-25- Gallen and Jamie

The Free Cities, Governor's mansion in Pentos.

The brilliant sunlight flowed like water, with a few thin white clouds drifting gently in the wind.

Daenerys Targaryen, the future Mother of Dragon, knelt in the corner of the bedroom, weakly covering her body with her delicate arms.

Upon arriving in Pentos, Governor Illyrio Mopatis gifted her a light blue chiffon dress. The chiffon dress was exquisitely made, beautiful and cool to wear, and Daenerys loved Illyrio Mopatis's gift very much.

However, Daenerys's favorite dress was torn into pieces by her only brother, Viserys Targaryen, and scattered around.

Daenerys's silver curls were tangled, giving her a messy yet soft appearance.

Her purple eyes were filled with glistening tears, exuding sadness because of her current heartache.

With skin as fair as milk, the petite and exceptionally beautiful Daenerys resembled an elf.

The handmaiden gently rubbed her still very painful belly, struggled to get up, and reluctantly picked up a blanket to wrap Daenerys.

Daenerys met the handmaiden's gaze with eyes full of sorrow: "Are you alright? I'm sorry, I'm was scared... I dare not protect you, but you got hurt for protecting me."

The handmaiden shook her head and comforted her, "Your Grace, I'm fine. Let me help you up."

Daenerys's elder brother, Viserys Targaryen, was the second son of Mad King Aerys II Targaryen and Queen Rhaella Targaryen, who called himself Viserys III Targaryen.

After the War of the Usurper, Viserys, the surviving Targaryen, fled the continent of Westeros with his sister Daenerys, claiming to be the king of Westeros. They visited various free cities, seeking allies' support while evading pursuit, but they were met with coldness and disdain. Forced to sell even their mother's crown, he gained the derogatory title of "The Beggar King".

After selling their mother's crown, Viserys's temperament became increasingly irritable.

Daenerys missed the boy who used to tell her stories of the Seven Kingdoms in her childhood, the Viserys who painted a beautiful life for her after ascending to the throne.

Daenerys yearned for her brother hidden deep in her memories to return to her side.

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The second day after receiving the appointment letter from the Queen, Gallen rarely put on bright silver plate armor and draped himself in a blue cloak embroidered with the family crest.

With chainmail and breastplate, carrying a large shield and wielding a warhammer, Mordin Water was his guard.

At the gates of the Red Keep, several gold cloaks saw Gallen's appointment letter and simply inquired before letting them pass directly. Gallen and Mordin entered the Red Keep smoothly.

There was no body search, let alone having to unload weapons for the gold cloak guards.

Gallen mentally evaluated King Robert's Red Keep as a place without a sense of crisis.

Mordin's eyes, lacking in intelligence, were now full of curiosity, constantly surveying the surroundings.

Gallen was not in a hurry either. He followed the direction indicated by the gold cloaks earlier.

After walking for a while, a silver-armored white-robed golden-haired man quietly appeared in Gallen's line of sight.

The golden-haired man was tall and handsome, with shining green eyes.

Gallen guessed that this person was Jaime Lannister. When he first appeared, he felt a trace of killing intent, but it disappeared very quickly.

Having grown up in a dangerous environment and enhanced his physical fitness after crossing over, Gallen keenly caught the fleeting killing intent emanating from Jaime. Gallen speculated on the reason and pondered with a strange expression on his face.

The only answer Gallen could think of was jealousy? Is this the legendary love brain?

I earn my living through hard work and have absolutely no need for this! Despite his thoughts, Gallen remained calm and walked over naturally, saluting, "Good day, Ser Jaime?"

Jaime leaned on his long sword and looked Gallen up and down with arrogance in his voice: "I am Jaime of the Kingsguard. Little lord, are you Gallen Crabb?"

Gallen's expression remained calm: "Indeed, it is I, Ser Jaime."

Jaime raised his eyebrows. Tyrion's evaluation was indeed correct. His mindset is pretty mature.

If it were an ordinary young man who had already inherited his family, it would be normal to show some displeasure at this point.

Although Jaime was unhappy with Gallen, he had no interest in continuing to deliberately cause trouble. He said in a low voice, "Follow me, little lord."

Gallen thanked him and gave Mordin a glance, then stepped forward.

Mordin, who was simple-minded, did not understand what command Gallen's glance conveyed at this time, nor was it appropriate to ask aloud.

Scratching his head, Mordin Water reached for the warhammer at his waist.

Does he want me to smash the head of that proud man in front of him??

Gallen noticed Mordin's little movement and said softly, "Keep up."

Oh, I was overthinking it!

Mordin Water obediently responded and followed Gallen, continuing to look around with curiosity.

Gallen naturally quickened his pace and walked shoulder to shoulder with Jaime. "Ser Jaime, may I inquire, what does the Queen's Affair Officer specifically do?"

Jaime glanced sideways. "Didn't you ask Tyrion about it?"

Gallen sighed. "I thought only I was avoiding Lord Tyrion, only to find out yesterday that he was avoiding me too. We both ended up pretty bad from that night, now I see that we're mutually fearful."

Jaime remembered Tyrion's haggard appearance and couldn't help but chuckle. "Tyrion told me yesterday that he will never touch alcohol again in this lifetime."

Gallen also smiled. "On the third day of my acquaintance with Lord Tyrion, I heard similar words from him, but they only lasted for half a day."

"With Lord Tyrion's intelligence and eloquence, he can always find better reasons to make you unable to refuse."

Gallen's words were full of praise for Tyrion, which put Jaime in a good mood.

In Jaime's view, Gallen's handsome appearance was difficult not to be liked.

Initially, Jaime had begun to enjoy a pleasant conversation with Gallen, but for some reason, he suddenly regained his cold expression.

Oh, is he being tsundere?

Gallen, with his broader perspective, didn't mind Jaime's tsundere behavior.

We'll talk about it later.