Chapter 185

Seeing Stannis still shaken, Drogo drew his curved arakh and pointed it at him, shouting: “Stannis Baratheon! Once my army arrives, Storm’s End will fall into my hands!”

The false king glared at him in fury. “Thief! Usurper! King’s Landing and Dragonstone lie within reach, yet here you are. It seems the savage that wildfire couldn’t destroy will now be mine to annihilate. It is the will of the gods!”

Leaning on his magical barrier that could not stop mortal weapons, the so-called king’s arrogance only grew. Drogo shrugged. “The Targaryens once called Robert a usurper too — it made no difference to him, and it makes no difference to me. To my eyes, you’re all usurpers. The Seven Kingdoms rightfully belong to my wife’s family. I don’t know what trick keeps you so smug, but before absolute power, all your pride amounts to nothing but dust and feathers.”