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A Song of Ice and Fire: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

[A Song of Ice and Fire Fanfiction] Transported into the body Viserys Targaryen, the rightful sovereign of the Andals, Rhoynar, and the First Men, and the Guardian of the Realm, I embrace my title as the 'True Dragon.' **Update**- I can now confirm this book will be a harem book. around 250ish the book alludes to the possibility of it while introducing the first confirmed woman the MC sleeps with. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello everyone, I wanted to diversify my projects a bit after my earlier stumbles and newfound success and motivation from my main translation work as I start to get into a groove of improving my translating abilities. ASOIAF and GoT overall seems to be a popular but have a somewhat underserved audience on here compared to something like Marvel, DC, and shonen jump manga /comics. That being said I am very well aware of the rather large distaste for bad Chinese fanfiction translations. I do my best to select works that have a large volume of chapters that are available to me. Given that I’m in the US and don’t have access to things like Alipay or WeChat (believe me I’ve tried :( ) to get access to more popular sites like b.faloo and my extreme unwillingness to just touch up existing MTL translations means I will continue to have to select from a limited number of projects. I also know the color of the eye on more human side of the face should be purplish but I'm still super new to using Midjourny as my focus this past month has been more on getting my quality up and creating a stockpile of chapters for my main translation project.-- also I got lucky with the image actually kind of reflecting a more intense version of what I would imagine the "golden finger" looks like.

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Chapter 596: Refusal

"Meet with Viserys?"

"How could you even think of such an absurdity?"

Tyrion felt as if the world had gone mad. Jaime, astonishingly, wanted to meet Viserys. And not in secret, but to confront him openly. Regardless of his reasons, Viserys would never forgive him. Jaime was the 'Kingslayer', and the king he killed was Viserys' own father, King Aerys.

"How do you think Viserys will punish the murderer of his father? Hanging? Beheading? Flaying, or perhaps burning alive?"

"Do you think offering yourself will save our father? Impossible! No one can save him, not even Cersei."

Tyrion's emotions surged, but he quickly composed himself. He was a sharp thinker, and it didn't take long for him to discern a potential motive.

"Do you plan to assassinate the King?"

Jaime's renowned swordsmanship made him a formidable threat, but Tyrion doubted it would suffice against Viserys. The King was not just a ruler; he was a symbol of unmatched strength and unity, having faced insurmountable odds and enemies.

"Magic."

"What?"

Tyrion clarified, "I mean, the King has magic. He's not mere mortal. How do you plan to kill him? Pardon my bluntness, but I know Viserys far better than you do."

The more Tyrion understood Viserys, the more he feared him. Tyrion even speculated that their current conversation might be overheard by the ever-watchful King.

"I cannot grant your request, Jaime."

The next morning, the square beneath the Red Keep was bustling with anticipation. The trial was drawing to an end, and today's accused was none other than Tywin Lannister, the man rumored to excrete gold.

A large crowd had gathered, eager to witness the trial of such a significant noble. Many nobles were also present, having been mandated to attend the public trial, which served as a reckoning for the rebellion years ago.

"Prince Oberyn."

"Lord Greyjoy."

The two shared a brief, civil exchange, their previous alliance evident. Greyjoy, in his simple sailor attire, looked at the accused being paraded out: Tywin Lannister and Gregor "The Mountain" Clegane, recently retrieved from the dungeons of Pentos.

As soon as Tywin emerged, he was surrounded by a sea of jeers.

"Traitor!"

"Devil!"

Insults rained down on him, accompanied by rotten tomatoes and stones. His arrival at the platform was only made possible by the Unsullied soldiers who shielded him.

The crowd's disdain for Tywin was palpable. They relished seeing this once-mighty lord now humbled and bloodied. It was a chance for retribution for the populace.

"Your Grace."

The trial began with the arrival of King Viserys. Today's panel of judges included not only the usually defiant Lord Greyjoy but also the Princess Rhaenys, making the trial even more significant.