Capítulo 466: Chapter 466: Return to Pentos
However, just as the negotiation agreement was reached and the newly appointed Sea King was preparing to take his leave, Viserys suddenly spoke a sentence that made him pause.
Tormo Fregar's face first showed surprise, then astonishment, but soon after, a thoughtful expression appeared.
The new Sea King was silent for a long while, but he did not give Viserys a clear answer, merely bowing slightly.
"Your Grace."
Then he took his leave, departing from beneath the Titan's feet to return to the House of Truth by boat, where many were waiting for him.
With matters in Braavos concluded, Viserys did not linger. After a brief contemplation, he mounted his dragon, ready to return to Pentos with the silver ingot.
Since the expedition to Westeros began, nearly half a year had passed. He did not know what had transpired in Pentos, but the fact that the little silver dragon had come to Braavos was enough to indicate that something had gone awry.
Balerion growled slightly in discontent. The burning of Braavos the previous night had consumed much of its energy, and it had not rested long before being called upon to travel again.
But aside from a low growl, Balerion made no other protest. The dragon's vitality far surpassed that of humans. With a powerful beat of its wings, a rolling wave of air spread from beneath, and it carried Viserys and the silver ingot into the sky, flying over Braavos towards Pentos with the rising sun.
In Pentos, the former rebellion had dissipated, and the theft of a young dragon had been suppressed, with no word leaking out.
Viserys's sudden return caught everyone off guard, and what added joy to the surprise was that he had brought back the missing young dragon.
"Your Grace."
Jon Connington's face was filled with shame. Though the theft of the dragon was more Daenerys's responsibility, the princess was only a little girl.
As Viserys's 'steward' left in Pentos, Jon Connington naturally bore some blame for the incident.
"Sister."
On the other side, the silver-haired little princess knelt on a cushion, clutching the corners of her dress, somewhat afraid to meet Viserys's eyes.
As for the 'culprit' of the whole affair, it lay on the ground, yawning lazily, seemingly unaware of the trouble it had caused or the punishment others had suffered because of it.
Viserys did not blame either of them. What was done was done, and dwelling on the past would serve no purpose.
The five young dragons would grow stronger and more robust with age, and such incidents would naturally not happen again.
Viserys was more concerned about the rebellion of the Ragged Prince, for it had given him an idea.
"Jon, you've done very well during this time. Don't be too hard on yourself."
Though the victory in war was mostly due to the soldiers' bravery, those working in logistics and supply were equally deserving of credit. Without their tireless efforts, the war would not have gone so smoothly.
Jon Connington, left behind as the 'steward' of the rear, was naturally entrusted with great confidence.
And Jon, twice honored with the Hand of the King's badge, had not betrayed Viserys's trust.
The logistical support for the overseas war was ample, with no issues arising. Pentos developed steadily, and the Ragged Prince's rebellion was quelled with minimal cost.
"As for you,"
Viserys then turned to his sister, and Daenerys's face filled with anticipation.
She had heard her brother praise Jon Connington and thought she would be praised as well. But to her surprise, Viserys playfully flicked her nose.
"Why did you have the dragon come for a plan that was long prepared and almost certain to succeed?"
"Didn't I say not to let the dragons near Pentos unless necessary?"
With the earliest three dragons growing larger, Viserys, though loving his dragons, had to consider the feelings of his subjects.
The appearance of dragons in the city might cause cheers, but more often, it would frighten people.
And the more often they appeared, the less people would fear them.
He did not want to repeat the scene of the King's Landing riot, where farmers armed with sticks dared to attack a dragon trapped in the dragon pit.
Dragons, as 'strategic-level' weapons, needed to maintain a certain mystique to strike fear into the enemies of House Targaryen.
"I was afraid something would go wrong, wasn't I?"
Hearing Viserys's words, the little girl looked aggrieved, never admitting that she had summoned Vhagar to the scene out of fear.
"Isn't Silverwing back now?"
"I think it looks more spirited than before. This journey has stimulated its potential."
"Yes, a perfect journey indeed."
"For this journey, I almost burned Braavos to the ground."
Viserys was amused by Daenerys's evasive manner and ruffled her hair.
"What?"
Daenerys was taken aback by his words, seemingly not understanding. She blinked.
"Weren't the people who stole Silverwing from Volantis?"
When the incident occurred, Daenerys was at a loss, and Jon Connington took charge, ordering a thorough investigation of all clues.
All the mercenaries who died in the Kingswood bore clues related to Braavos.
Even one of them had a special silver coin symbolizing the Faceless Men. At the time, everyone had concluded that these people were from Braavos.
However, someone discovered a relatively intact body wearing a human skin mask. The rest of the bodies were in a gruesome state, all burned to cinders by Vhagar's furious dragonfire, some even beyond recognition.
After removing the human skin mask, they found clear 'tiger stripes' on the corpse's cheek, along with a flame tattoo. These were real tattoos, not part of the mask, and everyone present was astonished.
The tiger stripes were a special symbol of Volantis's 'Tiger Cloaks' army, and half of the Tiger Cloaks were followers of the Red God, tattooing flames on their cheeks, arms, or chests.
With this evidence, it was clear that the dragon thieves were actually from Volantis.
Other clues pointed to Tyrosh, Lys, or Volantis, and even a ship flying the Tyroshi flag had anchored near the coast that day, then sailed towards Braavos and sank hundreds of miles away, for unknown reasons.
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