The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Outside the tavern, after Greenclab jumped on his horse, he looked towards the corner not far away surrounded by the golden robes. They were still interrogating. The subjects under interrogation were: a boy, ten red robes, and twelve horses. .

"Let's go." Green looked away and lightly kicked the horse's belly.

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Podrick Payne saw the golden robes who had just been asking fierce questions about this and that suddenly left. He blinked in confusion, but then he realized something... His pupils shrank and he immediately walked towards the tavern. Run.

Podrick met Tyrion who had just walked out of the tavern. He hurriedly said: "Sir, are you... okay?"

Podrick stuttered even more when he was anxious. Tyrion grinned and imitated the boy's speech: "It's nothing."

Although Tyrion knew that Green was not a murderous person, his mood improved a lot when he saw his squire alive and kicking.

Podrick didn't understand Tyrion's humor. The boy was still fidgeting, looking annoyed and ashamed.

The half-man Tyrion was very sensitive in his heart. Looking at the timid and cowardly squire, he began to wonder if his Uncle Kevan had deliberately chosen a useless little boy as his squire to humiliate his dwarf nephew.

Tyrion quickly suppressed his sensitive emotions. He patted the new squire with some sympathy. Technically speaking, the little boy was also a victim.

"Cheer up, hold your chest high, and don't forget that you are the lion's squire."

"I'm sorry, my lord," Podrick apologized, then immediately followed suit.

Tyrion pursed his lips, suppressed his laughter, and said seriously: "Pod, what happened?"

Podrick reported everything. To put it simply, they were suddenly surrounded by dozens of golden robes.

Tyrion curled his lips: "Did we capture you with only a few dozen people? I was surrounded by a hundred people just now."

Tyrion added in his mind: Well, one Grimm is worth a hundred men.

Podrick was even more ashamed. As a servant, he could never protect the Lord in times of danger. He was so useless. Fortunately, he was not in danger, and the gods bless him!

"Sir, I...I...I'm going to avenge you!" Podrick held the hilt of the sword tightly at his waist.

Tyrion looked at his little squire with scrutiny in his eyes... Doesn't the little boy seem to be acting? Both timid and brave?

Tyrion felt that the little boy might be more than just a little "toy" for fun, and it seemed that he could be trusted a little.

"Podrick Payne, only a hundred men, don't forget the Lannister's ancestral craftsmanship, one roar of the lion, all the enemies will be scared to run away and pee."

With that said, Tyrion reached out and patted the little squire on the arm, and sighed: "How do you think dozens of golden robes could escape on their own? I saved you guys!"

The red robes behind him: "..."

Podrick admired him very much: "Sir, you are so powerful. Thank you for your rescue. I am... ashamed."

Tyrion was very satisfied with Podrick's reaction. He held Podrick in his arms cordially and decided to reward this lovely squire.

"Pod, let me give you a taste of **** tonight...huh? What's that look in your eyes? Do you want to reject my kindness? Aren't you afraid of the roar of a lion?"

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In the evening, on the way to the Red Fort, Green stopped his horse. He signaled the guards to stand by and led a tall Zhuang soldier carrying an ice giant sword towards another place.

Green came to a relatively secluded house with few people nearby and a wide view.

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Seeing Green pushing the door open, Wallis was all smiles, and Green greeted him.

After sitting down, Wallis poured a glass of wine himself and placed it in front of Green's table.

"Lord Green, smokeberry brown wine from Myr."

After saying that, Wallis picked up his wine glass and took a sip. He squinted his eyes slightly. He seemed to enjoy the taste of the wine.

Green raised his glass and took a sip. It was smooth and not astringent.

Wallis smiled and said, "How is it?"

Green's lips curled up slightly and he praised: "The sweetness is moderate and the aftertaste is moderate. Lord Varys, your new hobby is enviable."

Wallis chuckled, as if he was trying to cover up his hidden pride with laughter: "Having a new hobby also feels like trying a new life. I never dreamed that my little birds that make people hate me... Finally it has a new use.”

Wallis sighed: "Fine wine, delicious food, all kinds of wine, all kinds of delicious food. I didn't expect that these things that I usually don't notice can make me sleep peacefully."

Green's eyes trembled slightly. He raised his glass and said, "Lord Varys, congratulations."

Wallis smiled and shook his head. He changed the subject. The two of them met in private not to share a small hobby.

"Earl Green, my little bird happened to hear some interesting news."

Green raised his eyebrows, put down his wine glass, and looked at Varys.

"illegitimate child."

After saying that, Varys looked at Green motionlessly, and the smile on his fat face gradually deepened.

Green murmured: "Illegitimate son..."

After a pause, he whispered: "Joffrey?"

After Green's words fell, Wallis was stunned for a moment. The next moment, the smile on his face disappeared, he glanced left and right, leaned forward, and whispered: "You know?"

Green shrugged slightly: "Lord Varys, this is groundless."

Wallis breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Count Green, rumors are just rumors after all. Don't take them seriously. It's too dangerous."

"I understand, we are our own people, so I did not hide my suspicion from you, Lord Varys."

Wallis nodded slightly, showing a kind expression.

After a pause, he suddenly said: "I'm talking about the illegitimate child from the north."

Green frowned and said, "Duke Ned's illegitimate son, Jon Snow?"

Wallis's eyes sparkled: "Green, with your wisdom, have you never doubted the illegitimate child?"

Green wondered: "It's just an illegitimate child, what's the point..."

After a moment of pause, his eyes moved slightly and his voice became more serious: "Did you hear something?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and Varys smiled slightly: "The child left King's Landing early this morning. His destination is Essos across the Narrow Sea."

Green nodded: "I also know about this matter. It was Duke Ned's arrangement. He thought it would be safer there."

He sighed and continued: "Jon's sword skills are very good. I originally wanted to accept him as my squire, but it's a pity."

Varys held his wide cuff with one hand and picked up the golden wine bottle with the other hand.

As he poured the wine, he said: "They are here to protect you."

Green took the wine bottle from Varys and said, "Lord Varys, why do you say that?"

Wallis made a gesture of invitation and said slowly: "That child did something very strange before he left."

He took a sip of wine and continued: "That kid kept asking about old stories in various taverns. He is very smart, but a little inexperienced. My little bird soon discovered his abnormality."

"Essos'..."

Green stopped talking and denied this possibility. He looked at Varys: "If that were the case, you wouldn't call it abnormal."

Varys smiled: "Earl Green, you are very smart. Of course my little bird will not be attracted to this kind of thing."

After a pause, his voice seemed to be mixed with emotion, and then he continued: "He specifically looked for older people who drank too much, and he generously paid for the drinks. The child seemed to be looking for someone who had been separated since childhood. Parents, it’s really heartbreaking.”

Green's eyes moved: "Is Jon looking for his biological mother?"

He thought for a while and then said: "Could it be...which family his mother is from?"

Wallis's eyes observed Green's every expression and movement: "That kid is very smart. The person he really wants to inquire about is hidden among the many names, but the names of two of them are really too conspicuous."

"Whose name?"

"One is Lyanna Stark. The other is..."

Varys met Green's gaze and said word by word: "Rhaegar Targaryen."

After Wallis finished speaking, Green seemed to suddenly think of something and whispered to himself: "How is it possible..."

Wallis withdrew his gaze from Green. He stared at the wine in the glass and sighed: "Yeah, it's really unexpected..."

Green looked at the round window in the house, where the afterglow of the setting sun cast a light golden color.

Green said: "Lyanna, Rhaegar, bastard."

Varys said: "The wrong spring, Dorne's Tower of Bliss, an illegitimate child."

Green's eyes turned to Wallis: "Without your prompting, even if you put these clues in front of me, I would probably not be able to think of anything else. Your wisdom is really admirable."

Green stroked his chest: "And... thank you very much for being honest with me, Lord Varys."

"It's just a little trick in intelligence collection..."

Wallis nodded slightly and showed a kind smile: "We are allies, so naturally we should help each other."

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Outside the door, Green looked at the sky. The clouds on the horizon were dyed in rich warm colors, golden, orange, deep purple... like a delicate canvas.

Green tapped his chin at the sword-bearing soldier standing aside, and then took steps.

Since the last riot in King's Landing, Varys has naturally gained a hobby, which is tasting fine wines from all over the world.

When Varys met with him privately, he was happy to share new wines from his collection, each time different.

Not counting today, Green has already tasted three kinds of wine from Essos at Varys: the first time was the yellow wine of Ghiscari, the second time was the apricot wine of Meereen, and the third time was Varan. Tis liqueur.

Varys was deliberately creating that moment of relaxation without leaving any trace, and letting him get used to that moment of relaxation without leaving any trace... Will the wine in the cup be replaced by poisonous wine one day?

Green looked around, and the evening breeze blew over his cheeks, bringing with it a hint of coolness... The corners of his mouth slightly curved... One day this place will be a good place to bury someone.

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When Green returned to the team and mounted his horse, the color of the sky gradually became darker, and the dark blue night was dotted with stars.

"Set off."

Green sat on the horse and looked at the looming outline of the Red Castle in the distance... Now that Varys's little bird has set its sights on Jon, it will be difficult for him to escape the clutches of the eight-clawed spider.

Are the four Targaryen descendants coming together? Thinking of this, Green's brown eyes trembled.

Green pulled the reins and adjusted the direction of the horse... The food crisis in King's Landing is getting worse and worse. In the future, it is likely that the only way to stabilize public order is through suppression.

King's Landing...Essos...Targaryen...The Vale...

Lord Greene missed Robert I very much and his loyalty remained unchanged. He did not dare to forget the important responsibilities left to him by the former king.

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Vale, Eyrie.

The sun was already high when Catelyn Tully arrived at the Eyrie.

Maester Colmont, who was thin and nervous, with too little hair and too long a neck, helped Catelyn out of the basket.

Bachelor Coleman wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and said: "Mrs. Caitlin, your arrival is really a surprise. Your sister is very happy to hear the news of your visit."

Caitlin looked back at the hanging basket and said, "I never thought that one day I would go up the mountain with Carrot."

She looked at Academician Kemen, and then said: "Sister Kemen, where is my sister Lysa who you said you are very much looking forward to seeing me?"

Bachelor Colmont's face became nervous, and he said respectfully: "Mrs. Caitlin, I have sent a message to your sister. She asked you to wake her up as soon as you arrive."

Caitlin tightened her brown cloak and said, "She must have slept soundly last night."

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Caitlin and Maester Cormon left the winch room where the gondola was operated and paused when they approached the spiral staircase.

Caitlin blinked in disbelief when she noticed the figure she saw. She wanted to confirm whether it was an illusion.

She saw Petyr Baelish, dressed neatly, standing in front of him with his hands behind his back and a gentle face.

"Littlefinger?"

Petyr waved towards Maester Cormon, his voice was both hoarse and elegant: "Maester Cormon, leave this to me."

Hearing this, Bachelor Kemen looked at Caitlin, and seeing that she had no objection, he bowed slightly and left.

Petyr took a step forward and approached Catelyn, who was standing there.

"Kate, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How many years has it been?"

Caitlin looked at Petyr in front of her. In her memory, Petyr used to be a skinny boy, but now he has become a skinny man, slightly shorter than herself. He had a bit of beard on his chin, and there were a few streaks of silver in his black hair, but his appearance was as sharp as she remembered, and his smiling gray-green eyes.

Caitlin ignored the intimacy in Petyr's words: "Why are you here?"

"I am Lady Lysa's reinforcements..."

Petyr first answered Caitlin casually, and then said with concern: "You look very bad, you need to rest."

Petyr stared at Kate, who was in his heart, her eyes were like the blue sea water, and she became more beautiful, elegant and even more charming.

Petyr's hand slowly reached towards Catelyn's cheek. She frowned and took a step back. His hand stopped in mid-air and trembled slightly unnoticeably.