Chapter 222: The Source of Nightmare

Every time I woke up from a nightmare, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. This went on for several days on and off, and even my daytime spirit was affected.

This forced Drogon to take it seriously and decide to sleep with Daenerys at night, perhaps allowing her to sleep more peacefully.

During the day, in the throne room, after reporting to Daenerys on the progress of the sewer renovation in King's Landing, Tyrion did not leave with others, but waited for Daenerys to come down from the platform of the Iron Throne.

"Your Majesty, the nobles and we are all very concerned about Jon. I would like to ask if you really intend to make him the crown prince."

Tyrion privately discussed with Varys about Jon's move into Dragonstone. As the chief intelligence officer at the time, Varys quickly guessed that Jon should be Rhaegar's illegitimate son.

Although Tyrion and Jon have known each other for a long time and have a good relationship in private, they also feel a sense of sympathy.

After all, appointing a crown prince is a big deal. Even if Daenerys grants Jon the Targaryen surname again, there are still many unstable factors. Tyrion wants to ask Daenerys about her specific plans in detail.

And he had the same question in his heart as the two princes of Dorne: why didn't Daenerys let her descendants inherit the Iron Throne.

"Don't worry about Jon's affairs. I have my own ideas."

Daenerys doesn't want too many people to know about Jon's background, including Prime Minister Tyrion.

"Your Majesty, instead of making Jon the heir, why don't you choose a family from the Seven Kingdoms for marriage, and then..." Tyrion didn't continue, knowing that Daenerys should understand what he meant.

"Didn't you hear what I said? I told you to leave it alone!"

Hearing that Tyrion was still not giving up, Daenerys turned around, glared at him and shouted angrily.

The voice was so loud that it startled Barristan, who was following behind her. He looked at Daenerys and frowned slightly.

Of course Daenerys understood what Tyrion meant, but his words hit her sore spot, making her very irritated.

Looking up at Daenerys who was yelling at him, Tyrion felt very uncomfortable. He lowered his head silently and said nothing.

After yelling at Tyrion, Daenerys was still a little agitated. Drogon was of course aware of the fact that she was infertile, and Tyrion was talking about things that were irrelevant.

But ever since Tyrion became Prime Minister, Daenerys has always respected him. Although his words just now touched a sore spot, no one expected Daenerys to suddenly get so angry. Not to mention Tyrion, even Drogon was very uncomfortable with it.

As for Daenerys' infertility, Drogon didn't know whether it could be cured by treating her believers, so he would have to wait and see.

Back in her room, Daenerys was still in a bad mood. She picked up a book to calm herself down, but threw it aside after just flipping through two pages.

Noticing that Daenerys was a little irritable, Drogon knew that it was probably because she hadn't slept well for several days.

She also tried to catch up on some sleep during the day, but she couldn't fall asleep.

[Let me take you out for a walk!] drogon suggested.

"I don't want to go anywhere, Drogon. Should I have been wrong to be angry with Tyrion?"

Thinking of Tyrion's silence just now, Daenerys felt a little regretful.

[It's okay, Tyrion is strong! ] Drogon teased the little devil and comforted him.

Thinking about her own experience as the short Prime Minister, Daenerys forced a smile.

At night, Daenerys lit a candlestick and read until late at night before she felt a little sleepy and lay down on the bed.

Drogon did not go to his own nest, but lay in Daenerys' arms and fell asleep with her.

Knowing that Drogon was worried about her, Daenerys hugged him, let him rest his little head on her arm, talked to him for a while, and then slowly fell asleep.

Listening to the soft snoring in his ears, Drogon did not fall asleep, but planned to stay with Daenerys.

Late at night, Drogon, who was dozing off, was awakened by a burst of rapid breathing. He looked up at Daenerys and found that she was having a nightmare again.

He was breathing heavily and his head was shaking back and forth on the pillow. He seemed to be struggling, but he couldn't wake up.

Without waking Daenerys up, Drogon wanted to verify his guess, so he spread out the divine domain, touched Daenerys' body, and spread it to the entire room.

As soon as the divine domain touched Daenerys's head, Drogon felt a hint of evil intent.

Sure enough, there is something strange, he said in his heart, using the divine domain to dispel this evil thought.

But that evil thought was extremely stubborn. It did not dissipate like smoke. Instead, it seemed to be attached to Daenerys's head and was extremely difficult to dispel. It seemed as if Daenerys's brain was extremely attractive to it and was unwilling to leave.

Drogon could only continue to use the divine domain to suppress the evil thoughts bit by bit.

As Drogon exerted force, the evil thoughts gradually separated from Daenerys and dissipated. The farther away from Daenerys, the faster they dissipated.

After the evil thoughts left Daenerys, she stopped struggling, her brows gradually relaxed, and her breathing became steady.

Drogon felt relieved after seeing the transformation of Daenerys, and continued to dispel the evil thoughts until they were out of the room.

But as soon as he stopped, the evil thoughts slowly gathered again and continued to float towards Daenerys, but were blocked by the divine realm and could not come in.

Drogon could only keep his eyes open, support himself with the divine shield, and listen to Daenerys's snoring, unable to fall asleep.

However, it was already late at night and drogon had begun to feel sleepy a while ago. He became a little more alert after discovering the evil thoughts, but after a while he slowly fell asleep again.

But as soon as he dozed off, the divine domain would shrink inward, forcing him to stay awake and keep expanding the divine domain to prevent it from disturbing Daenerys again.

In the morning, Daenerys turned over and slowly woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt her arm a little heavy, and then she remembered that Drogon was still lying in her arms.

Turning around, he saw Drogon looking at him, "Drogon, why are you awake so early!"

Drogon: [...]

He really wanted to say that I either woke up early or went to bed late, but he didn't say it in his heart for fear that Daenerys would think too much.

"Drogon, it's so comfortable to sleep with you. I don't think I had any dreams. Can you continue to accompany me tonight?"

Seeing that Daenerys's complexion was obviously much better, Drogon nodded slightly. As long as she could sleep well, it didn't matter if he had to work a little harder. At most, he could make up for the sleep during the day.

However, it is not a long-term solution for Mr. Meiwan to keep his eyes open and hold up the divine shield. He needs to find a way to completely get rid of the evil thoughts.

Fortunately, the evil thoughts gradually dissipated after Daenerys woke up, otherwise Drogon might have become the first dragon to be trapped and die in the history of the dragon clan.

After Daenerys washed up and had breakfast, she went to the office. Drogon did not follow her, nor did he leave. He was eager to catch up on his sleep. How could he sleep without figuring out what the evil thoughts were?

He needed to find someone who understood the source of his evil thoughts, and the Drowned God Adins was undoubtedly the best target.

When they arrived at Blackwater Bay and summoned Adins, his tentacles had fully grown out and he had regained his complete, huge and terrifying body.