The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Tyrion shook his head silently. Seeing his sad expression, Edmure said again: "Is it because of the negotiation? It doesn't matter. Don't pay attention to me. I'm just upset when I see the Frey family's weasel faces. I have the patience to wait." , as you said, the fruits take time to brew.”

Tyrion forced a smile and said: "Thank you, I know, this is a good thing. To be honest, I also look forward to Lannister and Tully becoming a family as soon as possible, Edmure."

His smile turned bitter: "I did it because you just mentioned the wedding that everyone can attend, which reminded me of James..."

Tyrion sighed again, and Edmure was confused: "Ser Jaime is Robb's prisoner, I..."

Tyrion noticed the vigilance flashing in Edmure's eyes, and he quickly interrupted: "No, Edmure, I will not make such an excessive request."

He smiled like a traitor: "James has been chained to the wall for a long time. He has been punished. Taking advantage of the excitement of King Stark's wedding, unlock him and at least make him feel more comfortable in the cell. OK?"

He grinned: "If I can share some of the wine and food at the wedding, Lannister will always remember Lord Edmure's kindness and generosity."

That's okay... Edmure pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, and said, "I can arrange this."

Seeing that Edmure agreed, Tyrion picked up the jug and poured wine like a cupbearer. His face was full of gratitude: "Edmure, my sister Cersei has been grateful for your kindness all her life. My poor My sister has finally found a truly good husband, thanks to the Seven Gods for his blessing."

Hearing the compliment, Edmure straightened his back unconsciously. Although Tyrion was a dwarf, he was the second son of Duke Tywin after all, and he had also been the Queen's Prime Minister... He was in a good mood.

Tyrion's smile was very flattering: "My future brother-in-law, let James have a good sleep tonight..."

Late at night, Riverrun Castle.

Brynden Tully stopped his nephew who had just returned. He frowned and said, "Edmure, tomorrow is King Robb's wedding. As his uncle, you should rest early."

Edmure's drunken blue eyes seemed to be asking: Why haven't you rested yet...

Ser Brynden sighed secretly, and said patiently: "Edmure, I am getting old. Everyone would rather see King Robb standing next to an energetic heir to Riverrun and the king's uncle."

Edmure scratched his hair and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of Robb."

Ser Brynden nodded, and before Edmure entered the room, he reminded again: "Before the negotiation ends, stay away from the Lannister messenger, Edmure."

Edmure paused in his steps and said drunkenly: "Okay, I will, uncle."

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In the dormitory, Jenny Westerling stood up and said, "Mother?"

Xibel Spicer looks slightly older. She and her daughter both have curly chestnut hair and brown eyes. Her manners are dignified and elegant.

Mrs. Xibel stepped forward and gently held Jenny's hand, saying: "Let me see you...you seem to be uneasy?"

Jenny was silent for a while and whispered: "I want to try my best to take good care of Robb, but... I feel like I can't help him. I don't know what to do."

Patting the back of Jenny's hand, Mrs. Xibel said gently: "My good daughter, let's sit down and talk to me about what happened."

The two of them sat down on the bench in the room. Seeing that Jenny was silent again, Mrs. Xibel comforted her: "Jenny, don't be sad alone. I am your mother. Even if I can't help you, at least I can help you." It will make you feel better if you come out."

Jenny shook her head slightly: "I just don't know what to say, mother."

After a pause, she said slowly: "Robb... he didn't eat very much until today after he executed Earl Karstark that day. Today, my name is Loram (Jenny's younger brother, Robb's The attendant) brought a sumptuous dinner of roasted boar ribs, onions and his favorite ale, but he didn't move much. Every night, he sat in front of the map and looked at it silently. I asked him what he was looking for. , he didn’t say anything either, I don’t think he heard me at all.”

The corners of her eyes were red: "Robb is lonely and angry. He is so pitiful. I want to be his good wife, but I don't know what to do. I don't know how to encourage him and cheer him up. I don't know what he needs..."

Jenny held Mrs. Xibel's hand that was stained by time tightly and said, "Mother, please teach me what to do."

Lady Xibel gently wiped the corner of Jenny's eyes with her thumb, and said warmly: "Jenny, when you decided to marry King Robb, I told you that you are more than just a wife. Tomorrow will be your marriage with the king. Wedding, you are marrying the king of the kingdom.

What I can tell you is that you have to learn to be patient and understand your king. Sometimes doing nothing, silent companionship is also a kind of support. He loves you and needs you and I am sure your King will return to you soon. "

Jenny nodded slightly, and Mrs. Xibel rubbed her little face, and said: "My daughter, the king must have an heir. This is the responsibility and obligation of the queen. This is what King Robb needs your help most. thing."

Jenny said shyly: "Robb also understands his responsibility. Except for those days after the execution, we...we try every day, sometimes two or three times a day. Every night, I pray to the Holy Mother, I believe that soon She will be pregnant with Robb's heir."

Mrs. Xibel looked at her daughter with a blush on her cheeks, paused, and said: "As usual, I will prepare a drink for you every morning. That is what my grandmother taught me. It uses herbs, milk and Made with ale, it will help you get pregnant as quickly as possible.”

Janey's mother gave birth to four children for her father. She hugged Mrs. Xibel with emotion and gratitude.

Mrs. Xibeier's hand froze slightly and said: "Every night, I will pray to the gods for you, my good daughter."

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The next day, Robb and Jeyne's wedding was grand and grand.

In the church of Riverrun, the bishop of the Riverlands personally presided over the wedding. Robb and Jeyne were standing in front of the tall statues of the Heavenly Father and the Virgin.

Jeyne Westerling wore a blue dress that represented purity and loyalty, and the color of her cloak was the sandy gold of the Westerling family; Robb Stark wore a black slim robe, and his cloak was the color of history. Tucker family silver gray.

Under the witness of the gods, Robb and Jeyne swore sevenfold marriage vows, received seven levels of blessings, and exchanged seven promises.

Then, in keeping with tradition, the Bishop of the Riverlands asked those watching if anyone had any doubts about the wedding.

At this time, many people secretly looked in the direction of the Frey family. Black Wald, who was standing at the front, just grinned, revealing a pair of jagged yellow teeth.

No one came forward to question or challenge, the hymn of the Seven Gods sung, and it was time to change the cloak.

After putting on each other's cloaks, King Robb solemnly put the queen's crown on Jeyne. Amidst various blessings, he lowered his head and kissed his queen deeply.

The Bishop of the Riverlands solemnly announced: "From now on, King Robb Stark and Queen Jeyne Westerling will be one body, one mind, and one soul. May the gods bless them."

As soon as his words fell, there was a wave of cheers.

After the wedding ceremony ended, Brynden Tully, Great Jon and Jeyne's brother, Ser Leonard, led the way with more than twenty Stark gray robes and led the procession out of the sept.

King Robb and Queen Jeyne followed, and the queen's youngest brother, Loram, carried a basket and scattered flower petals for them.

Next came Edmure Tully and Jeyne's father, Gavin Westerling, followed closely by Elenia Westerling, the youngest sister of Lady Sybel, Jeyne.

Then there are the vassals of the North and the Riverlands, led by Lord Roose Bolton and Black Walder.

Finally, there is Tyrion and others who have been "shrinking" in a corner.

After walking out of the sept, Tyrion took a deep breath of fresh air, limped around on his short legs, and said, "Bronn, before attending the wedding banquet, I want to take a quick pee."

Finding a slightly hidden place, Tyrion glanced at the little squire who stood silently behind him, and said in a complaining tone: "Pod, Podrick Payne, if you want to pee, stay away from me. .”

Although Podrick was confused by Tyrion's strange order, he walked to another place obediently.

Seeing this, Bronn grinned: "Sir, Pod is very innocent. He must not understand why you are staying away from him at this time."

"Sooner or later he will understand...well, I plan to help him...don't look at me like that, I am only responsible for paying! I will help him understand what is the pleasure of a man's bed...the bed..."

After shaking, Tyrion straightened his clothes and muttered: "The little running wolf is sweeping across the West. He can win on the battlefield, but he may lose the war on his bed."

Bronn glanced around sharply and lowered his voice: "Master Tyrion, this is a wolf's den."

Tyrion shrugged and said, "I'm a little disappointed. Little Running Wolf's bride is not as stunningly beautiful as I imagined. If Cersei knew this, she would definitely be even more proud."

Bronn asked doubtfully: "Queen Cersei still cares about such a thing?"

Tyrion grinned: "Cersei cares about people who are prettier than her, and I discovered it accidentally. I also wanted to use the beauty of the little Lady Runwolf to get my good sister to leave Megta on her own initiative... Sigh..."

Bronn looked at Tyrion who was sighing and couldn't help but sigh: "My lord, the Lannisters are indeed a family that loves each other."

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Dusk was still an hour away, but the main hall of Riverrun was already brightly lit, and the torches on every ledge were lit. The guests who had arrived stood behind the long table. The lords and ladies who were entering were notified of their names and titles by the herald, and then were sent to the seats arranged in advance by the waiters. The hall was lined with musicians, including drummers, flutists, and fiddlers, and others playing horns, harps, and leather bagpipes.

When King Robb and Queen Jeyne appeared, the maids scattered countless brightly colored petals.

After everyone was seated, the bishop of Hejian led the people in the hall to pray.

After the prayer was recited, King Robb announced: "Pour out the wine!"

After hearing the words fall, the waiters and maids started busy filling the wine glasses in front of the guests.

King Robb smiled, raised his cup, and said loudly: "To my wife, Queen Jeyne!"

"Long live Queen Jeyne!" Greatjon took the lead and shouted in response.

"Your Highness the Queen!"

"Long live Queen Jane! Long live Queen Jane! Long live Queen Jane!"

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!" Under the influence of the northern vassals, the hall shouted the characteristic war cry of the ancestors.

Hundreds of wine glasses clinked at the same time, announcing that the wedding banquet of King Robb and Queen Jeyne had officially begun.

The musicians played the sweet "My Beloved Wife", and King Robb and Queen Jeyne looked at each other and smiled.

In the extremely lively atmosphere, one cup after another, the night shrouded the high window.

The Great Jon and other northern vassals came to the king and queen's table with wine glasses. The Great Jon was already red in the face from drinking. He said loudly: "King Robb, please don't worry. I guarantee that the queen will be in your bed." Not a single strip of cloth.”

The bridal chamber is a custom in Westeros that occurs after a wedding and a wedding feast. The guests will carry the bride and groom to the bed. Along the way, the men will lift the bride and gradually remove her clothes, while the women will do the same to the groom. They threw the two undressed groom and bride onto the bed before leaving the room. Afterwards, they would stand outside the bridal chamber and shout some advice about the wedding night through the door.

As if mobilizing before the war, Great Jon turned around and raised his wine glass: "Long live Queen Jeyne!"

"Ho! Roar! Roar!" All the men responded in unison.

Daisy Mormont, the heir to the Countess of Bear Island, shouted to Queen Jeyne: "Your Highness, we guarantee that you will see a naked king in bed!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and King Robb looked at the shy queen with a smile on his face.

From morning till now, the smile on the face of the always calm King Robb has almost never stopped. He "warned" these rude ancestors nobles: "If you scare away my beautiful bride, I will not forgive you."

Robb Stark's joke was boring, but it was rare enough to make everyone laugh.

Black Walder roughly squeezed through the crowd standing around the king's table and came to the front. He grinned at Queen Jeyne sitting opposite.

"Queen Jeyne, the people of the Riverlands are not as rude as the people of the North."

While speaking, he stared at the neck of Queen Jenny, his eyes showing a lewd light, and he also rubbed his hands.

Robb's blue eyes flashed with a cold look, and at the same time... there was a sudden silence around him.

"His!" Great Jon punched Black Walder in the head.

Black Walder screamed in pain and hit the table in front of the king and queen, causing a mess of cups and plates.

Great Jon, who was about to step forward, was held firmly by the people around him; Black Walder was reluctantly supported by other Walders, and his face was covered with blood at this time.

At this time, Edmure pushed through the crowd and came to the front. Behind him was Ser Brynden.

Edmure was very angry: "Black Walder! Don't force me to punish you!"

Blood flowed from Black Walder's forehead, cheeks and corners of his mouth. He wiped it casually with his big hand, slowly showed a strange smile, and said: "I drank too much because I was too happy. Please forgive me. The title of king."

Edmure's fists tightened, and then... he looked at King Robb who was sitting upright.

Seeing Edmure's gaze shift, King Robb said nothing, but nodded his chin slightly.

Edmure was happy that Robb had left the reins in his own hands, and he felt that his nephew was trusting him more and more.

He looked at the other Walders who were supporting Black Walder, and said thoughtfully: "He is drunk, you should keep an eye on him."

Edmure wanted to expel Black Walder from the wedding banquet, but after thinking about it, he gave up the plan. He didn't want to cause any real unpleasantness in his nephew's wedding.

The maids heard Edmure's instructions and quickly cleared the king's table.

The musicians started playing again, and the atmosphere in the hall soon soothed.

Edmure, the heir of Riverrun, signaled the waiter to pour the wine, and then... he raised the wine glass high-spiritedly and said in a loud voice: "For the health of the king and queen!"

People around raised their glasses: "For the health of the king and queen!!"

The people around the table dispersed, leaving only Edmure and Ser Brynden.

"Good work, uncle."

Robb gently held one of Jenny's hands and continued: "There is no better wedding than this. Thank you for everything you have done for me."

Queen Jeyne also expressed her sincere gratitude, while Ser Brynden looked pleased.

Edmure was not only excited but also seemed a little shy when faced with the sudden flood of compliments.

Unable to restrain the upward curling of the corners of his mouth, Edmure casually grabbed a small piece of meat from the table and put it into his mouth in order to maintain his humble image.

After chewing a few times, Edmure swallowed the food, took another sip of wine, and said, "Robb, we are a family. I will always...cough!"

With a bang, the cup in his hand suddenly fell, and dark red wine flowed on the stone slabs on the ground.

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Edmure's face turned redder and redder. He stretched out his hands to scratch at his throat, his nails digging bloody marks on the skin, but the muscles underneath were as hard as stone.

"Cough...cough...cough..." The whites of Edmure's eyes protruded. He seemed to want to speak, but he could only make a rough voice.

"uncle!"

"Edmure!"

"..." Lying in Sir Blackfish's arms, Edmure's pupils gradually expanded.

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