Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

The breeze was blowing gently, and leaves were falling on the path.

As if to reflect the joy of the castle, the weather had become milder.

He had been in King's Landing for a while, and he didn't know what was happening on Dragonstone.

Cole was practicing swordplay in the yard as usual. There was a training ground in the inner yard for training, but most of the people were from the Rose and the Lion.

Lannister seemed to be ready to leave him alone for a while. He gave his conditions, but the Lion hadn't responded yet.

It seemed that he had to put some pressure on the guys in the King's Landing Royal Council. He couldn't wait until Joffrey was poisoned to death by the "Strangler" at the wedding, and there was no follow-up on the cooperation.

I just don't know if Joffrey can escape death.

"Lord Cole!" Duran ran over from outside the yard. "Something happened, something happened in the yard."

The yard he was talking about was not the small yard where Cole and his friends were living now, but the Royal Courtyard, where many dignitaries from the Seven Kingdoms were scattered.

The "Tyrells" who live next to the Maidens, and the "Martel" who live around them.

As the little fat man spoke, Cole understood what he said.

They looked out of the courtyard door and saw a tense atmosphere in front of the Dornish camp.

Obviously, the Lannisters had placed the Roses of Highgarden and the Martell Suns of Dorne in two opposite corners of the Red Keep, but they still had a dispute.

Of course, it was not that the Tyrells were looking for old things to make the Martells unhappy.

Yesterday, a small fight broke out in a dining hall in Flea Bottom. This has happened from time to time in recent days, so it is not surprising.

But a soldier of the Tyrell family died in the fight.

Cole had just dealt with these two families, and neither of them was easy to deal with. Now it was the Lannisters who had a headache.

Sure enough, Lannister came to be a peacemaker soon, and it was Tyrion who represented the Lion family.

He was just about to visit his old friend, so he asked Duran to come over and invite Tyrion to the yard after the matter was settled.

Duran led him into the courtyard, and he saw Cole sitting at the table wiping the sword.

He gently wrapped the sword with a piece of pure cotton flannel, wiped off the remaining dust on it, and then evenly applied sword oil on the sword.

Cole put the sword flat on the table, sprinkled some sword powder, and then turned his head, "Did the people of Highgarden get the explanation they wanted, Lord Tyrion?"

"The old Dornish language is 'Flowers must bow to the sun', but our Lady Olenna seems to strongly demand that the prince apologize for them." She even called the woman next to Martell a 'sand whore'.

"Give me some wine, my friend." The little devil sat at the table.

Cole asked the servant to bring a pot of wine and pour it for him.

Our Lord Tyrion picked up the wine glass and gulped down a sip.

"There are no less than ten thousand roses outside King's Landing, and there are only three hundred Dornishmen, but our prince seems to be very brave." Tyrion continued.

"I have heard some stories about Prince Oberyn." Dorne's Red Viper, he is much more fierce than Prince Doran.

Tyrion sighed, "Jousting, war, and even sexual fetishes, his hobbies are far more than ordinary people. I personally went to the Blackwater River to greet him. Do you know what our prince asked first? Cole."

He continued to talk to himself, "He wants a blonde girl. I thought he was tired of the Dornish woman next to him. Guess what he said?

'I am close to her and share the happiness.'"

Cole chuckled. Prince Oberyn really played a lot in this matter.

"He wouldn't come all the way to King's Landing to find a blonde woman."

"Of course not." Tyrion said helplessly, "He came here for a terrible murder sixteen years ago. I wonder if you have heard of it."

"You mean the Dornish princess who married Rhaegar Targaryen?"

Tyrion nodded his big head twice.

"You look a little irritated, Tyrion. I hope my next question won't add fuel to the fire." Cole decided not to beat around the bush.

Tyrion was stunned at first, then he thought of the purpose of his visit to King's Landing. He had actually prepared himself for it, but for a moment he hoped that they could continue the conversation in a friendly tone.

"Oh? I hope it's not a bad thing."

"The Prime Minister has not given an answer. This is not the attitude of a friend, Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion knew he would ask this. "We have been very busy with the wedding recently. I didn't mean to neglect you, Cole."

"I will return to Dragonstone to report after the wedding. I know the Prime Minister is very busy. In that case, please help me pass on a message to him. The Stormlands are the bottom line." He said very solemnly.

Tyrion was silent for a long time. "Okay, I will help you pass it on."

Cole raised his glass and smiled at him politely, "I hope our friendship will last forever, Lord Lannister."

Tyrion only felt that the wine on his lips was bitter. They have changed from one kind of friends to another.

He didn't sit for long. The Chancellor of the Exchequer was very busy every day. Not only did he have to prepare for the expenses of the King's wedding, but he also had to collect money to repair the docks.

While they were busy with the wedding, they also did not forget the war that might ignite at any time.

King's Landing needs warships, and there is still a fleet in Lannister Port that can be used, but Lord Tywin will not easily transfer this fleet away. They were originally used as weapons to prevent attacks from the Ironmen.

So only the ships of the Reach can be dispatched. If the fleet is to sail into Blackwater Bay, Dragonstone must give way.

When he returned to his tower, his squire Podrick told him that the Prime Minister had summoned him.

Tyrion could only rush to the Prime Minister's study without even taking a breath.

Lord Tywin had been waiting here for a long time, and he was moving his stylus between the parchments.

"How was it resolved?" Lord Tywin asked him.

"It ended unpleasantly." Tyrell shrugged, "At the same time, Prince Oberyn asked me when we can fulfill our promise."

"Oh, and Cole asked me to ask you what your response to their conditions was."

"Response? What response does he want me to give him? I have already made him the Duke of Storm's End." Lord Tywin said.

"He didn't accept your kindness, father." And Stannis not only gave him Storm's End, but also gave him a wife.

Although I heard that the girl was also a monster.

"He asked me to tell you a message. 'Stormlands' is the bottom line."

Lord Tywin said expressionlessly, "Stormlands was originally intended to be given to them, but there are still many nobles in Stormlands who support us. If they kneel down and surrender, how can we push them away?"

"This is really a dilemma," Tyrion curled his lips.