In King's Landing, Cersei had just had tea made after the royal meeting when she suddenly heard someone report that Daenerys's dragon was flying towards King's Landing.
Suddenly hearing a giant dragon flying over, Cersei hurriedly stood up from her chair and ordered her men to prepare to shoot with scorpion crossbows. At the same time, she sent people to find her uncle Kevan to defend the city against Daenerys' siege.
During the first few days when Daenerys arrived at Dragonstone, Cersei spent almost every day in fear. She was gradually relieved when she found that Daenerys had no intention of attacking King's Landing immediately.
Only after Qyburn developed the scorpion crossbow did she manage to sleep peacefully every day. However, she began to worry again after learning that the scorpion crossbow at Storm's End did not hit Daenerys's golden dragon.
She knew that the black dragon was Daenerys's strongest dragon, and it was rumored that it had once resisted the ballista of the city of Ghis.
The golden dragon was nearly three times smaller than the black dragon, and its speed and defense were much worse than the black dragon. The scorpion crossbow couldn't even hit the golden dragon. She doubted whether the black dragon could also avoid the scorpion crossbow and burn King's Landing.
For this reason, she asked Coben to study ways to strengthen the scorpion crossbow, but Coben told her that the current scorpion crossbow was already in its strongest state, and unless the key components were made of Valyrian steel, it would be difficult to improve its power.
There are not many Valyrian weapons in all of Westeros, otherwise father Tywin would not have tried his best to purchase Valyrian steel swords from impoverished nobles.
Moreover, he failed to receive the sword for more than ten years. Finally, he snatched the greatsword Iceborne from the beheaded Eddard and made a Valyrian sword for his grandson Joffrey and his son Jaime.
Giving up the idea of strengthening the scorpion crossbow, Cersei could only urge Qyburn to build more scorpion crossbows to defend against dragon attacks.
The soldiers on the city wall who were in charge of operating the scorpion crossbow hurriedly peeled off the cloth covering the crossbow cart and turned it to adjust its direction.
But when they aimed at Drogon, they found that Drogon was flying too high, far beyond the range of the scorpion crossbow.
Drogon, who was carrying Shireen, had already seen the panicked defenders on the city wall below. He had planned to fly down and make a feint attack to scare Cersei.
But considering that Shireen had little experience in dragon riding and would be scared if she couldn't hold on steadily, she didn't fly too low.
However, you can consider letting Rhaegal and Viserion come to King's Landing whenever they have time to harass Cersei.
Although Drogon flew high, his hundred-meter figure did not hinder his tremendous pressure on King's Landing.
Whether they were soldiers, nobles or commoners, they all looked up at Drogon, who was covering a small area of the sky.
Standing on top of the Red Keep, Cersei felt the enormity of Drogon more strongly than anyone else. She even doubted whether the rumors were true, and whether the black dragon in the sky could really withstand the burning of the city by ballistae.
Watching Drogon fly away from King's Landing, everyone in the city, including Cersei, breathed a sigh of relief.
Dragonstone is more than a thousand kilometers away from Oldtown. It took Drogon five hours to get there, flying and stopping along the way.
Standing in front of the gate of the Citadel, looking at the statues of a man and a woman with human faces, lion bodies, and snake tails, Drogon actually felt a little weird and very uncomfortable.
When I walked into the academy, I saw only one person writing at a desk in the hall. He looked up when he heard footsteps.
Laresa was only slightly confused when she saw the little girl Shireen. But when she saw Drogon clearly on Shireen's shoulder, she was immediately surprised. After carefully identifying it, she asked, "Is that a dragon on your shoulder?"
"Yes," Shireen replied, looking at Laresa.
"So you are from Dragonstone?" Laresa continued to ask.
"I am Shireen Baratheon, indeed from Dragonstone." Shireen answered again.
Laresa frowned, "Shireen of the Baratheon family, why are you here?"
Shireen glanced over her shoulder at Drogon and said, "I'm here to see Sam, Samwell Tarly."
"Sam? Oh, I remember, he just arrived not long ago, but he is working, so I'm afraid it is not convenient for him to see you. Of course, if you must see him, I can lead the way." Laresa glanced at Drogon on Shireen's shoulder and said.
"Thank you!" Shireen responded politely. She didn't expect this Citadel scholar to be so easy to talk to.
Following Laresa, we walked around in the Citadel. This place was completely different from the academy. It was extremely deserted and there were almost no people to be seen.
Laresa walked with shireen for a while and turned into a hall with rooms on both sides. A fat figure was busy at the end of the hall.
He was holding a small wooden bucket in his hand and pouring it into the large barrel on the cart in front of him.
Laresa looked at the fat figure and raised her head: "He is Sam."
Smelling the odor in the hall and watching Sam's movements, Drogon guessed what he was doing and wanted to turn around and fly away. No wonder Laresa said that just now.
Although Shireen didn't know what Sam was doing, the smell in the hall made her feel a little overwhelmed.
After saying this, Laresa walked out of the hall. At this time, Sam, who had just emptied the wooden barrel in the distance, also discovered shireen.
Seeing shireen walking towards him, he looked around and didn't see anyone else. Then he realized that the little girl in the distance might be looking for him, and he was very confused.
"Are you Samwell Tarly? I am Shireen Baratheon, from Dragonstone."
Shireen walked a few steps away from Sam and stopped, she already knew what Sam was doing and couldn't move any closer.
When Sam approached Shireen, he saw Drogon on her shoulder. He didn't expect to see Daenerys's strongest dragon here.
The Wall gathers information from all over the world, and he has long known that Drogon can change size.
"I... I'm Sam." Sam was stunned for a moment before speaking after hearing Shireen's question.
"I came here to ask you to cure the remaining injury on my face." shireen stated her purpose.
"Greyscale? I don't know how to cure this disease!" Sam didn't expect that Shireen and the black dragon came here for this.
He was just a handyman in the Citadel who wasn't even a maester's apprentice. How could he cure the greyscale disease that was considered incurable on the mainland?
Sam really didn't understand how Shireen had found him.
Shireen seemed to have known what Sam would say. She smiled and said, "Just because you don't have it now doesn't mean you won't have it in the future. I believe you can find a way to treat it."
Sam blinked after hearing what Shireen said. It sounded so comforting, and he wanted to say that Shireen must have found the wrong person.
But seeing Shireen's affirmative look and the black dragon staring at him, Sam could only say, "I'll go back and look through the medical books in the Citadel to see if I can find a way to treat it."
"But you have to stay in the Citadel for a while. Oh, and by the way, you can go find Gilly. She's a little bored staying alone."
"Gilly?" Shireen looked at Sam and then at Drogon. She had never heard this name from Drogon before.
Of course, Drogon knew that Gilly was the lover of Sam, the scapegoat, and that she had a child.
Nodding to Shireen, Drogon agreed that she should go find Gilly so that she wouldn't be too bored in her free time. He would leave after settling Shireen down.
As agreed with Sam, Shireen and Drogon were waiting for him outside.
While they were waiting, a middle-aged man with a short beard and a huge iron ring necklace around his neck walked towards them.