chapter 110 part 2
Daenerys softly said, "I only have myself now."
Glyn shook his head slightly: "A true Dragon would not be married off to the Half-man Noble that everyone talks about."
"Does he already know?" Daenerys's pupils constricted, and she hurriedly denied, "Baron Glyn, it's not a Half-man, that's a rumor."
Glyn shrugged: "The common people won't care about the truth, unless... when my sword is at their throats, then they'll be willing to face some unpleasant truths. Princess Daenerys, power comes from the sword in hand."
"The sword in hand?" Daenerys suppressed the tremor in her heart and glanced at the longsword at Glyn's waist.
Her brother also had a beautiful sword, but she knew her brother didn't understand swordsmanship; it was merely an ornament to display his Kingly status.
Thinking of this, Daenerys suddenly felt as if she understood something, yet it wasn't quite clear.
"Princess, you are still young, and your path is still long. There's no need to worry."
Clap, clap!
After Glyn clapped his hands, in a short while, two strong-looking women walked over in Daenerys's puzzled gaze.
Glyn introduced them: "I want to introduce you. They are sisters. The one on the left is Bronn, and the one on the right is Osha. They were originally captains of the House Kleypus Thorn Corps. If you are willing, starting today, they will serve as your Handmaidens."
Although Daenerys didn't understand swords, her intuition told her that Bronn and Osha were formidable Guards.
Daenerys wanted to agree immediately but worried if her brother would be angry because of her assertiveness.
Daenerys also remembered the Handmaiden who died to protect her.
Glyn understood the hesitation in Daenerys's eyes: "Princess Daenerys, if you are willing, that is all that matters. I will personally handle Governor Illyrio."
Daenerys shook her head and said, "Baron Glyn, thank you for your kindness. I will always remember it. Thank you, I will also protect them both!"
At this moment, Daenerys realized that she could also be very brave.
The tragedy of that Handmaiden would definitely not be replayed!
Glyn nodded slightly: "Their identity is captains of Kleypus. They are hired by you, will only be responsible to you, and will only be loyal to you."
After speaking, Glyn turned to Bronn and Osha and added, "Warrior Bronn, Warrior Osha, do you understand your duties?"
Bronn and Osha gripped their sword hilts, straightened their bodies, and simultaneously responded loudly: "Yes, Lord Glyn!"
Glyn waved his hand and said, "Anyone who harms them without your permission is tantamount to declaring war on House Kleypus."
By now, Daenerys roughly understood why Viserys wanted to "subdue" Baron Glyn. Baron Glyn possessed the military strength that Viserys valued most.
Her brother's greatest desire was to reclaim the Iron Throne. She believed that even for the Iron Throne, her brother would not harm her new Handmaidens. Only then did Daenerys completely relax.
No matter what, the tragedy of that Handmaiden would absolutely not be replayed.
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Glyn held up a finger and said, "There's one more thing."
"The current Iron Throne has never trusted House Kleypus, and it has been that way since the war a decade ago. Therefore, I cannot stay in Pentos for too long."
Although it was their first meeting, Glyn gave her a sense of security she had never felt before. This feeling came suddenly and strangely.
Now, hearing that Glyn would be leaving soon, Daenerys's small face revealed unconcealed disappointment.
Daenerys anxiously said, "Isn't he there to ask you to hunt... us down? If you return now, won't you be punished?"
Glyn shrugged and said, "I am also the Queen's Chief Steward over there. I need to balance things."
"The Queen's Chief Steward?"
Glyn saw Daenerys's confusion, so he smiled and explained, "It's a bit like a Squire, but with more freedom than a Squire."
"Glyn, a Squire?" Daenerys didn't know what she thought of and let out a snicker.
Glyn smiled bitterly, then shrugged again.
After laughing, Glyn continued, "One of my kinsmen will stay in Pentos. He made a small mistake, and also for convenience, he will operate here under the identity of a Kleypus bastard.
"His name is Dik. Dik is thin and tall. Hmm, he looks like a thief. These characteristics are enough to identify him."
"Looks like a thief?"
Daenerys couldn't help but laugh out loud again.
Glyn explained helplessly, "These are unavoidable characteristics, but you can try to trust him. I will leave him at the Kleypus Trading Company in Pentos."
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The Reach, Highgarden.
Rustle, rustle... Margaery Tyrell's footsteps were a little faster than usual.
When she was about to reach the Terrace Garden, Margaery gradually slowed her pace, returning to her normal walking speed.
Margaery caught sight of her grandmother and father. After approaching, she first curtsied, lifting her skirt slightly.
Mace Tyrell stroked his beard and said with a smile, "My dear Margaery, my daughter, as soon as you appear, even the most beautiful flowers lose their luster."
Margaery's grandmother, Olenna Redwyne (The Queen of Thorns), glanced sideways at her son and said, "Lord Mace, you, however, can add color to these fresh flowers."
Lord Mace chuckled, completely unfazed by his mother's mockery, and instead acted as if he had received her praise.
Although Margaery had often heard her grandmother mock her father since childhood, she always found herself laughing whenever she heard it.
Looking at her carefree son, Lady Olenna snorted at Lord Mace.
Lady Olenna turned to her granddaughter and asked gently, "Margaery, didn't you say you were going embroidery just now? Why are you back already?"
Margaery immediately sobered her face and said, "Grandmother, Father, a letter has arrived from the Hand of the King."
Lord Mace hastily spoke up: "Margaery, is there news?"
Margaery nodded and said, "Father, the Hand of the King, Lord Jon Arryn, invites you to the Red Keep to serve as Lord Jon Arryn's Hand of the King consultant. You are now one of the candidates for the next Hand of the King."
Lord Mace was momentarily stunned, then murmured, "Glyn, as expected, is very reliable. I didn't misjudge him."
Lord Mace immediately stood up excitedly, stroked his beard, and exclaimed, "Mother, Margaery, this time it's finally our House Tyrell's turn to sit in the position of Hand of the King!"
Olenna seemed somewhat unimpressed by Lord Mace's current appearance. She extended her hand towards Margaery: "Margaery, is there anything else?"
Margaery handed the letter over with both hands: "Grandmother, the list of Hand of the King candidates is somewhat surprising."
Lady Olenna looked at Margaery, whose expression was a little serious, and squinted her eyes as she read the contents of the letter.
(end of chapter)