章 248: Chapter 247: Request for Aid
"The Night's Watch."
Viserys sat at the head of the dining table, the morning sun streaming through the castle windows and illuminating the quiet dining room.
A young girl with long brown hair, Rhaenys, sat to his left, enjoying her breakfast of bread, biscuits, milk, creamed corn soup, blackberry jam, and more.
Across from Rhaenys sat a little girl with short, silver hair cut to her neck.
After all this time, Daenerys' hair hadn't fully recovered to its original state, which would take several years, but she now looked like a proper girl.
No wonder the old maid had said that Daenerys had become much more lively and liked to go out and play. She had become prettier.
The girl dipped a piece of bread into some blackberry jam, then took a bite, her cheeks puffing out.
Crunch, crunch...
Seeing Viserys' gaze on her, she blushed a little, looking somewhat embarrassed.
However, Viserys just smiled and patted her head.
"Mind your manners, Dany. Be ladylike."
Then he lowered his gaze to the unopened letter in his hand, just glancing at the seal on the envelope.
He never expected to receive a letter from the Wall.
Although the Night's Watch didn't participate in the conflicts of the Seven Kingdoms, they were still under the jurisdiction of the Iron Throne. The kings of the past rarely interfered with the appointment of the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.
So why would the Night's Watch write to him now?
Could it be that they had heard he would one day return to Westeros and wanted to establish a relationship in advance?
Viserys had dealt with many such situations. Every now and then, envoys from Westeros would come, representing their masters or families, secretly meeting with Viserys.
They would declare that their masters or families were still loyal to the Targaryens, only submitting to the usurper due to his tyranny.
If the day came when the royal army returned, they would immediately switch sides and submit to the true ruler of the Iron Throne.
"The Night's Watch?"
Hearing Viserys' murmur, Rhaenys turned her head and blinked.
"I remember they are... the army guarding the end of the world."
Rhaenys had never seen the Night's Watch, and neither had Viserys. They were both born in King's Landing, and the Wall was too far away for them.
Based on some prophetic knowledge from his previous life, Viserys had a better understanding of the Wall.
However, Rhaenys looked confused. She couldn't imagine what the end of the world would look like. She had only read about it in books when she was studying with the maester.
At that time, Rhaenys wasn't very diligent in her studies. However, after the maester's death and her true identity was revealed, Rhaenys seemed to grow up overnight. She even became more diligent in her studies.
Just as the old maid had said, Rhaenys had become much more reserved, no longer as unruly as before. She truly hoped she could share some of Viserys' burdens.
"That's right."
"The current Lord Commander of the Night's Watch should be Jeor Mormont. I just don't know what he wants from me."
Viserys nodded. The two were chatting intermittently, while on the other side, Daenerys was still struggling with her bread.
Then Viserys checked the envelope and found that the wax seal was still intact. He directly tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter inside.
However, when Viserys pulled out the letter, he realized it wasn't written by Jeor Mormont.
It was a letter from his great-uncle, Maester Aemon.
It was him?
Viserys showed a hint of surprise on his face, then his expression became much more serious as he read on.
But by the time he had finished reading the contents of Maester Aemon's letter, there was no smile left on Viserys' face.
He just stared at the name at the end of the letter, his brow furrowed.
"Traces of the Others at the Wall?"
Viserys knew this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
However, thinking about it, it seemed to make sense. After all, his existence seemed to have disrupted the normal trajectory of this world, and he had been rushing towards a future without a clear path.
He had obtained dragon eggs earlier than Daenerys in the original timeline.
Daenerys had hatched dragon eggs in a great fire, and then a red comet had streaked across the sky, falling on the edge of the Dothraki Sea.
Then came the resurgence of magic, the world changing step by step without giving him any respite.
The power of the Red God was restored, Melisandre saw shadows in the flames again, and the followers of various gods, the warlocks with blue lips, the moon singers, the shadowbinders, and others, seemed to have their powers strengthened.
Even winter came a few years earlier than in the original timeline.
Dragons, magic, winter - everything came earlier, with dragons seemingly being the starting point.
In such a context, the early resurgence of the Others didn't seem so strange.
"Aemon Targaryen..."
Viserys took a deep breath.
"What?"
Both Rhaenys and Daenerys looked puzzled at Viserys' muttering, not knowing which Aemon Targaryen he was referring to.
"Viserys, are you talking about 'Dragonknight' Aemon?"
However, Viserys shook his head and said, his mind currently in turmoil.
"No..."
"No, I'm talking about our great-uncle."
This was the first time Maester Aemon had written to Viserys. Although the blind old man had had this idea for a long time, he had never put it into action.
Not until recently, when Lord Commander Jeor Mormont led the brothers of the Night's Watch on an expedition and returned defeated, confirming the return of the Others.
Only then did Maester Aemon truly write this letter, entrusting it to a merchant who had come to the Wall to catch smuggled slaves, to be sent to Andalos.
After several months of sailing across the sea, it finally arrived in Viserys' hands this morning.
The arrival of the Others undoubtedly disrupted Viserys' plans. Maester Aemon's letter was a plea for help.
He wrote in the letter.
"When I learned that the Targaryen family had been destroyed in the War of the Usurpers, I wanted to return to King's Landing more than anyone else, even if I couldn't see the light and had to move forward with a cane."
This was the moment when Aemon faced the most brutal test of his vows.
However, even when facing the enemy who destroyed his family, Aemon still hoped that Viserys could lend a hand at the critical moment.
He didn't expect to persuade Viserys to devote all his energy to this war.
But he still pleaded with him to help them at the critical moment, because the resurgence of the Others was a war between the living and the dead.
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