A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

If you have a guilty conscience, it is obviously impossible not to notice that the "danger" is approaching. However, the little girl who was sitting at a long table in a hidden part of the hall with her female companions seemed to have no idea at all. She turned her back to him and continued to care about herself. Zi Di was whispering to his companions.

"The green one, the green one looks more vivid, I don't think the purple one is good, it's a little too old, you see-"

She didn't "discover" it, but it was impossible for the three beautifully dressed female companions beside her to also "cover their eyes", so after seeing the black-haired boy approaching, one of them hurriedly poked his companion, and then Stand up and salute.

"Lord Renly."

The other two also stood up and bowed, their actions full of ladylike atmosphere. As a last resort, a guilty ten-year-old girl had no choice but to turn around, lift her skirt and bow.

"Good evening, Lord Renly." Her voice was sweet but also seemed a little reluctant.

After glancing at this beautiful girl with silky brown hair and lowered eyes that seemed shy, Renly said nothing, but looked at the other three girls.

"What are you talking about?"

"We were talking about the color of the clothes. I like a purple dress, but Margaery said purple is not good." One of the girls who looked very smart replied, and the other two nodded.

"You won't know if it looks good until you wear it, so go wear it, Ella, and then ask everyone." Renly put forward his own suggestion.

Although he had something to ask, he couldn't just ask directly.

"I think so too, but I'm afraid of being laughed at." The girl named Elo replied melancholy.

"No one will laugh at you, Ella." A fat companion beside her whispered: "And you can wear it in private for us to see."

"Lord Renly, do you have any free time recently? I would like to ask you for advice on how to play the harp." The last girl among the three ignored the topics of her companions and asked a little shyly: "I have been practicing for a long time. But it doesn’t always sound as good as when you play it.”

"You can come to me after breakfast tomorrow, Arran." Renly replied with a smile, then glanced at a girl who was supposed to be lively but had been silent, clapped his hands and said, "Okay ladies, I'm looking for Mal Geli has something to do, can you give us a separate space to talk? "

The three girls nodded without hesitation after hearing this.

"Of course, Lord Renly."

"You can talk for as long as you want."

"Have a nice dinner."

…

Renly likes to get along with children very much, because they have not yet been exposed to the dark side of the world, and their hearts are pure, beautiful and even interesting. Through their own characteristics of perceiving emotions, this beauty can be clearly felt by Renly, which makes him feel even more happy. .

In contrast, in recent years, he has been reluctant to interact with adults, because no matter what their superficial attitude is, there is always some kind of dark emotion in their hearts, which is simply off-putting.

Of course, he didn't like to have much contact before...

After the girls walked away knowingly, Renly looked at the only little girl present. At this time, this girl had changed from the shy look with her head lowered to raising her head and looking at Renly quietly. She seemed to have adjusted. His mentality seemed to be wondering what Renly was doing alone with him.

"What, you've eaten too much and don't want to talk again?" Renly said as he motioned to sit down and talk -

Having been in contact with him for many years, he was not a stranger to this person, and he also understood that this little guy looked innocent, but in fact he was already very cunning at a young age.

"Sister Nastrica said that a lady never lets her belly be too full." The other party sat down opposite Renly happily, wearing a fit and elegant light yellow skirt. The little face with a slight baby fat look was calm, but the innocent big eyes that were crystal clear and moist like a deer kept blinking, which seemed a bit fast.

"What do you want from me, Renly? Tell me quickly, I'm very busy."

Are you busy discussing clothes colors with your children? Renly laughed when he heard this, then straightened his face and went straight to the point: "You came into my room again?"

He even looked scary or intimidating if he kept a straight face, which made the girl sitting there panic and subconsciously avoid looking at him, but then she turned her eyes back.

"As a lady, why would you just run into other people's rooms? That would be too rude." She stared back at Renly, pretending to be displeased and said: "A person of your age should not listen to some idiot's casual accusations. Just two sentences to believe this unreasonable lie!”

"A moving box?" Renly reminded her.

"A moving box?" The other party's eyes widened when he heard this.

"What is that? Do you have it in your room?"

A normal person would probably be fooled by her or fight back. However, Renly could only disdain this because he could feel the other person's emotions.

"You always like to wink when you lie."

He said, seeing the corners of the other person's eyes unconsciously curling up as if he was a little proud, he said with repeated blows: "So in order to get rid of this problem, you always like to make your eyes very wide when you lie recently, which is not normal at all. , like two small balls.”

"What little ball?" The girl pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Would you praise someone if a gem or crystal is good? I remember my mother taught you how to cross a girl?"

Noble etiquette did have instructions on how to get along with ladies and please them, but Renly knew it, but never took those things seriously.

"Don't try to change the subject. What did you do in my room?" he asked. His serious face made the atmosphere here solemn all of a sudden, and the little girl who had been holding her head high could not help but shrink her neck. The original idea of ​​quibbling unconsciously turned into carefully telling the truth.

"No, I didn't do anything. I just wanted to help you clean the room... Why did the box in your room move?"

"I have a cat in the box, so it moves."

"Why didn't I see it?"

"You opened it?" Renly's eyelids jumped when he heard it.

"As a lady, how could I--" the girl quibbled in a low voice, but under the other party's serious gaze, she still reluctantly told the truth.

"Okay Renly, I was curious, so I opened it and took a look, just a glance, and definitely didn't look more!"

"What did you see?"

"A pile of toys."

The girl said, as if she had suddenly found a way to "fight back". The cautious look on her face was swept away, and she raised her head instead, with a slight look of contempt in her eyes.

"You are so childish, Renly. You are so old, but you still play with children's toys?"

"You didn't move?" Renly asked worriedly, ignoring the provocateur's way of changing the subject.

"I don't like boys' toys."

The girl pouted and replied: "Those wooden swords and armors are so ugly, so I closed them after taking a look - but I didn't see any cats, so why did the box move?"

"Some cats can't be seen." Renly replied, feeling that the other party was indeed not lying, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What cat?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you." Renly stood up after getting the answer he wanted, and was about to go to the room to check it out for the last time to avoid missing anything. As a result, as soon as he turned around, his sleeve was grabbed from behind.

"Renly, as a knight anointed with holy oil, you should be patient with ladies." The girl's slightly resentful voice came from behind.

"There should be a farewell etiquette, why don't you have any manners?"

"Then should you call me Uncle Renly?" Renly asked back, looking down at the other party.

"Uncle Renly!" The girl smiled at him with her teeth bared, her neat little white teeth looked fine and delicate under the light of the banquet.

Renly was helpless when he heard this.

People change, he confirmed this again.

At first, this little girl was very polite to him, and she treated him as an elder every time they met. As a result, the older she got, the more unruly she became. It's okay not to call him uncle, after all, people in this world are used to calling each other by their names, but her attitude is no longer as honest as before, and she even likes to lie, avoid the important issues, act, and change the subject... Who did she learn this from? It's really bad.

Somewhat lamented that the pure soul of the little girl in front of him was becoming more and more tainted, and on the surface, Renly stroked his chest and bowed slightly to her according to etiquette under the "threatening" gaze of the other party.

"Good night, beautiful little lady of Highgarden. See you tomorrow."

"Good night, Sir Renly." She nodded implicitly, lifted her skirt and returned the greeting, then turned around and happily went to find her group of friends, probably feeling that she had finally won.

This little girl, Renly shook his head, then looked at the still lively dinner, ignored it, and walked out of the hall.

Going up the tower and returning to the room, this process took less than five minutes with Renly's fast pace.

After closing the door, he squatted down and dragged out a seemingly ordinary oak box from under the bed and opened it.

Looking around, a pair of bloody eyes with clear black and white were piled up at the top of the internal space of the box. The change in light made its pupils shrink slightly, and then stared closely at the black-haired boy in front of him.

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