Princess Daenerys, seeing that the time was right, took Great-grandfather Jaehaerys's hand and pouted, "Your Majesty, please be a witness then!"
"I've heard that the Stormlands' sailboats and sailors are considered top-tier in the Seven Kingdoms. But I don't understand these things, so I'll need your help to inspect them. Otherwise, if they see I'm young and try to bully me, how would I know?!"
King Jaehaerys already held a great deal of resentment towards the Stormlands, and now, seeing them about to fall into his grand-niece's hands, he was naturally happy to cooperate with Daenerys. So he readily said,
"You are truly a smart one! But when it comes to the Seven Kingdoms' fleets, one must look at House Velaryon's Sea Snake Fleet from High Tide and Redwyne Family's Redwyne Fleet from Arbor."
"So let Lord Corlys and Lord Robert be responsible for inspecting your spoils of war!"
Duke Beaumont immediately realized something was wrong upon hearing this, and he said, "Our House Baratheon's fleet is not as well-equipped as theirs, so..."
"No matter!"
King Jaehaerys directly interrupted Beaumont's attempt to decline.
"A dignified ducal territory of the Stormlands, can't it even produce ten excellent three-masted sailboats?"
Lord Redwyne immediately echoed, "Exactly! Even if the quality of the warships is a bit inferior, just equip them with more resources."
"I have many excellent shipbuilders on Arbor. Even if the warships you provide are not satisfactory, I can help you repair and improve them. Duke Beaumont, don't worry, I will only charge you the cost price then."
"Warships? Princess Daenerys and Boros are only betting on three-masted sailboats, not three-masted sailboat warships, right!"
Sea Snake Corlys directly countered Lord Redwyne's wording.
Robert Redwyne immediately retorted, "If not warships, then could they be three-masted galleys? Can the Stormlands afford that? Princess Daenerys is young, so she naturally can't distinguish between these three-masted sailboats."
"What she means is naturally the best-performing warships. Do you really want to use commercial galleons to appease the esteemed Princess Daenerys?"
"Or do you think the noble Dragon Knight Princess Daenerys would want to lead ten commercial three-masted sailboats to the East Continent for trade, like you?"
Although Lord Corlys has an extremely high reputation and is considered brave and resourceful, when compared to Lord Robert of Redwyne Family, the famous verbal king of the Seven Kingdoms, he was a step behind in verbal sparring.
"Lord Redwyne makes it sound as if the outcome is already decided. Whether it's ordinary merchant ships or warships, let's wait until the result is clear!"
"It's just a few strong drinks, it's not going to do much!"
Upon hearing this, Daenerys immediately said,
"It's always better to make things clear beforehand!"
"I didn't realize there were so many classifications for these three-masted sailboats! Then the wager will be nine warships and one three-masted galley like the Queen of Arbor! This way, it will match my status when I go out to sea!"
Duke Beaumont's face immediately turned ashen upon hearing this.
"We in the Stormlands don't have such luxurious large ships. We can only produce ten commercial three-masted sailboats! If Princess Daenerys doesn't mind, let's use these as the wager!"
Daenerys released King Jaehaerys's hand and slowly walked to Duke Beaumont, looking up slightly into the tall, bearded man's eyes, and said in a cold voice,
"Is Duke Beaumont bullying me because I'm young, or is he not putting me, a Princess of Targaryen Family, in his eyes?"
"Do you think this Princess is only fit to ride the lowest specification sailboats?"
As Daenerys spoke, she slowly approached him, enunciating each word loudly, "It was your eldest son who disregarded noble etiquette by openly questioning me, a Princess of the royal family, first."
"And then you and your son together bullied me because I'm young, preparing to humiliate me with a gamble."
"What? Now you're even quibbling with me about the wager. Do you truly think our Targaryen Family has lost the Dragonflame?!"
As Daenerys's angry and arrogant voice echoed throughout Aegon's Garden, Dreamfire, sensing Daenerys's emotions, flew directly from the open ground outside to the sky above Daenerys.
And it let out a high-pitched and furious Dragon roar towards the people below, with an orange-red Dragonflame brewing in its throat.
This caused all the nobles present to turn pale with fright, and the noblewomen screamed incessantly.
King Jaehaerys, Prince Daemon, and Princess Rhaenys looked at Dreamfire circling at a low altitude with excitement, their eyes filled with exhilaration.
One should know that while it was not difficult for Targaryen Family to ride Dragons, not many could establish such a close connection with a Dragon.
And even the most outstanding Dragonriders after the founding of Targaryen could not summon their Dragons just by sensing their emotions.
So Daenerys's performance not only did not displease them in the slightest, but instead made them very proud. A descendant of the Dragon King should be like this.
Duke Beaumont, being questioned by Daenerys and intimidated by Dreamfire, couldn't help but feel both ashamed and embarrassed, his old face instantly flushed red.
"Dan-Princess Daenerys, you-you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."
"It's just that the Stormlands doesn't have three-masted sailboats of such quality."
"If you don't have them, then build them, buy them!"
Daenerys's words were fast and high-pitched, making Beaumont's head buzz.
"Do you, a dignified Duke of the Stormlands, not even have this much capability?"
"No wonder the pirates of the Stepstones and the Dornish are almost at your Storm's End, and you're incapable of dealing with it."
Daenerys's words deeply provoked Duke Beaumont.
"You! I am the Duke of Storm's End! I have achieved countless military merits for the Seven Kingdoms! How can you..."
Daenerys immediately retorted, not to be outdone, "I am also a Princess of Targaryen Family! No matter how great your achievements, can they be greater than the Dragons of Targaryen Family?"
Lord Corlys then reached out and pulled Beaumont, who was about to say more, and said, "Today is Prince Baelon's funeral, which was supposed to be a sad occasion. But Princess Daenerys hatching a Dragon is also an encouragement and comfort to the Seven Kingdoms, so let's go with what the Princess says!"
"I'll provide that large ship!"
Daenerys looked deeply at Lord Corlys and said, "Then I thank Lord Corlys!"
At this moment, Viserys walked over and took Daenerys's hand, saying, "Quickly make Dreamfire retreat, the ladies and young women are all frightened!"
"Yes, Cousin!"
Daenerys then used valyrian to make Dreamfire retreat.
And Anne, at this moment, had also prepared a new bottle of House Targaryen Dragonflame and handed it to Boros, gently advising, "Young Master Boros, this wine is really not suitable for drinking too much. You must be careful and never overdo it and harm your body."
Being watched by everyone like this, Boros would not back down.
"Stop talking nonsense, fill me up a big glass!"
Anne had no choice but to take out a Dragonbone glass and pour him a drink.
Boros snatched the glass and downed it in one gulp. A spicy, burning sensation traveled from his mouth and esophagus, burning all the way to his stomach and throughout his body, and sweat immediately started to pour down.
"Refreshing! Again!"
Anne had no choice but to pour another glass.
Boros still picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp. Although he had the experience of the first time, the burning and stimulating sensation did not lessen at all this time.
However, this time he didn't sweat. He felt a surge of energy rush to his head, followed by a drop of bloody, salty liquid flowing from his nose.