Chapter 247 - 248 - The Great War of Salvation (XI)

"Only in the shadows can light fully blossom." Aenar Targaryen during the Long Night.

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"It's getting colder." Visenya said as she put on clothes suitable to withstand the intense cold, although she wasn't truly cold, it was just psychological. Her belly was still slightly distended, showing that childbirth was getting closer every day.

"Yes, the Black Sun is really annoying." Rhaenys commented, looking at the Black Sun that had been in the sky for three days. There was no moon, only sun, whether it was night or day, it was already difficult to know exactly.

"I just hope people don't go crazy." Daenerys spoke with a heavy tone. She herself knew that this was a luxury that even nobles wouldn't have, much less commoners.

She heard from Aenar that the population in many places had already started to become chaotic. There was even cannibalism, which made her shiver. It had only been three days, but the world was already in chaos.

Before, she had no idea what it was like to fight gods, which Aenar did all the time, but now she knew. These beings did not want the good of humanity; they only wanted human faith and nothing more.

"Aenar has already told the Lords what they must do to resist the intense cold, he taught them blood magic, capable of creating blood crystals that retain ambient heat for weeks." Visenya said with a worried tone. "But I fear this is not enough."

"Yes, cold is just one of the problems, the other is hunger." Rhaenys showed a worried expression. Even now, food rationing law was being implemented.

Hunger was the main problem. Without sun, there's no way to plant anything. Another thing was the cold; there were very few foods that could survive such intense cold. One of them was onions, but no one could live on just onions!

"Fortunately, Aenar ordered the Reach to accumulate food three years ago, which can supply the current amount of food, helping to maintain order until other measures are implemented." Daenerys said with an admiring tone. Obviously, she was very proud of her husband.

At this moment, Aenar entered the room and asked with a slightly tired tone as he sat between Daenerys and Visenya. "What are you talking about?"

"About this damned weather, the kingdom, and you." Daenerys replied without any hesitation, she approached Aenar and leaned her body against his, enjoying the hand that caressed her hair.

Visenya imitated her younger sister, but only stayed on the left side. Seeing this, Rhaenys felt a little envious and used Aenar's thighs as a pillow.

"You're warm, husband." Visenya commented with a comfortable tone, feeling the high temperature of Aenar's body. Daenerys and Rhaenys agreed with Visenya's words; Aenar was indeed warm to the touch.

Aenar smiled and didn't explain; he didn't need to explain because they knew why his body temperature was so high. However, as they were feeling comfortable, so was he.

He gradually relaxed and enjoyed the moment of rest. Working three days straight without sleeping or eating was mentally stressful. Mainly because half of his problems were disputes among the nobles.

Aenar knew that humans could be selfish, but in these three days, he saw the true face of humanity when times of need arise. You might think that people can be rational in moments of stress, but that's only for trained soldiers, people with determined minds and good character.

But how many people could not be anxious and stressed at a time like this?

Half of Aenar's problems originated from the nobles, who were fighting tooth and nail to get more resources for themselves. The leeches seemed to have no end to their greed. Ignoring the people and trying to save only themselves, they continued to fight among themselves without caring about anything else.

Aenar, who had to maintain order, had already killed at least five men of noble birth, but it seemed that the fear of death was much less effective at this moment, as problems continued to come relentlessly.

One thing Aenar had to admit was that the North at this moment was much more in order than the nobles of other regions. Everyone united under the name of House Stark, which was currently being governed by Robb.

In comparison, Harold Arryn had no control over his own vassals. Stannis and Oberyn fared better, but that was all, better. Conflicts still arose from time to time. The worst were the Westerlands themselves; the nobles of the region were complete arrogant and egocentric idiots.

Of the five men killed by Aenar, three were from the Westerlands.

Seeing Aenar's tired expression, Visenya caressed his face. "We'll help, Aenar. You don't have to do things alone."

Aenar smiled bitterly hearing Visenya's words. It wasn't that he didn't want help, but these nobles were especially rebellious at this moment. If it weren't to avoid causing more chaos, he himself would have killed half of these nobles.

Unfortunately, because of the Long Night, Aenar didn't want to cause even more chaos and was waiting for these people to calm down naturally, instead of killing everyone he would have liked.

"I'm glad you want to help, but until I stabilize the kingdom, I'll have to do everything alone." Aenar said, kissing each of the three women. "But, when everything stabilizes, my duties will be yours."

Aenar would have to deal personally with the sun problem; he would have to stay put on the Iron Throne and couldn't deal with government affairs for a long time. Something the three women would have to deal with when that happened.

Yes, Aenar planned to use himself as a sun over the various cities of Westeros, which could allow crops to be cultivated, even if in smaller quantities.

"Don't worry, I'll teach Visenya and Rhaenys how to govern." Daenerys said with a laugh and looked at both women around with a slightly superior gaze.

"You just ate cake, read books, and relaxed in your room and asked for help from Grandma Rhaella to deal with state affairs." Rhaenys scoffed at Daenerys's words and looked at her aunt with a mocking gaze.

She herself was tricked by Rhaella and had to deal with various state affairs while her grandmother ran off for a vacation. As for Daenerys? She was eating cake and reading.

Daenerys felt her cheeks flush with her niece's words. She found nothing wrong with what she did; she was the queen, and the ministers should help her govern the kingdom; she was just doing what all kings did!

In short, Daenerys was the owner of a large business and profited by relaxing at home while the employees died of exhaustion from overwork and received an unhappy salary.

He just laughed at the small quarrel between his two queens. This quarrel was innocent compared to the quarrel between the nobles he had heard hours ago.

"You three have to govern together in my place; you'll have to build factions within the court." Aenar calmed both of them and said with a relaxed smile on his lips. "Let them fight among themselves while you maintain order so they don't go too far. These nobles have to stay busy so they don't kill each other over a piece of bread."

The three women nodded; they understood why Aenar wanted to do this.

If the nobles remain idle, they can cause more problems. And problems mean more state affairs, which Aenar and the three queens definitely didn't want to have.

So, letting these nobles fight among themselves in a political struggle was much better than letting them loose, shooting in all directions. As long as things didn't go too far and didn't reach the people, everything could be much easier.

Visenya, Daenerys, and Rhaenys understood this fact and were satisfied to obey Aenar's orders. They felt they didn't have the extraordinary patience their husband had, and perhaps would kill many of the arrogant nobles, making things even more chaotic than they already were.

"I'm going to sleep for a moment; wake me when Leda calls me." Aenar said with a lazy and sleepy tone. Although his body wasn't tired, his mind was, especially after three days of constantly using Foresight to see the future.

"We'll wake you, Aenar." Daenerys said, kissing Aenar's cheek with a gentle smile.

Aenar laughed and slowly closed his eyes, embracing the comfort of his mind's darkness.

Seeing Aenar fall asleep almost instantly after closing his eyes, Daenerys knew that Aenar was truly tired. She hugged her husband and lay on his chest, enjoying the moment, something they all did.

Unfortunately, Aenar had to be woken up only half an hour after closing his eyes, as Leda brought worrying news.

"My king, the Astartes killed a batch of monsters and brought their bodies."

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