The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The old bachelor of the Gate of the Moon raised his chin and paused. Just as he was about to speak, Green waved his hand impatiently and said, "Come here, send him to see the stranger."

Two blue robes roughly lifted the old bachelor up. He sighed softly and said, "Find a sharp axe. Don't make him suffer too much."

Green's last act of kindness seemed to bring the old bachelor back to his senses from the sudden turn of events, and also touched his heart.

The old bachelor who was dragged away by the blue robe shouted: "Wait, wait, Lord Kleb, I am willing to be loyal to you, I swear to the gods in heaven!"

When the two blue robes were about to drag the bachelor of the Gates of the Moon to the door, Green made a gesture and said: "Bring him back."

In a short period of time, the emotional ups and downs were too great, coupled with the desperate struggle, the old bachelor collapsed on the ground and panted.

"I don't know your name yet." The old maester, who was almost lying on the ground, heard Green's voice.

He stood up tremblingly and replied: "Ellin, I am Ellin, the maester of the Gates of the Moon."

Green tapped his chin, and then he ordered the waiter on the side to help Bachelor Erlin sit down on the chair in front of his desk.

With a splash, Green picked up the silver jug ​​and poured two glasses of wine. After Erlin sat down, he pushed one of the glasses in front of the old bachelor.

He waved away the other people in the room and said: "Maester Erlin, the Kleb family is here for the right to rule the valley."

With a thud, Erling almost slipped off his chair out of fear... What did he say? No, it doesn't matter, he didn't hear it, he didn't hear anything!

The benevolent Lord Green continued: "All the gods in the sky bear witness, but fortunately you are here, the loyal Maester Erlin."

Maester Erlin was shaking violently, and the wine glass in his hand was swaying like a small boat about to capsize, swaying in the turbulent waves.

"Am i right?"

Green's voice sounded as gentle as the summer sun, but Maester Erlin felt the cold wind of winter. His breathing was rapid and panicked, like a rabbit being chased by a hunter. He had nowhere to escape.

Maester Erlyn, who is in his sixties and has a gray goatee, has served House Arryn as Maester of the Gates of the Moon for nearly forty years.

Lord Greene had a smile on his face and was very patient. He gave Maester Erlin plenty of "recovery" time.

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Maesters, like the Night's Watch on the Wall, are considered servants of Westeros. After completing their studies, a maester is sent to a castle or other residence, where he serves as a mentor, healer, and advisor loyal to his master.

According to maester tradition, any maester is theoretically apolitical, and if control of a dwelling changes, the maester is expected to pledge allegiance to the new master. For this reason, the person who wins the Maester's Necklace is stripped of his surname, and from then on is addressed only by his first name and title.

But... some bachelors still retain or insist on the original surrender relationship.

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Maester Erlin was not sure how much time had passed. When he finally regained his normal breathing, Green's voice sounded: "Have you thought about it? Loyal Maester Erlin."

Swallowing the little saliva in his mouth, Bachelor Erlin trembled his lips and said: "My lord, according to the "True History (an account of the history of Westeros)", the Arryn family has ruled the Arryn Valley for thousands of years. The ruling power of the Lin family has been deeply ingrained into the people of the valley."

"Valley people..."

Green tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, paused, and said, "The people of the valley you are referring to are the knights of the valley, or the people of the valley."

Bachelor Erlin was startled and thought for a moment. He licked his interfering lips and said, "My lord, no one cares about the voices of the people in the valley. They only know how to serve their respective lords. The vassals of the Arlin family are the big and small vassals." Their true master.”

Green chuckled and said, "Unfortunately, the man they call the Bloody Earl has caused the Aylin family to lose most of its loyal vassals."

After speaking, Green raised his glass and Bachelor Erlin quickly nodded in thanks.

Then, goo dong goo dong... He drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and his pale face turned a little red.

He stroked his beard and said slowly: "Please forgive my offence. The name of the Bloody Earl resounds throughout the valley. The remaining vassals and heirs of the vassals of the Aylin family... they will close the gate and stick to the steep walls of the valley. Clanhold until you are forced to evacuate the Vale of Arryn."

Green took a sip of summer red and said, "I like your advice. It's very pertinent, Erlin."

His brown eyes moved slightly: "When Kleb arrived at the Gates of the Moon, you sent out several messenger crows asking for help."

Bachelor Erlin opened his mouth and said frankly: "I only had time to send out three letters for help. The letter crows are not safe. They all flew to the Heart City of the Corbray family. I didn't expect Lady Lysa's sworn knight The gates of the Gates of the Moon were opened so quickly...I had no choice but to stop holding the quill in my hand."

Green said: "If there are only a few soldiers here, will they leave the castle and raise troops to save the little duke of the Eagle's Nest City?"

"this……"

"Maester Erling, you know them better than I do. I need your wisdom. This is your duty. Also, don't test my patience."

Erlin's body trembled, he swallowed his saliva, and said: "During the last war, the proud knights of the Valley have lost their sense of honor. They will value the continuation of their family more... I think they will find a suitable excuse. , stick to your clan fortress."

Green held out two fingers and said: "What if Lysa Tully's marriage is included? For example, the Lady of the Eagle's Nest will marry the first vassal to arrive at the Gates of the Moon."

He added another finger to his outstretched finger: "For example, choose one of the vassals of the Arryn family who support the Eyrie to become Robert Arryn's adoptive father. Before the young duke comes of age, that person will be the guardian of the canyon. and the duties of the Governor of the Valley.”

His fingers stretched out: "Also, the marriage of the young duke. Also, the land, title and golden dragon."

His palms turned into fists: "Are these things... enough to reawaken the honor of the knights of the valley, Maester Erlin?"

Maester Erlin nodded blankly.

There seemed to be some irresistible temptation in Green's voice: "I heard that you have served the Valley for nearly forty years. So, I can think... do you know the character of those people very well? Or... those You know what the family desires most, right?"

Bachelor Erlin's bachelor's necklace jingled softly. He nodded slowly at first, and then said tremblingly: "Those people... what will be their ending? Ge... Master Green, he... they are already in the last valley. A knight."

Green glanced at the bachelor's necklace on Maester Erling's body. One of the necklaces was a red copper link, which represented knowledge in the field of history.

"Three hundred years ago, Aegon the Conqueror changed thousands of years of traditions and inheritance of the Seven Kingdoms. Your quill is about to rewrite the history of the Vale, and I will leave the new historical account of the Vale to you, Maester Erling ."

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"Kate, the Kleb family is called a semi-savage noble. You are taking a risk."

"I am used to the rudeness of the First Men at Winterfell, and I trust Ned that he would never like a child of bad character. Petyr, I wish you would call me Lady Stark, or It's Lady Catelyn."

"Well, I always knew that no one could change your decision, Lady Catelyn."

"Petyr, I decided to accompany you there for the sake of Lysa and Little Robert. I don't want you to have any other misunderstandings. At least I haven't thought about forgiving your crime."

"What a superfluous explanation...but I have to admit...I still feel sad, Caitlin."

"Please call me Lady Catelyn, or Lady Stark."

"Okay, okay...are you...bringing the dagger again? Lady Catelyn?"

"It at least gives me peace of mind. It's Ned's thing."

"Don't worry, even if I die, I will keep you safe, madam."

"Are they going to search you? They can't mistakenly think that a weak woman will start a fight with a dagger."

"You were never a delicate flower, Lady Catelyn."

"If necessary, I will take the initiative to explain, Petyr."

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Click...click...dong...

After a while of shaking, the gondola lowered from the Eyrie arrived at the Gates of the Moon, and Petyr helped Catelyn out.

Caitlin's face was very pale: "I really hope this is the last time I build a basket, God bless."

After a moment of relief, she immediately left Petyr's arm: "Thank you, no need."

Petyr raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Madam, please don't be polite."

After speaking, he glanced at the dense blue robes around him and said loudly: "We are the envoys of the Eagle's Nest City. I am Petyr Baelish. In the name of Duke Robert Arryn, I Requesting an interview with Lord Greene Kleb."

Petyr and Catelyn waited for a while, and the blue robes surrounding them made way for them.

"In the name of King Joffrey, Lord Green has granted your request. Please come with me."

Petyr bowed gracefully towards the little silver-haired herald and said, "Thank you, Miss Knight."

"Hey, Mr. Mustache, I'm not a knight yet."

Petyr shrugged and took the lead, while Lady Catelyn tightened her cloak and followed him.

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Beauty... in her thirties... blue eyes... auburn hair...

In the main hall of the Gate of the Moon, Lord Greene retracted his thoughts when he saw Petyr and others appearing. He stood up from the stone chair and walked down the steps.

Green showed a smile and said as he walked: "Lord Petyr, it's a pleasure to see you again. It's really a joy."

When the two approached, Petyr, who was standing still, was about to take the initiative to salute, but was interrupted by a hug from Green.

The two bodies separated, Petyr's smile was a little bitter: "Earl Green, I am also very happy to see you."

Green said with a smile: "The valley is a nice place."

Petyr's eyes moved slightly, this was a private transaction between the two of them (Chapter 147, 159).

He changed the subject without leaving any trace: "Earl Green, your reputation has spread throughout the seven countries. On behalf of Duke Arryn..."

Green raised his hand and directly interrupted Petyr's next words. He said: "Lord Petyr, King Joffrey is not a warlike king. You should know why he sent troops to the Arryn Valley. He is a kind king, but before negotiations can begin, I need to see the Duke of the Eyrie’s sincerity.”

Merciful Joffrey... Petyr's eyes twitched slightly.

He bowed his lower body gracefully and said: "Of course, please believe in the sincerity of the Duke of the Eagle's Nest City. We will do our best for the peace of the kingdom."

Green nodded slightly and said: "The Blood Gate is the sincerity of the Duke of the Eagle's Nest City. If you are interested in peace talks, as a sign of sincerity in the peace talks, you must first hand over the Blood Gate to King Joffrey for 'keeping'."

Petyr seemed to be sighing: "Earl Green, your sword is still as sharp as before."

Green's slender fingers tapped the ruby ​​hilt of his sword "Lady Silence" and said: "Lord Petyr, please forgive me for being presumptuous. This is a prerequisite for peace talks."

The two looked at each other motionless for a while, and Petyr shrugged: "We understand each other, and you and I are indeed good friends."

He sighed deeply, took out a rolled parchment, handed it to Green, and said: "This is a personal letter from the Duke of the Eagle's Nest City. Please give it to the Knight of the Blood Gate. He will open the iron gate of the Blood Gate." Door."

Green unfolded the parchment and after reading it, his eyebrows were raised slightly, his little finger was so smart.

He rerolled the parchment, looked sideways at Reina who was standing aside, and said: "Rena, I leave this matter to you, set off immediately."

After speaking, he threw the parchment to Reina.

Reina took it and said loudly: "As you command, Lord Green."

After Reina trotted away, Petyr seemed to have come back to his senses. He paused and said, "Earl Green, it seems that you will soon be able to see the sincerity of the Eyrie City."

Green smiled, turned sideways, stretched out one hand in the direction of the long table, and said: "There is no bread and salt, but I have prepared wine, please, Lord Petyr, and..."

Green seemed to have happened to see Caitlin's face under the hood, and he said in surprise: "Miss Sansa? How did you..."

He quickly shook his head: "You are not Sansa...I'm sorry..."

After Caitlin saw Green, she had been secretly observing him. She could clearly see his expression when he mistook her for Sansa, warm and happy.

It seemed that Petyr Baelish had not deceived her about this.

Caitlin lifted the hood of the cloak with confidence, looked at Greene with a pair of blue eyes, and said: "Earl Kleb, I am Sansa's mother."

Green was stunned, and he was pleasantly surprised: "I really didn't expect to meet you here. I didn't mean to offend you, dear Mrs. Stark."

Petyr took a step back to make room for the two of them, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.

Lady Catelyn approached Green, stared at him, and said, "I am Catelyn of the Tully family, and Lord Ned is my husband."

Green stroked his chest and said, "It's an honor to meet you, madam."

Lady Catelyn added: "Lord Crabb, I heard about the friendship between the Stark family and the Crabb family."

Green's eyes trembled. He met Caitlin's gaze and solemnly said: "Madam, Kleb will never forget."

Caitlin smiled softly and nodded slightly.

Then, her finger suddenly pointed at Petyr who was standing aside, and said: "This man, my father's adopted son, he pushed my sister down the moon door with his own hands. He is the murderer of Lysa Tully. ! Count Kleb, I beg you, let the guards arrest him."

Green didn't hesitate at all. He made a gesture, and two blue robes immediately strode over, and Petyr was held firmly.

Caitlin walked up to Petyr, and he said in shock and disbelief: "Kate..."

"I'm not an innocent little girl!"

In a flash of cold light, the dagger in Lady Catelyn's hand slashed across Petyr's neck, and warm blood suddenly gurgled.