Chapter 72

Oberon appreciated the performance of wesselis at the negotiating table just now, and even made him look at it with some new eyes.

However, his idea of marrying his daughter was just a joke. He was not going to marry his daughter, and wesselis was used to Oberon's open mouth.

But wesselis didn't know why he heard the other party's words. His mood was not very high. He was silent for a while and didn't respond. Instead, he asked in some doubt.

"What's wrong with your daughter's identity?"

Oberon, as Donne's Prince, how could his daughter's identity go wrong.

"Oh, they are all my illegitimate daughters."

Oberon shrugged his shoulders slightly and opened his mouth without any disguise.

In Westeros, in addition to Donne, illegitimate children are things that greatly affect the family honor. Even now it has become a practice, the nobles will try to hide it.

But Dorn is different from other places. For example, Dorn is relatively equal, men and women have a consistent inheritance system, mistresses also have a certain social status, and more unrestrained sexual attitude compared with other regions.

Wesselis was silent, and Oberon did not speak for a very rare time. Finally, he stopped slightly at the fork at the end of the corridor.

Here, wesselis and Oberon should go to their own fork in the road. The bedroom where he was arranged to rest was on the other side.

"Think about it. Aaron is also a good girl."

Oberon finally took a deep breath, patted wesselis on the shoulder and said.

Then just about ready to turn and walk towards his bedroom, he seemed to think of something and stopped slightly.

"By the way, wesselis, I'll go with you when you return to Longshi island. I want to see the child born by my sister and that bastard."

That bastard undoubtedly refers to Vega targaryan, weseris's brother, and the child born to rega and Oberon's sister is Renes.

Oberon had not seen what his niece looked like before because he traveled around the AESOP continent. Anyway, he had plenty of time. This time, he wanted to take this opportunity to return to Longshi island with wesselis and visit reneth.

"OK, I see."

Wesselis stood still and quietly looked at Oberon's leaving back. The man's slender body looked like a twisted snake under the red sunset.

Then the little king exhaled slightly.

In the conversation between Oberon and wesselis just now, he mentioned the conditions for Dorn and targaryan to sign a secret covenant.

Dorn naturally cannot unconditionally support the return of wesselis to Westeros for the iron throne in the future.

Dorn's condition is very simple, that is, to ask wesselis to marry Prince Doran's eldest daughter Princess Ariane MartaI as Queen in return.

However, this proposal was opposed by wesselis, who did not want to make such a hasty decision on his life.

And based on his understanding of Yalian MartaI, wesselis naturally did not want his future wife to be such a woman.

However, at present, he can't give better conditions to satisfy Dorn.

Unless his infant sister danilis replaces him to fulfill his marriage with the MartaI family and marry Quentin MartaI, the eldest son of Prince Daolang, who is just three years old.

However, this choice is also unacceptable to wesselis.

So, in the end, wesselis found a reason to put aside his engagement with Princess Yalian MartaI for the time being.

"I'm only eight years old now. It's ten years from now. Why don't we discuss this problem then."

...

Night.

A small family banquet was held in the sea king's palace.

The wife, son and daughter of bravos Sea King ferrego antalyon attended the banquet, mainly in a private name to welcome distinguished guests from Longshi island and Dorn.

After attending the sea king's family banquet, wesselis finally dragged himself back to his bedroom.

Plop——

He threw himself on the bed and collapsed into a "big" shape. Then he didn't want to move. He just wanted to integrate himself into the soft bed and never separate.

"So tired."

For the little king, he is not only physically tired, but also mentally stressed.

In fact, although wesselis is a nominal "Little King", he has always maintained a trembling and thin ice attitude when facing anything.

Because what lingered in front of him was thousands of ravines, he was like a lost climber. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall into the abyss.

Just as Robert on the Iron Throne can allow failure, because he has the capital to bear failure.

Without these, wesselis cannot allow himself to fail. He must always keep his inner vigilance and often warn himself to walk on thin ice.

A small victory and a small harvest are not enough to make him ecstatic, because he is afraid that he will lose his basic calm attitude.

Then he blundered and made a fatal mistake. In the end, his previous efforts were wasted, and he might even ruin his life.

But at this time.

Wesselis was paralyzed on the dark and soft bed, but his inner joy was difficult to suppress.

Because this was another "small victory" he won after the fengxibao war, and this time he won at the negotiating table without a knife or a shot.

"Your Majesty."

At this time, the door of the little king's bedroom was knocked, and it was a guard of wesselis who knocked.

Then the guard came in with a tray on which a cup of steaming mint tea, neatly arranged biscuits and a small plate of cream were placed on the table, just ready to leave.

"Mond, help me find out the map of the trading city-state."

Wesselis saw that the guards brought him some nights, but he still collapsed on the bed and didn't move, as if he had died. He covered his head with a pillow, and then his voice was stuffy.

The guard named mund was slightly stunned when he heard wesselis's words.

He didn't know the outcome of wesselis's negotiation, so he didn't know what the little king suddenly wanted to do with the map at this time.

"I see."

But he promised, then went out and found a map of the west coast of Aesop from the salutes of several people.

The nine free-trade city states are concentrated in this place, and the central part of ESSOS is the vast doslak sea.

Then wesselis sat at the desk in the bedroom, lit the white wax on the table, and the fire lit up an inch of the table.

WOW——

Wesselis also spread out the whole map, with lavender eyes locked in a position on the map.

"Andas."