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11.53% GOT/ASOIAF: Son of the Unworthy / Chapter 12: 12

章節 12: 12

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184 AC

Kingslanding

Daenerys Targaryen

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I watch Aerion draw out plans and different ideas as if he is a man possessed and I have to double-take when I see a parchment going over prices and goods. Reading more into it I am surprised to see my twin taking an interest in making gold, he usually is indifferent as he knows all his needs are provided for. We both get an allowance similar to the 'Great bastards' from both our dead father and nor from Daeron. I personally think he should lower the amount the bastards get but that is not up to me.

"Restaurants and clubs?" I ask and Aerion is startled in his seat and bangs his knee on the table.

He grabs his knee and groans and I have to stop wine from getting on his 'plans'. He looks back with a glare before his eyes widen seeing who it is and he smiles and nods before standing up.

"Glad you are here, let's look at some things together as I want you to help me work out some problems." He runs over to the corner and grabs a chair and snatches it up before running back and setting it beside his own.

He walks up behind me and puts his hands on my shoulders and guides me into the chair and even pushes my knees out so I fall into the seat.

"You seem eager." He nods quickly as he sits next to me and starts sorting through different sheets and stacks them up in a certain order.

"My meeting with Daeron took a turn I didn't expect and something I thought impossible is looking to have some wiggle room." I nod as he looks back at me and I spot the dark circles under his eyes.

"Your meeting with Daeron?" Has he not slept since then? That was like two days ago what could possibly have his attention so much?

"Yea he wanted to hear from me if I had any interest before he put me to work somewhere because the council is 'concerned' about what I am up to. I told him I didn't want a job taking up my time because there would be nothing 'gained' from it that I am interested in. So I let him know I am interested in being a Lord but I only want one castle." My eyes widen, Aerion is motivated because he wants a castle.

My mind roams as I try to imagine which one it could be but soon remember the look of 'wonder' he had when we visited Harrenhal. It was like when someone sees our dragons for the first time, his head was spinning around taking everything in. He pestered the Lord of Harrenhal to tell him all about it rather rudely as well, it must be this castle.

"Harrenhal?" I ask and he freezes before nodding slowly.

"How did you know?" I smile and pat his shoulder.

"It was just a guess, what do you even want that cursed place for?" It is the biggest and 'strongest' castle in Westeros and I would have no problem if that is where we end up.

"It has so much untapped potential, they don't even use a single one of those towers to the full extent. There is still damage from Balerion's flames and I seek to repair and improve the castle so it is unbeatable and it will stand the test of time." He grips his hands so hard they pale and I am once again surprised, my brother only gets this excited over music.

Most boys and men would kill people for his natural skill with the blade and he takes it further past that by mastering every weapon he can get his hands on. But it is music that his passion burns for and I never expected to see it burn so hot for a castle. He has shown zero interest in the throne or political power before so this is refreshing to see.

I won't say I miss my last life as it was full of pain and suffering and rarely any true love if there even was any. But I did enjoy the power I acquired with my own hands and even though I would never usurp my brother I still miss it. I know my duty and my responsibilities, I have no problem with the life I have now and am even happy with it. But there is still an itch to make moves and gain a certain 'control' that even dragons don't give.

Dragons can get me control but I have to take it and as a princess, it is not possible unless I want to fly off to Essos on a power trip to sate my hunger. But Harrenhal would give me quite a bit of work as its Lady and I could occupy a lot of time with plans for its future. I might even have to free the slaves once more to get some Free Men to come and work for us as we have little support beyond our family. People fear us but as we are just prince and princess fear won't get us men to work on Harrenhal.

"How will this work, in your mind at least." He starts handing over sheets of parchment and pointing things out and my eyes widen seeing the 'map' he has drawn on. "We will be directly under the Iron throne and not the Lord of Riverlands?" I didn't even think about that as my mind was busy remembering how Harrenhal looked.

"Yea the plan is to be under the Iron throne and not the Riverlands, we cant be dragon riders and Targaryens and be under a Lord paramount it would cause conflict." This will be a huge problem, I was just thinking about how he plans to kick out those who live there now but he also will insult the Tullys and hurt their coffers with this.

"That is a lot of gold and influence they will be losing not to mention men for their armies, they will not be happy." He shrugs in an uncaring way.

"Fuck the Tullys." I snort and find myself smiling as I start to nod.

"Fuck the Tullys indeed." Why would a dragon care about what a fish thinks?

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Watching Aerion fight against three separate knights is a real heart bounding event, he is strong for his age but still not as strong as grown men. What he lacks in strength he makes up for in speed and reflexes, it is almost like he has eyes all over his body with how he reacts. Small movements pay off with big results.

With a flick of the wrist having his training sword smacks an incoming sword to the side and all while he is avoiding an attack from the other side. Just when you think he is going to get hit he twists or pulls his body to the side.

He told me he will be the best swordsman to ever live, I thought he was talking nonsense at the time but now I can't help but hold out hope he is right. I can't wait to watch him in the upcoming tourney, it is Daerons way of getting him knighted and having Dark sister passed to him. Daemon is becoming a favorite across the realm in all the tourneys he is taking part in and I know Daeron wants to see him knocked down a bit.

Daeron is not openly hostile with any of the Great Bastards and he even supports them in most things but that does not mean he wants one gaining glory with the 'kings sword'. Aerion will take any wind out of his sails when he starts tearing through tourneys and Aerion is eager to join in.

He always had an interest in Tourneys and we would fly to watch them but he wants to win them now for both Glory and Gold. His new favorite saying is 'will it put a roof over my head?' when being asked to do something. His grip on his coin purse sois tight these days I fear he will start burying gold in the Dragon pit tunnels for the dragons to protect.

He even has spread the word he will perform at people's Weddings or Name days even funerals with his music for the right price. I can only shake my head at his attempts to speed up the gold flowing into his coffers.

A dangerous idea came out his mouth the other day, he wondered aloud if he could maybe find the secret to Valyrian steel in Old Valyria. He went on and on about how much gold would 'pour' in if he could make Valyrian steel swords or even armor. I had to slow him down and focus him on his 'investments' and gaining support for all the businesses he plans to start.

Speaking of plans I turn to the side and spot Aunt Elaena and find her watching the fight with great interest. Aunt Elaena has been god sent as far as getting stuff going, she is a monster when it comes to making coins and is very supportive of Aerion's plans. Well in reality she is just supportive of Aerion in general, she loves music and Aerion is perhaps the best musician alive.

She requests he plays for her every chance she gets and asks him all kinds of questions about each song and how he came up with them. The lyrics to most of his music are a bit odd but they all are very nice to listen to and I enjoy playing a few instruments because of his insistence that I learn. I wonder if he is better on the harp than my old life brother Rhaegar.

I hear shouts of pain and look back to see a man walking away quickly while holding his hand and Aerion standing with the other two. They all watch as the man clears out and they soon shake it off and seem to decide to stop for the day. Both men are soaked in sweat while Aerion only looks like he had a light run.

He racks his training sword and I walk over to join him since today is the day our first 'restaurant' opens up. We both chipped in to get this one ready and it is going to be a big event, we had Daeron help with invites.

Lords and Ladies from the court will show up and be served the different meals Aerion has set up on the menu and hopefully it is enough to get interest spread around. He will of course be playing music along with the bands he has trained personally. The whole city watch is out in full force so nothing goes awry.

"You done?" He nods as he looks back over his shoulder and I raise a brow.

"I think I broke that guy's finger, hope it didn't shatter I would feel a bit bad." I am about to respond when I spot Elaena walking over.

"He tried to kick out your legs while you had your back to him, it's already three against one and they can't win so he resorts to cheap hits." Her frustrated voice is evident making me raise a brow at her this time.

Might need to keep a closer eye on this one in the future, there are talks of her marrying the new Master of Coin. It is a match made just so she can do his job for him, an easygoing man by the name of Ronnel Penrose. But there are talks about her son Viserys Plumm whose dad died during 'bedding' not being a Plumm but a bastard of hers and my dad. No one has spoken up about it and House Plumm hasn't voiced a word of complaint. They are likely scheming internally that they have the blood of the dragon and are planning for the future.

She certainly seems interested in tasting the dragon that much is certain and I will have to keep an eye out.

"It's fine, I asked them to be rough with me so I can improve. Let me get cleaned up and dressed nice and we can head out if you are also ready." I nod and he walks off to get ready.

Tonight is just the start of our economic takeover and soon we will have the Tullys and the Lothstons begging us to take Harrenhal.


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章節 13: 13

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186 AC

Kingslanding

Aerion Targaryen

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I resist the urge to break something as I read horrible news from an expedition I sent beyond the wall. I don't know if it is some bull crap with the Night king and he is warging the lands or if the three-eyed raven had another body before he takes over my half brother but someone is out to get me. Every single time I start making progress beyond the wall something goes horribly wrong and I am left to pick up the pieces.

I am trying my best to get them to befriend the 'locals' enough to get some promising resources from them. Ice spider silk was mentioned in a book I was looking through during a trip to Winterfell, it is said to be the softest material around yet hard as steel. I didn't expect the men I sent to immediately round up some spiders the 'size of hounds' but I wanted at least a sample to test.

Instead, they have headbutted with the wildlings at every step, it is the problem with hiring men from the North to do this expedition. They have a long history of problems with the wildlings and see red whenever they bump into each other. I would even accuse them of just cheating me of my gold and not actually doing anything if they didn't manage to steal some Mammoths from some unhappy giants.

When those mammoths arrived in Kingslanding they looked on the verge of death and had to be sheared. It just so happened I had a massive pen built for elephants from Essos and was planning on breeding them for a few projects. Worst comes to worst I can just have them fill the dragon's bellies and call it a day. But the mammoths are super docile and let people manage them easily which confused the Maesters who came to study them.

They related it to the domestication of farm animals and yet still refused the idea of giants being real, they are thinking it was wildlings taming the mammoths.

This new report I have received is troubling as most of the ships got burned down in a raid and they are on a return journey. I feel like I have been defeated by some primitive tribe and it irks me but I will hold back and wait for my 'business partners.

My very own web has been building off different ventures and schemes and some Volantis Triarch is interested in my mammoths. They apparently use the elephants in Volantis to travel and it is a showing of status to have the biggest one. Word got to the Triarch of my massive mammoths and he offered a massive coffer full of gold but I held off even though my fingers were itching.

The Triarch is itching to have his own pens of the massive wholly beasts and agreed to support me in my attempts at securing resources beyond the wall that have never been seen before. I was even hoping the men would be able to get a translator to speak to a giant and hire him, which could make for a good guard.

A massive hulking giant in full plate armor with a wrecking ball of a Warhammer would scare any lord when I come knocking. That is if the dragon didn't already have them screaming for mercy when I land on top of their walls.

I toss away the report as there is little I can do about the situation now and instead focus on the reports from my growing 'Singing minstrels'. A agency built and based in Kingslanding as of now and it trains minstrels and bards to go out and travel and spread merry to all who can listen. Their real objective is to acquire information around Westeros and even though it is still early stages many have uncovered unfaithful wives and thieving subordinates.

I have them or a 'superior' run blackmail where they can, to acquire gold for their silence or just sell the information to who it is useful. So long as it doesn't make what is going on too well known they go around cutting purses where they can. I had a tear in my eye watching a young lad from my establishment seduce a wealthy lady and later come back with a full purse.

It was a good thing I have them learn self-defense since the lady wanted to have him tied up and do as he described as 'undesirable acts' to his body. He managed to fend her off when things went wrong on her side and then threatened her into paying for his silence. I took my percent off the top and the lad now rocks some fancy clothes and goes after even higher value targets in the Riverlands.

The word from Harrenhal is that the ghost has been acting up again and a servant got burned alive in her bedroom. In reality, she was paid off by one of my men and sent somewhere else to live and an already dead body from a natural cause was burned and left in her room. Things like this have been plaguing the Lothstons since I took up the task of acquiring Harrenhal.

The singing Minstrels had a similar increase in profits as last quarter and I expect in roughly ten years it will reach a plateau. The organization is still growing and once it is spread wide enough it will even out until we kick things off into Essos and other foreign places. The spider's birds may have sung to him but my minstrels sing just as well.

I select any important information acquired and will present it to the Master of whispers later for a price. He pays me and I provide him with some information he might have missed and we both come out looking better.

A knock on the door is followed by it being unlocked and I sigh as I hear it pushed open and closed. The sound of it locking again causes me to freeze and double check my dagger is close by but seeing silver hair approaching I let go of the handle.

"Good evening my love, how has your day been." I comment with a surprisingly hoarse voice and I reach for a cup as Danny crosses her arms with her brows scrunching together.

"It's early morning." I blink my eyes and look out the window and spot the rising sun.

"So it is." I shake my head and look back at the table and the upcoming expenses for the 'Iron throne cup' and bite my tongue in pain looking at the bill.

"You agreed to eat with the family this morning and I did not see you around before heading to the table, I asked a servant and she said you never came out yesterday." She walks around the table with a curious hint building up in her voice.

Looking over my shoulder I presume as I see her hair fall over it and I also catch her breath hitting my neck sending a chill down it.

"I have been busy, the Crown prince name day tourney is coming up and King Daeron plans to name him Hand of the king. This is going to be a surprise obviously but I already know and so this will be a gigantic celebration. I have been busting my ass to be ready with all the various goods and businesses, also the Iron throne cup starts up soon. I had the Crownlands teams all planned to arrive to play their matches in the tourney grounds with the Lords and Ladies watching." Soccer is officially kicking off in a big way.

I have flown all over the Crownlands on Moonfyre getting the Lords hyped up for the games and training their own teams. The cup comes with huge bragging rights but also a fat chest of gold, I plan to have more than fifty times the return on that gold just from the first games.

"Aerion you are obsessed." She snorts and shakes her head but I slide my chair back as I pull her around to stand beside me.

I take both her hands into mine and look earnestly into her eyes as she deadpans.

"I am doing this for you, my love, for the beautiful children we will have." The words hang heavy as I catch her lip twitch as she grits her teeth.

"You are doing this because you refuse to stop halfway." I purse my lips and slowly nod.

"Why can't we both be right?" She shakes her head with a sigh.

"Maybe I will believe you if you 'tie the knot' and 'put a ring on my finger' instead of traveling around like a madman." Her grip on my hands would pain a lesser man at this point but good thing I am a greater man.

"You know we talked about this and we decided when we are both comfortable is when we will go ahead with the ceremony." She tilts her head back and forth and then smiles softly.

"Then we can go ahead, we are both comfortable and ready." She slips into my lap sideways and leans her head on my chest as I wrap my arms around her waist.

I originally planned to wait for anything intimate until a proper adulthood but that thought got crushed the more I adapted to this world. That and Danny is beyond just 'attractive' so I give up any token resistance and have instead accepted this world's common age acceptance. I mean I have been drinking wine since I was like eight years old and I never had a problem with it. It also helps we are physically mature and already fully functioning adults in 'society' at this point.

"I mean I am not against it and you know that, but when are you actually thinking I need to set aside time? Plus when we actually wed I don't plan on spending time reading endless reports and accounts and will hand the reins over to someone else for a few months." She hums in thought as she nuzzles her nose into my neck.

"Let's see if we can have it done while all the Lords and Ladies are here for Baelor's name day celebrations and tourney. You could win the joust and crown me your queen of love and beauty and announce it there. Daeron has been subtly pushing for it to be soon so he can stop hearing people ask for our hands. It is becoming a problem with Dorne as the Martells are citing a pact made and they are owed a princess, so I need to get married so they cant request my hand anymore." I pull her tighter as annoyance rushes through my veins, the Martells can screw off, and if they don't Sunspear can get burnt.

This Daenerys is mine and she won't be marrying some Sand rat pretending to be someone bigger than he is.

"Sounds like a plan, they will expect it to be done at the new sept." The great sept of Baelor the blessed.

I am one hundred percent sure it is the same sept Cersei Lannister ended up blowing too high hell.

"That is fine." She kisses me on the cheek with the corners of our lips touching. "Mom would be happy with it being there and I honestly don't mind." I nod and turn my head quickly to peek at her lips before turning back to my papers and she huffs in response.

"Sounds good, I will soundly defeat all the challengers and crown you... as I always do." She snorts as she gets up and my eyes follow her rear as she walks around the table.

"I have faith you will succeed, make sure to send Daemon flying in the final match." I smirk remembering the last two tourneys that had both me and Daemon where we faced in the final match.

If he didn't check out my future wife so much I wouldn't have it out for the guy as much as I do but he needs to be humbled and put into his place. Legitimization or not he is at best the start of a new Valyrian line and can only hope to have a Targaryen bride for someone down the line in his family. He has nothing but Blackfyre and the support of a few houses that just want to stir up some trouble. Those very houses would flee from his side the moment I fly overhead and leave him to burn on his own.

I look at one last item on my desk as Danny walks over to my couch and gets herself comfortable. I plan to join her soon but the seal on this letter caught my eye, breaking the seal and reading the invitation inside my eyes widen.

"What do you know about Pentos?" I ask as I stand up and walk toward the couch and drop onto it beside her.

She grabs the letter and her brows shoot up. "I don't think this is real." She shakes her head and reads it again.

I thought the same when I saw the line asking me to burn a Khalasar to ash in return for a million gold dragons.

Worth looking into though.


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