Early the next morning.

Samwell opened his eyes and saw Margaery's bright and pretty face.

The girl in her arms has not yet woken up, and her pink and smooth skin feels excellent to the touch, which makes Samwell love it.

The man's strange behavior woke Margaery, and they looked at each other, and both of them felt a strange feeling welling up in their hearts.

"Good morning, my knight." Margaery smiled, as beautiful as the morning dew.

"Good morning, my rose." Samwell laughed too, and then leaned in and grabbed the girl's pink red lips.

After another period of lingering, Margaery finally gently pushed the man away.

The girl is a beginner, and she can't stand the wanton whipping and tart.

Samwell got out of bed, picked up the clothes that were scattered on the floor, and handed them to Margaery.

Margaery thanked her sweetly, and then asked as she dressed:

"Sam, would you like to come back to the High Court with me?"

"Yes." Samwell put on a fine linen shirt and laughed, "If your father doesn't approve of our marriage, I'll kidnap you again." ”

In fact, Samwell originally planned to go to the High Court, after all, he couldn't really elope with the duke's daughter.

This is not only disrespectful to Margaery, but also a great waste of her identity.

This "Rose of the High Court" was the only daughter of the Duke of Mace, and after marrying her, Samwell immediately became a great nobleman in the Riverland.

And if he eloped with her, Samwell would be the abductor denounced by everyone in Riverland.

Needless to say, how to choose.

Margaery winked at the man: "It's not easy to kidnap me from the High Court. But don't worry, I can convince my grandmother, and if she agrees, my father will nod and marry me to you, even if he is reluctant. ”

"Oh? Lady Olenna likes me so much? ”

Margaery didn't know what was in mind, and said with a smile: "Grandmother said early on that you are cunning and cunning, and you will definitely be able to achieve something in the future." ”

"Is this praising me or scolding me!" Samwell deliberately put on a look, grabbed Margaery's slender waist, and slapped her on the bend lightly.

Margaery's voice snorted, but there was more pleasure in her voice.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere became ambiguous again,

In the next second, the two hugged and gnawed again.

……

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Samwell walked out of the room in a majestic manner.

And that delicate rose can't get out of bed anymore.

It is said that the nature of men lies in conquest, and the sense of accomplishment obtained by conquering women, especially those who are noble and beautiful, is simply incomparably beautiful.

"I'll bring breakfast to Miss Margaery later." Samwell instructed the maid guarding the door.

"Yes, sir." The maid replied with a red face.

Samwell walked towards the dining room, only to feel that the sun had never been brighter than it was today, the sky was as blue as silky satin, and the birds were singing......

Hey? What's wrong with that bird-

Damn, that's your own dragon!

Cleopatra screamed and rushed at her master, her triangular head crashing into his chest.

Samwell knew that he had annoyed the little guy by closing the window last night, so he could only cling to its wings and try to appease it.

Cleopatra threw himself in Samwell's arms, knocking him backwards.

It's quite a lot of strength.

"Alright, alright. You're not too young, it's time to sleep in separate beds......" Samwell's tone seemed to be coaxing a child.

Whew-

Cleopatra raised her head and let out a breath of flames that shot straight into Samwell's head.

Although Samwell already has the talent of "the non-burner", he is still disgraced.

Cleopatra hissed excitedly, and there was always a hint of schadenfreude to Samwell's ears.

However, the white dragon's anger also subsided a lot as this fire erupted.

Finally, there was no more noise, and it hung quietly around Samwell's neck.

Samwell had to go back and wash his face and change his clothes before heading to the restaurant for dinner.

Breakfast was hearty with oatmeal, charcoal-grilled deer legs, boiled eggs, creamy strawberries, and a keel soup just for Samwell.

After the previous night's hard work, Samwell's appetite had been greatly improved, and Cleopatra had snatched food from him, and the servants had added food three times in succession.

Samwell drank the keel soup, feeling the continued increase in his spiritual attributes, and suddenly had a whim-

What happens to giving Cleopatra dragon bone soup?

So, he brought the dragon bone soup to the white dragon, who stretched his snake-like neck and sniffed it, but turned his head disdainfully and continued to bite the delicious deer leg.

Picky eater?

Samwell, as a competent parent, of course, could not condone this kind of behavior, and immediately grabbed the white dragon's neck and forcibly poured it a mouthful of dragon bone soup.

Cleopatra fluttered its wings, stirring the air around it, emitting puffs of hot smoke, but when it took a sip of soup, it suddenly fell silent.

It seems to feel something.

Instead of Samwell forcing the feeding, Cleopatra stuck her head into the bowl and gulped down the rest of the keel broth.

Samwell watched the scene with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

In fact, since the hatching of the White Dragon, Samwell has always had a worry-

The problem of the growth of dragons.

The Targaryens fled to Dragonstone before the apocalypse of Valyria and hibernated on the island for hundreds of years before embarking on a journey to conquer Westeros.

Why did they wait so long?

In fact, he is waiting for the dragon to grow up.

When they first arrived on Dragonstone, the Targaryens still had five dragons in their hands, but four of them died for unknown reasons, leaving only Bellerion.

Fortunately, two more baby dragons hatched in the dragon egg - Vaghar and Mirasis.

The Targaryen family waited for these two young dragons to grow up, and only then did they lie dormant on Dragonstone Island for hundreds of years.

It can be seen that the growth period of the dragon is quite long.

Although Samwell also got a white dragon, he was still too young to even ride it, and the flames he spewed were the limit for a few people at most.

Such a young dragon is obviously still far from the real battlefield reaper.

If Samwell wants to rely on the White Dragon to conquer the Seven Kingdoms in the short term, it is obviously impossible.

Unless he has a way to speed up the growth of the white dragon.

Looking at Cleopatra, who had drunk the dragon bone soup and hissed excitedly, Samwell suddenly felt that he might have found a way.

Thinking of this, Samwell quickly swept away the rest of the food and led Cleopatra to the pantry.

It houses the seven dragon skulls he smuggled back from King's Landing.

Two of the skulls had faded and turned white after many boils, losing their ability to increase their properties.

The other five bodies were still as clear as black agate, shimmering with a strange and beautiful shimmer.

These keels have always been used by Samwell to make soup and drink to increase spiritual attributes, but if they can also be used to accelerate Cleopatra's growth, then Samwell will not be reluctant.

A full-grown dragon is worth a thousand troops on the battlefield.

When the keels in the territory are exhausted, you can go to King's Landing to steal them again.

"Look, these are your relatives, do you recognize them." Samwell patted Cleopatra's head and asked with a smile.

Cleopatra flapped her wings and hissed softly, not knowing if she recognized the skeleton.

Samwell walked over to a swarthy skull, picked it up and brought it to Cleopatra's mouth, seducting in a childlike tone:

"Something delicious, try it."

Cleopatra leaned over and sniffed, but seemed hesitant, as if unwilling to eat the remains of her own kind.

But perhaps because of the dragon bone soup she had just drunk, Cleopatra sensed a similar temptation from the remains, and tried to open her mouth and take a bite.

Click-

Cleopatra retracted her head and hissed aggrievedly.

Didn't bite......

Annoyed, the white dragon spewed out another mouthful of flames, enveloping the skull in front of him.

But in the blazing dragon flame, the skull became more and more crystal clear, like a night sky shining with stars.

After burning for a while and seeing that it had no effect, Cleopatra gave up.

It seems that I still can't eat it directly. Samwell touched his chin, feeling that he would have to feed Cleopatra with keel soup in the future.

Hopefully, this method can really accelerate the growth of the white dragon.

He didn't want to go to great lengths to get a dragon, but it turned out to be raised by his grandson's grandson.

Leaving the storage room, Samwell saw Gavin, the Governor of the Territory, waiting outside.

"Your Excellency, did you have a good night's rest?" Gavin's tone was somewhat ambiguous, but at the same time tinged with joy.

If his lord can marry the "High Court Rose", then the future of Eagle's Beak Island will be extremely bright.

Gavin longed for Samwell and Margaery to marry on the spot.

"Not bad." Samwell smiled, "What's wrong?" Something? ”

"It's still a matter of cashing in on the work......"

Samwell nodded, looking confident: "Tell the people that after fifteen days, everyone can cash in their work." ”

Gavin was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "My lord, can you come up with so much money?" ”

"Nope." Samwell shook his head slowly, "I can come up with a way to make them consume their work." ”

"Draining points?"

"Yes, come on, let's talk."