Chapter 49: People’s hearts are fickle

Drogon looked at Shireen, motioned for her to open the bundle, then bit out a cotton jacket for her to put on.

shireen obediently put on a thick cotton coat, wrapping herself tightly, leaving only her little face exposed.

No wonder Drogon asked her to wear something thicker last night. It turned out that he wanted to take her flying, she thought happily in her heart.

Seeing that Shireen was sitting firmly, drogon pushed off the ground hard, flapped his wings vigorously, and took off into the air without even needing a running start.

Shireen's face turned pale with nervousness. She clutched Drogon's neck thorn tightly with both hands and lay on the dragon's back, not daring to move. Only when Drogon flew high into the sky and glided steadily did she dare to slowly open her eyes.

Looking down at the sea from a high altitude and looking up at the blue sky, Shireen felt as if she had turned into a bird soaring in the sky. This was the free life she longed for most.

The sturdy man who was rowing away in the boat was a little worried about shireen, and looked back at the deserted beach. He did not see the small figure, but saw a huge figure soaring in the sky. He was so scared that he almost fell into the sea.

What is that? How can it be so huge? The figure reminded him of the legend about the dragon. No wonder the person in charge left a little girl on the deserted beach. It turned out that a dragon would take her away, the strong man thought with his dull head.

The reason why Drogon didn't take Shireen away from Dragonstone was that he was afraid of being seen by the Red Woman or others, so he asked Varys to send someone to take Shireen to the sparsely populated Tidehead Island.

Carrying Shireen, Drogon didn't fly very fast. It took him two hours to reach the sky above Pentos. He found a coast far away from the dock to land and wait for the people Varys arranged to welcome Shireen to arrive.

After getting off Drogon's back, Shireen still felt a little unsatisfied. She really loved the feeling of flying in the sky.

Although the remote coast is sparsely populated, some people still saw Drogon. Drogon no longer cared about it. The Dragon Queen had already won the upper hand, and the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms were busy with the civil war. They would not be stupid enough to go thousands of miles away to cause trouble for her. Even if someone who was not afraid of death really came, he would not worry.

After Drogon became small, he and Shireen ate something. The small boat sent by Pentos soon arrived. Shireen confirmed the other party's identity and got on the boat. Drogon continued to follow above the boat.

After getting ashore, Shireen was arranged to live in a small courtyard and served by a maid. Only after seeing that Shireen was completely settled did Drogon feel at ease to leave and fly back to Yunkai.

This was the longest time he had been away, and also the hungriest time. He went to the grassland to have a big meal before returning to Yunkai.

Not seeing Daenerys in her residence, Drogon flew to the council chamber. As expected, Daenerys was there. As soon as he entered the chamber, he felt that the atmosphere was a little off.

After not seeing Drogon for two days, the Dragon Queen's slightly frowned brows soon relaxed. She stretched out her hand to signal Drogon to fly over, and Drogon landed in her hands as she wished. The Dragon Queen gently stroked his back, and rubbed her face with his little head before putting him on her shoulder.

After standing on the shoulder of the Dragon Queen and listening quietly for a while, Drogon finally understood what was going on.

Varys's little bird brought new news that a butcher named Cleon in Astapor was uniting the residents of Astapor and trying to overthrow the three-person council left by Daenerys, enslave the family of the Good Lord, castrate the son of the Good Lord, and train new Unsullied.

In addition to Astapor, Yunkai is not at peace either. Although the wise lords have been captured, their subordinates are spreading rumors everywhere.

It says that Daenerys will unify Essos, Slaver's Bay, the Bay of Sorrow and all the surrounding islands of the Long Summer Land, and will abolish slavery and kill all slave owners.

They have contacted the leaders of the new and old cities of Ghis to unite against Daenerys.

Drogon had long anticipated that something would go wrong in Astapor, but he had not expected it to happen so soon.

How could a city that had maintained slavery for thousands of years maintain its ruling position by killing a few slave owners, leaving no garrisons, and arranging three councillors without any military power?

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. The only two people Daenerys could trust were Jorah and Barristan, and it was impossible for both of them to stay in Astapor. It was also impossible for them to garrison the newly recruited Unsullied.

The Mother of Dragons burned the Good Lord in Astapor, freed the Unsullied and all the slaves, captured Yunkai and captured the Wise Lord, and once again freed 200,000 slaves. Her next step is to attack Meereen. Of course, the leaders of other city-states will be worried and seek solutions.

Slaves are the source of wealth for slave owners and the foundation for them to maintain power and a wealthy life. If the Dragon Queen wants to cut off their financial resources and imprison or kill them, it would be strange if they don't fight hard.

After discussing with everyone, Daenerys decided to postpone the plan to go to Meereen and first deal with the butcher who instigated rebellion in Astapor. She also asked Varys's little bird to keep a close eye on the developments in Yunkai and other cities and report to Daenerys at any time.

Daenerys continues to stay in Yunkai, while Jorah and Grey Worm lead three thousand Unsullied to Astapor to quell the Butcher's Rebellion.

After conquering Yunkai, they collected more than 30 large ships, which were just enough to carry 3,000 Unsullied, and sailed to Astapor by sea.

After the plan was roughly agreed upon, Daenerys leaned back in her chair and rubbed her brow, thinking about how to govern Astapor after quelling the rebellion.

A number of the Unsullied must be left behind to maintain stability, but a subordinate whom she can trust and who knows how to govern must also be left behind. Having learned from previous lessons, Daenerys began to reflect on the decision she made in Astapor.

[In addition to kindness, you also need blood and fire. A ruler who is only kind is not a qualified ruler! ] Looking at the tired look of the Dragon Mother, drogon couldn't help but say in his heart.

Hearing Drogon's thoughts, Daenerys immediately sat up straight, trying hard not to look at Drogon over her shoulder.

Drogon was right. Perhaps she was too kind. She had not expected that the butcher, who had once been a slave, would enslave the children of his good master, and that this was approved by most of the residents of Astapor.

It seems that Drogon is really the reincarnation of Balerion the Black Death. He has lived for more than 200 years and has followed many Targaryen monarchs. Otherwise, how can we explain that Drogon knows how to rule? Legend has it that dragons can pass on memories. It seems to be true!

"Capture Cleon the Butcher and the other masterminds of the rebellion and send them to Yunkai immediately. I will personally sentence them to death. All other participants in the rebellion will be locked up as well. If there are too many, they will be recorded in the register and await punishment."

Daenerys originally only planned to convict Cleon the Butcher and not to pursue the other residents who were instigated by him. However, after hearing Drogon's words, she immediately changed her mind.

After Daenerys finished speaking, Barristan and Jorah nodded and looked at each other, and they saw the relief in each other's eyes.

Drogon didn't expect Daenerys to suddenly change her decision, but this deterrent effect was obviously better.

"Missandei, who do you think should manage Astapor on my behalf after the rebellion is quelled?" Daenerys asked Missandei, with a hint of cunning in her bright eyes.

Jorah and others also looked at Missandei. She was the only one here who knew a little management knowledge, and the others could only use swords.

Missandei lowered her head and thought for a while, then looked at the other people in the meeting room, hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, you don't seem to have any talent in this area."

Drogon was also thinking about how to solve this problem at this time. Tyrion the Devil was the only choice to be the Hand of the King, and it was impossible for him to manage a city. Even if Varys came back, he had things to do.

[If Dragon Queen can run a school similar to the Citadel in the name of the Queen and train talents in all aspects for her own use, will she still worry about no one to manage Astapor, Slaver's Bay and even the Seven Kingdoms?] Drogon suddenly thought of the Citadel.