The ground floor of the Great Pyramid of Meereen is very quiet.

The exterior walls are thirty feet thick and covered in dust and cobwebs.

Daenerys Targaryen and Samwell Caesar walked together down the steep and narrow staircase.

Sir Barristan led the way with a lantern.

If Astapor is a city of red bricks, Yuankai is a city of yellow bricks, then Meereen is a city of colored bricks, with twenty different colors of bricks forming a staircase, guarded by the Unsullied at every few steps along the way.

They were silent in the dark, unmoving, unshaking, like stone sculptures.

After passing through three massive arches and walking down a slope illuminated by torches, the three of them finally reached the basement of the pyramid.

After passing through a cistern, a dungeon, and a room that had been used to interrogate slaves, they finally stopped in front of a door chain covered with rust.

Two Unsullied ones stand on either side of the gate.

"Open the door." Daenerys commanded.

One of the Unsullied took out the key and stepped forward to unlock the lock.

With the creak of chains, the door slowly opened, and a wave of sulfur-smelling heat rolled out.

Daenerys glanced at Samwell and walked through the door with his arm in her arms.

Behind the door was a huge pit, and the two stood on the edge of the crater, looking down.

In the dark, four eyes burned.

One pair is like molten gold, and the other is bronze.

"My Dragon...... Yes, there is. Daenerys said in a bitter tone.

At the sound of her voice, Rego let out a roar of rage, and a bright yellow flame broke through the darkness, making the entire pit instantly as bright as day.

Tongues of fire licked the walls of the stained bricks, and the heat caused Sir Barristan to take a few steps back.

Daenerys and Samwell remained unmoved.

"Why are you keeping them here?" Samwell asked.

As he spoke, the other dragon in the pit, Viserion, spread its wings and stirred up the scorching air, trying to fly towards Daenerys, but the rattling of chains dragged it back to the ground and slammed it to the ground.

It erupted in rage.

By the light of the fire, Samwell saw that a chain the thickness of an adult's fist had bound Viseryon's feet, and that it had an iron collar around its neck and was chained to the wall behind it.

Rego was also chained, and smoke and fire erupted from between its teeth, and the air was so hot that it was unbearable for ordinary people.

Fortunately, Daenerys and Samwell are not "ordinary people".

Sir Barristan could no longer bear the temperature and had to retreat to the door.

"They'......," she said in a bitter tone, "they can eat people......

"Of course dragons hurt people." Samwell's tone was flat, "Didn't you see Cleopatra burn the slave owners when you were in Astapor? ”

"I know. Viserys also told me the story of the dragon when he was a child. I know how Harrenhal was reduced to ruins under the flames of the Black Death, and I know that thousands of people died in the Battle of the Burning Plain, and even the House of Targaryen had their clansmen killed at the mouth of the dragon......"

Daenerys was still sad, "But these are stories, other people's dragons, and now, it's my own dragon, my own child......"

Samwell said, "In countless songs, how many villages and kingdoms live in fear of dragons, and this fear does not come out of nowhere. ”

"But it was a little girl, only four years old." Daenerys' tone was full of guilt, "Her name is Hazia. Her father came to me with her bones, she was so young......"

Samwell was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Are there only bones? Are there any eyewitnesses? ”

"The only eyewitness was Hazia's father."

"That doesn't prove anything." Samwell said, "He may have killed his own girl, don't be surprised, I've seen a lot of fathers who dispose of extra girls." Of course, it could also be a conspiracy by the Harpy Son to burn a girl and fake it as a dragon so that the city will hate you. ”

Daenerys was silent, she suddenly felt tired.

Maybe I'm not fit to take part in this Game of Thrones.

Intrigues, deceit, conspiracies and calculations...... She couldn't resist it at all.

Maybe I should marry him and be his queen, instead of trying to be a queen. The thought popped into Daenerys' mind.

But he never formally proposed to me.

Daenerys remembers that in Astapor, the two kissed and argued.

During the argument, he said that he wanted to marry her as queen, but it was not a formal proposal.

He should propose, Daenerys thought, like Prince Quentin of Dorne, like Sitzdala, the nobleman of Meereen, or at least like the daring mercenary Dario, and make her unequivocally loved......

"After the incident, you locked up the dragon? There are only two here, and there is also a black dragon Zhuogen? ”

Daenerys suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart and said:

"Yes. Viserion was the first dragon to be locked. I led him here with my own hands and put a freshly slaughtered bull in the pit. When it was full and drowsy, the Unsullied rushed in and locked it up......"

Not sure if he heard his name, Vicelion tried to fly towards Daenerys again, the massive chains creaking. It turned back angrily, spewing golden flames at the wall behind it again.

I don't know how long it will be before its dragon flame can scorch masonry and melt steel.

"Rego spent more manpower." Daenerys continued, "It seems to hear the brother roaring in the pit, even though there is a thick block of stone between them. It took me a great deal of effort to calm Rego, and then the Unsullied covered it with a large net of heavy chains.

It was so strong that it took them three days to stumble into the basement, and six people were burned as a result.

And Drogon...... It is the strongest and most ferocious of the three dragons, and we have tried to capture it but failed......"

"And where did it go now?"

"Flew away." Daenerys almost burst into tears, "It spread its black wings and flew north across the Skazadan River, all the way to the Dothraki steppe, never to return. ”

Samwell was silent for a moment, and said:

"You can't imprison your own dragon forever."

"Yes. It was supposed to be a prison for slaves, and it could hold two dragons, but for how long? They are going berserk day by day, will they one day attack each other with their flames and claws? Will they become weak and sick, their wings wither, and their flames extinguished? ”

"The Targaryens built a dragon's den in King's Landing and kept the dragons in it, which is much more spacious than this basement, but still produced a stunted dragon."

"I don't want to. But what if they go out and attack people again? Daenerys turned to look at the man, "Did Cleopatra hurt innocent people?" ”

Samwell shook his head, "At least I haven't seen anyone come to me with charred human bones. ”

"Cleopatra seems docile." Daenerys said, "How did you make it so obedient?" ”

"Dragons need to be tamed." Samwell said, "You've probably heard the story of the dragon knights of House Targaryen, right?" ”

"Yes, my brother loved to tell me stories about dragons and dragon knights when he was a child. He says that dragon knights must be approved by dragons to ride them, and that once a dragon has approved a dragon knight, a second dragon knight will not be accepted.

It is said that even Aegon the Conqueror could not control Vaghar or Mirasis, and likewise, his sisters could not control the Black Death Balerion.

However, dragons live longer than humans, and after Aegon's death, Bellerion accepted other dragon knights, but a dragon has never had two dragon knights at the same time, and no one has ever been able to control two dragons. ”

Viserion roared again, smoke rising from between his teeth, and Samwell could see the golden flames dancing deep in his throat.

"You're right. Dragons need dragon knights, and although you are the mother of dragons and raised them, you haven't really gained their approval, so they are wild and difficult to change. ”

"Get their approval and become a dragon knight?" Daenerys muttered, her voice swaying in the dragon's roar, sounding like an unconfident little girl, "What does that need to be done?" ”

"It's an impossible task for others, but you're a Targaryen, a true dragon. Born with an easy grasp of dragons. But even then, you have to show courage that the dragon will not accept a cowardly person. ”

"Courage ......," Daenerys muttered.

The two dragons roared simultaneously in the pit, the sound filling the basement and echoing between the walls, the furnace-like wind sweeping in, raising her long skirt and silver hair.

She could see the charred flesh between their black teeth, and see their hellish eyes.

Daenerys has never been afraid of her dragons, she has always treated them as children, but at this moment, she actually hesitated irrepressibly-

Will they eat me?

"Of course, you can only choose one dragon to control." Samwell's voice rang out again, "No one can harness two dragons at the same time. ”

Daenerys' gaze bobbed back and forth between Rego and Viseryn, hesitating.

"I suggest you choose Drogon." Samwell spoke again, "It's the biggest, fiercest, and wildest of your men. ”

"But Zhuo Geng flew away......"

"It'll be back."

The certainty in the man's tone reassured Daenerys and relieved her.

Truth be told, she wasn't ready to tame the dragon right now, and both Rego and Viserion felt strange and scared.

This has never been the case before.

What mother is afraid of her child?

The thought put her to shame.

"They say dragons are monsters......" Daenerys said.

Samwell laughed when he heard this:

"We are true dragon blood, and if dragons are monsters, then so are we."

The laughter echoed in the ground, duffling the dragon's roar for a moment.

Daenerys turned her head to look at the man beside her, her trembling heart finally calmed down, and all the hesitation, guilt, and panic disappeared at this moment.

"That's right, we're monsters too!" She announced loudly.

Then desperately hug the man and go to his lips.

(End of chapter)