viserys, I have a question."
Viserys lay on the soft bed, the candle by the bed flickering, he watched the Dornish girl playing the circle-drawing game on him, then nodded.
"Ask."
Arianne blinked her eyes slightly, then asked.
"Between me and that woman, who makes you feel more comfortable?"
Facing this kind of question, the Dornish girl had no shyness, and asked directly.
"That woman?"
Viserys was taken aback, he looked up at the girl sitting on him.
He didn't understand who 'that woman' she was referring to was at first.
"Who?"
But Viserys was quick to react, after a brief thought, he understood that Arianne seemed to be referring to the red-robed witch.
Arianne had noticed this red-robed woman who always appeared by Viserys' side many times.
"You mean... Melisandre?"
Viserys caught Arianne's restless little hand, then shook his head and said.
"No, I haven't slept with this woman."
He was telling the truth, although Melisandre was also very beautiful and had a unique allure, they hadn't had a relationship, it was just a clean master-servant relationship.
"This is also my first time."
Viserys said.
"Really?"
In the dim candlelight.
Arianne blinked her eyes, clearly somewhat disbelieving, and asked.
As the Young Dragon Lord with tens of thousands of soldiers, theoretically the heir to the Iron Throne, Arianne thought there would be women lining up from the east to the west of Pentos city wanting to climb into Viserys' bed.
"Really."
Viserys took a deep breath and nodded.
This life was indeed his first time, but... it wasn't in his previous life.
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