The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Stannis Baratheon: "..."

After a moment of silence, he said, "I told Jon Arryn of my suspicions."

Renly Baratheon asked doubtfully: "Stannis, since you have this suspicion, why don't you tell Robert directly?"

Stannis's jaw twitched a few times and he said: "Compared to my biological brother, I believe Robert will be more inclined to listen to Jon Arryn's opinion because he respects his Prime Minister... I don't want to be Robert Bo mistakenly believed that my purpose was to put myself first in the line of succession to the Iron Throne."

King Renly spread his hands and said: "So...my brother, what a pity. The old Duke has passed away and we have no evidence at all. Who will believe what you say?"

He added: "So what if you can produce evidence? In the end, nothing will change. Stannis, the fact is that I have much more troops than you."

He raised his chin slightly and continued: "As a blood relative of yours, I hope you can seriously consider my suggestion, my brother!"

King Stannis gritted his teeth and said: "Renly, now that I am here, do you think I will be afraid of your threat?"

King Renly smiled and shook his head: "Stannis, I didn't threaten you."

Then, his tone changed and he said seriously: "If I want to threaten you, I will say it outright."

King Renly's blue eyes looked at Stannis, who had a tense face, and said: "To be honest... Stannis, I have never liked you, but you are my blood brother after all. I don’t want to hurt you at all.”

He pointed at the majestic castle in the distance, and continued: "If you want to get Storm's End, take it... Power is a gift between blood brothers. Just like Robert gave it to me, now I give it to me. You, my brother Stannis."

Renly's seemingly generous words made King Stannis even more angry: "It's not your turn to give it to me. According to the law, Storm's End belongs to me!"

King Renly sighed, turned slightly, looked at Randyll Tarly with a serious face, and said helplessly: "My Earl, what should I do with this old man? He rejected me ruthlessly. His kindness... As my blood brother, he even refused to come to my wedding..."

King Stannis's voice contained sarcasm: "Renly, I am not blind. You and I both know very well that your wedding is just a clumsy farce... You think I don't know about you and your things?" Did those stupid minions plan to turn that girl into another cousin of Robert’s?!”

"I once wanted that girl to be Robert's new queen..."

King Renly shrugged and continued: "But what does it matter? In the end, the boar took Robert away, and I took away Margaery Tyrell."

He had a joyful smile all over his face: "Little Rose was still a virgin when she married me. You should be happy for me, my brother."

King Stannis snorted coldly. He looked at his brother with disgust in his eyes: "My brother, I think she would rather choose Robert's fate now than sleep with you."

After hearing Stannis's taunt, King Renly's smile froze for a moment: "What a pity... I thought she could give birth to a fat boy for me this year."

His smile became more cheerful, and he continued: "Stannis, how many sons do you have? If I remember correctly...it seems that there are none."

King Renly sighed again: "I actually quite understand you. If my wife is as ugly as your wife, it would be great to have a daughter."

He seemed to suddenly remember something, and said again: "Stannis, I recently heard that your daughter is not your son? She is actually Axel Florent (Chapter 186)..."

King Stannis interrupted angrily: "Enough! I will never allow anyone to insult me ​​in person, not anyone! Do you hear me clearly?!"

He roared: "I will never allow it!"

With a bang, King Stannis whipped out his sword. The blade of the sword in his hand shone with a strange light, sometimes red, sometimes yellow, and sometimes turning into a blazing white light.

bass! Lord Randyll drew the Valyrian steel sword of House Tarly - Heartbreak.

He warned: "Stannis, put your sword down!"

The shining sword in King Stannis's hand pointed at his younger brother and said: "I don't want to stain the blade of the Lightbringer with the blood of my blood brothers and feet. For the sake of the mother who nurtured us together, tonight I will give him This is your last chance to reflect on your mistakes!"

His eyes flashed coldly: "Renly, surrender to me before dawn, and I will make you Duke of Storm's End and retain your seat on the council. Even before my son is born, I will still Designate you as my heir...If you don’t do it, don’t blame me for dealing with you according to the laws of the kingdom!”

King Renly was stunned at first, then laughed and said: "Stannis, your luminous sword is so beautiful, I envy you... However, I wonder if the light of this thing affects your eyesight? "

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the camp of Stannis's army and said: "My brother, have you seen those flags? Do you really think that a few poles wrapped in wool can make you claim the king? "

He suppressed the smile on his face: "The lords of the Stormlands all support my claim to be king. The lords of the Reach... including your wife's family, all support my claim to be king! The knights from the entire south follow suit. I am here, and this is only a small part of the army under my command... My infantry is still behind, a hundred thousand soldiers with swords and spears."

There was contempt in his voice: "You said you want to deal with me according to the laws of the kingdom? Why, based on your prayers? Or based on your chaotic group of thousands of soldiers? I can guarantee that as soon as the war starts, they will At least half of them are going to run towards me."

His eyes were a little suspicious: "I heard that your cavalry is less than four hundred. Don't you know that your free riders wearing leather armor are completely vulnerable to the impact of heavy armor and spears?"

Finally, King Renly said coldly: "Stannis, I don't care how experienced or invincible you think you are, but... the facts are right in front of you. As soon as my forwards attack, your men The rabble must all be destroyed!"

King Stannis said with sharp eyes: "We will see, my brother."

He sheathed his sword and said, "We'll wait and see at dawn."

King Renly shrugged and said, "May your new god bless you, my brother."

Stannis snorted coldly, his expression full of contempt. He pulled off the reins, turned the horse's head and drove away.

"Remember your sins, Lord Renly Baratheon."

After saying that, the red-robed female flag-bearer stared at Renly who looked at her with interest for a while, then rode off in the direction Stannis left.

King Renly spread his hands and said, "I am such a kind king."

Pulling the reins, turning the horse around, he looked at Earl Landau on the side and said with a smile: "The luminous sword in my brother's hand looks quite interesting?"

Earl Landau said: "Your Majesty, that is just a trick to scare people."

King Renly laughed at Lord Randyll's answer.

After laughing, he murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "If Loras is still here, once the battle is over, he will definitely give it to me as a gift..."

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Back at the camp, King Renly ordered loudly and vigorously: "Tomorrow, I ask you to put on your armor, grab your weapons, and mount your horses when the first ray of morning light appears."

"Tomorrow will be a morning Stannis will never forget."

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Stannis's king's camp at night.

A map of Storm's End was spread on the long table. King Stannis stared at it motionless, his brows knitted into a knot.

Melisandre, dressed in red robes, entered the tent and came to King Stannis's side with light steps.

Melisandre bowed lightly and said: "My king, in the holy fire, I foresaw the destruction of the conspirator - Renly Baratheon."

King Stannis's brow gradually relaxed, and he turned his head to look at the red robe priestess.

Melisandre's red eyes seemed to be burning as she chanted: "Green tents... candles... screaming women... bleeding..."

King Stannis' eyes narrowed slightly and he was silent for a while. He slowly said, "What should I do?"

Melisandre showed a charming smile, and not long after... her silk robe fell on the blanket on the ground.

The firelight in the tent swayed, and Melisandre's body seemed to be glowing with white light. She moved with her bare feet and stood in front of King Stannis. Behind her was a long table covered with maps.

Melisandre stretched out a hand, her fingertips lightly brushed King Stannis's chest, and said softly: "It's simple, my king."

After saying that, she faced King Stannis and sat down on the long table lightly.

"I need the power of the reincarnation of Azor Ahai."

Melisandre slowly opened her round and slender breasts and said: "What are you waiting for, my king."

King Stannis's breathing became heavier, and the white fingers of the priestess explored his waist.

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Seven seconds later, a long moan sounded in the tent.

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Melisandre touched Stannis's withered cheek tenderly and whispered: "My king, I need you to prepare a guide for me who can row the boat."

King Stannis suddenly felt an inexplicable dizziness. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He closed his eyelids and nodded slightly.

Melisandre bent down and picked up the red robe on the carpet, then bowed and left.

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Not long after the priestess left, Davos Seaworth hurried into King Stannis's camp.

When the Onion Knight saw King Stannis, his heart skipped a beat... One dinner time... His "god" seemed to have aged all of a sudden!

In other words... Stannis looked like a corpse with his eyes closed at this time.

Davos's face was full of worry, and he saluted carefully: "King Stannis, you call me."

After waiting silently for a while, King Stannis opened his eyes. His gaze was as sharp as an unsheathed sword, which made Davos relax a little.

King Stannis's emotionless voice sounded: "During the day's negotiations, Renly wanted to give me a peach. He laughed at me, provoked me, threatened me, and finally wanted to give me a peach... I thought he was going to pull it out. sword, so I almost pulled out my own sword. Is this his intention, to let me show fear in front of him? Or... is this another boring joke of his? Or... actually there is a deeper meaning? "

After a pause, his teeth chattered: "Renly! Only Renly can make me so upset with a piece of fruit. I will never forget that peach until the day I go to the grave."

Stannis' sharp gaze moved to the Onion Knight: "Davos, I love my brother very much, but he is a treasoner and he must be destroyed."

Davos felt a chill rising from the back of his neck: "King Stannis, do you want to...I don't quite understand what you mean..."

For some reason, he suddenly thought of assassination... Davos instinctively reached for the leather bag around his neck, and he touched the phalanges inside, his lucky charm.

King Stannis's cold voice sounded: "Onion Knight, do you still keep them? Do you still read them?"

"No." Davos shook his head in denial.

King Stannis' eyes were filled with scrutiny: "Then why keep it? I've always been surprised."

Davos replied respectfully: "King Stannis, because they remind me who I am, where I come from, and your impartiality."

Stannis nodded slightly: "You are both a hero and a smuggler. Good deeds cannot offset evil deeds, and evil deeds cannot cover up good deeds. Each action has its own retribution. This is the justice of the law."

He added: "Renly is usurping the throne. This is an unforgivable evil. For the sake of justice, he must be destroyed."

Davos was hesitating how to speak, but King Stannis's voice sounded again. He seemed to have seen what the Onion Knight was thinking.

"Davos, you don't need to understand, you just need to follow my orders."

Davos licked his lips, caressed his chest and said, "King Stannis, I am your loyal servant. What is your mission?"

King Stannis said: "It's just something you are familiar with. I want you to use a small boat to send Melisandre to where she wants to go, but this must be kept absolutely confidential and no one can know... It can be done. ?"

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In the dark night, Davos drove a black-sailed boat across the ocean in Shipbreaker Bay. His "passenger" was Melisandre, who was curled up on the horizontal board and covered from head to toe in a dark red cloak.

The sound of running water hitting the hull of the boat was as constant as ever, and the Onion Knight's eyes trembled slightly... Sixteen years ago, he brought onions, bringing life... Sixteen years later, he brought the red-robed priestess of Asshai, and he It seems to bring death.