Ser Bolos, who thought it was snot, wiped his face with a large hand and continued to speak roughly to Anne, thinking he was very dashing, "Good wine! Fill it up again!"
"Ser Bolos, you, you're bleeding from your nose!"
Anne suppressed a smile, looking at Bolos, whose face had become like a calico cat, and reminded him softly.
The expressions of the onlookers, however, were quite amusing to Daenerys.
Apart from a few people like Duke Beaumont and Princess Rhaenys, who showed concern and tried to dissuade him, most people wore expressions of watching a show.
"Bolos, forget it, this wine really can't be drunk too much."
Princess Rhaenys said loudly, knowing that Bolos had already lost and that continuing to show off would only make him look more foolish.
But Bolos clearly did not understand Princess Rhaenys's intentions.
"I'm fine, it's just a little nosebleed, keep filling it up!"
Bolos's foolish behavior undoubtedly earned the contempt of the nobles present, and some noblewomen even covered their smirking faces with handkerchiefs or fans.
Although more people acted very subtly, Daenerys still caught their schadenfreude in their expressions. This included her cousins Viserys and Daemon.
Even Sea Snake Corlys, who had always had a good relationship with House Baratheon, showed strong contempt in his eyes.
"Ser Bolos, you really can't drink anymore! Otherwise, your body won't be able to handle it."
"You've only had two cups, you're definitely going to lose, why bother drinking yourself into trouble?"
Anne seemed to be persuading, but in reality, she was provoking Bolos, adding fuel to the fire.
Bolos's bull eyes widened, and he immediately urged impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, fill it up quickly!"
Anne continued to persuade with her mouth, but her hands had already deftly refilled the wine glass.
Bolos disregarded the dissuasion of the only people who still cared about him and quickly guzzled the third cup of House Targaryen Dragonflame.
The young and strong Bolos, while trying his best to control his swaying body, excitedly shouted, "Good wine! Good wine!"
"Hiccup~, fill me up again!"
"Thud~"
His heavy body directly shook the Dragonstone floor, and it was clear that he would not be able to enjoy the fourth cup of House Targaryen Dragonflame today.
"Oh, Ser Bolos!"
Anne's scream, though seemingly surprised and anxious, did not cause the wine she held steadily to spill even a drop, clearly all the panic was feigned.
"Bolos!"
Duke Beaumont immediately ran to Bolos, helped him up, and angrily shouted at the guards beside him, "What are these idiots doing, still standing there? Hurry up and take Bolos down! Quickly call the Tigris Scholar!"
After some commotion, Bolos was finally carried away by several guards and settled in a room in the guest castle.
After Tigris's diagnosis, Bolos was just drunk and would be fine after he woke up. He also had the Tigris Scholar assistant give him a few cups of hangover soup.
Daenerys also won the bet this time, ten of the most advanced three-masted sailing ships. It was like carving a small piece of flesh from the Stormlands and Lord Corlys the Sea Snake.
"Hahaha! This targaryen family dragonflame is indeed excellent! It lives up to its name as Dragonflame!"
"Someone, fill a cup for every Lord and Lady present! Good wine should naturally be shared with everyone!"
King Jaehaerys finally decided to come out and preside over the situation.
"Then, Earl Redwyne, I will trouble you to stay at Dragonstone for a period to help Daenerys inspect the ten three-masted ships from the Stormlands!"
Robert Redwyne bowed with a look of honor and said, "It is my honor, Your Majesty!"
The attendants quickly filled a cup of targaryen family dragonflame for everyone present.
King Jaehaerys once again raised his cup with an excited tone, "To the House Targaryen Dragonflame! To the strongest wine in the Seven Kingdoms!"
Everyone cooperated well, no matter what they were thinking, they all put on a proud face and loudly said, "To the strongest wine in the Seven Kingdoms!"
"Hahaha! Doesn't this wine taste good, Duke Beaumont?"
My cousin Daemon, while savoring the taste of Dragonflame, teased Duke Beaumont, "When people spread and praise this House Targaryen Dragonflame in the future, they certainly won't leave out House Baratheon."
"The fate of our two families is truly wonderful!"
"Hmph!"
Upon hearing this, Beaumont's face immediately turned as black as a pot. However, he ignored Daemon and instead directly asked Tigris Scholar to help him send a message back to the Stormlands via raven, instructing them to bring their ten best three-masted ships.
Lord Corlys the Sea Snake also fulfilled his promise, sending a message to his family to send the best three-masted galley of House Valyrian to Dragonstone.
Duke Beaumont, however, insisted on compensating House Valyrian with the extra three-masted warship.
Viserys then pulled Daenerys aside and whispered, "Daenerys! Congratulations on winning ten three-masted ships!"
"But you must understand that winning these ships brings you wealth and attention, but it can also cause criticism and even envy from others."
"In the world of nobles, power, reputation, and connections are often far more important than wealth and military might."
Prince Viserys looked at his cousin Daenerys with firm eyes.
Daenerys nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this; she knew her cousin was teaching her how to survive in this complex world.
Seeing that Daenerys had listened to him, Viserys continued, "When interacting with nobles, always be vigilant, and do not easily offend or trust anyone."
"At the same time, you must also learn to use your wisdom to make them work for you. Remember, power lies in control, not in display."
"I will keep that in mind, cousin!"
Daenerys said firmly.
Viserys looked at Daenerys with affection and then, seemingly nonchalantly, asked her, "Daenerys, what do you think of the Targaryen Family's dragons?!"
Daenerys looked at her cousin and deliberately said, "They say the Targaryen Family is closer to gods than ordinary people, and I know this is because we can control dragons. But perhaps the idea that we can control dragons is itself an illusion."
Viserys smiled, stroked Daenerys's hair, and whispered, "Dragons indeed give us great power, but this power is also a responsibility. We must use this power wisely."
After a moment of thought, Daenerys replied, "Cousin, you are right. Dragons are our advantage, but they also need to be used cautiously. We can use their power to build prestige and deter enemies, but at the same time, we must be careful not to let dragons become targets of fear and jealousy for others."
Viserys nodded in agreement.
"Furthermore, we also need to cultivate a tacit understanding and trust with dragons. Only by building a deep connection with them can we better harness their power."
"Daenerys, today you showed everyone a clever and strong Targaryen Princess! Your cousin is proud of you!"