The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The only sound in the tent was the occasional crackling sound from the brazier.

Reading the letter, King Robb's expression was like the sky before a thunderstorm, dark and depressing.

When Robb's deep eyes left the letter and moved to himself, Lady Xibel couldn't help but clench her fingers.

After a pause, Robb said hoarsely: "Madam, thank you for your help. This is very important to me."

Mrs. Xibel's eyes were slightly red: "I have been worried... If I take it out at this time... it will be misunderstood... I am so happy to be able to help you, Your Majesty."

She stepped forward and stretched out her hands to grab one of Robb's hands: "I understand your difficulties, but please be wary of Old Frey. Everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knows that he is not a kind person. For the sake of Jenny, For the sake of my deep love for you, I must protect myself.”

Looking at the sad Lady Xibel, Robb slowly said: "I will remember it, Madam."

"She is still so young...so kind..."

Taking half a step back, Mrs. Xibel wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand: "I'm sorry, when I think of my poor daughter, I... please allow me to take leave, Your Majesty."

King Robb lowered his eyelids and nodded slightly: "As you please, Lady Xibel."

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Robb's army is encamped by the Blue Fork River, and Brynden Tully has just arrived outside the camp with a dozen guards.

Jumping off his horse, Duke Brynden suddenly stopped and stared at the raging river.

The people of the Tully family originate from the river, their power is destroyed, and they end up in the river.

That scene seems to have happened just yesterday...

His brother (Horst) and nephew (Edmure), the silent sisters of Riverrun dressed them in shining silver armor and helmets decorated with bronze and silver trout, blue and red striped cloaks spread out beneath them, Their coats were also rippled in blue and red... They both held a glazed wooden sword tightly on their chests, and they were lying in two slender wooden boats piled with hay, dry firewood and parchment.

Seven people escorted the funeral boat, representing the blessings of the seven gods.

The morning mist spread on the river, and the funeral boat of my brother and nephew was carried down the waterfront stairs, waded into the shallow water, and pushed the boat into the water.

The two funeral boats drifted past the arched red stone water gate, rode the rapids of the Tengshi River, and gradually accelerated towards the noisy river confluence.

Just like that time...when I saw my father off with my brother, the boat sailed steadily and faced the rising sun.

The silver trout flag was flying high on the bow of the boat. He nocked an arrow on his bow and fired two rockets in succession.

Red flowers bloom violently, burning sails dye the mist pink and orange, and the silhouettes of ships struggle and shrink in the dance of flying fire.

Perhaps Tully's funeral ship is still drifting, or perhaps it has broken apart and sunk.

In the end, the armor of the brother and nephew will bring their bodies to rest in the soft mud of the river bottom. In the underwater palace, Tully's family gathers for eternity, and all kinds of fish are their subjects.

The rolling roar of the Blue Fork River seemed like the roar of Edmure's dead soul, and a look of grief flashed across Lord Brynden's weathered face.

Exhaling slowly, he walked towards the camp gate.

The king's tent.

"Uncle and grandpa."

Duke Brynden opened the curtain and entered, and heard Robb's voice. He looked at it kindly, caressed his chest and said, "Your Majesty the King."

After looking at each other for a short while, Robb's lips parted slightly: "Thank you for everything you have done for me."

Duke Brynden reached out and patted his great-nephew's strong arm and said, "Old Walder is very cunning. This is only the first step, King Robb."

After sitting down, Robb handed over the letter brought by Lady Xibel.

After reading the letter, Duke Brynden frowned and thought for a while. He glanced at his grandnephew who also frowned and said, "King Robb, do you trust Lady Xibel?"

After hearing this, after a while of silence, Robb's deep blue eyes trembled, and his voice was hoarse: "Uncle, I plan to let Greatjon and Daisy see this letter."

He looked at Brynden and continued: "Mrs. Xibel is Jenny's mother. She is my family."

Family, responsibility, honor.

Duke Brynden suddenly felt the contradiction in the family motto for the first time, and then secretly shook his head. Maybe he had never been a qualified Tully.

Seeing Lord Brynden sitting there silently, Robb said again: "With this letter, our reasons are enough, uncle."

Duke Brynden looked at his grandnephew with blood-red eyes, opened his mouth and said, "Compared to the original plan, your current choice is too risky. My child, as your great-uncle, I must ensure your safety. "

"I'm not just here for the fire of my hatred..."

After a pause, Robb suddenly said painfully: "I'm not afraid of danger. I'm just afraid that although I win every battle, I can't win this war."

The Northern cavalry are brave and good at fighting, but they have been away from home for a long time and are trapped in the Riverlands with no support from the North. Their only hope is their belief in King Robb's victory.

At this moment, they couldn't even afford a... defeat.

Therefore, the Twin River City that "cut off" the North and the Riverlands... needs to be resolved as soon as possible. This is no longer a simple issue of hatred.

Moreover, after not seeing each other for a while, Robb had lost his patience. He could feel that... his grandnephew wanted to pay with blood.

The letter brought by Lady Xibel... made King Robb completely determined.

Brynden thought of his nephew who died in pain in his arms, his brother who died on the spot after hearing the bad news about his son, and his grandnephew's wife who was still laughing. They couldn't close their eyes.

Recalling the wedding at Riverrun, only the color of blood remained in his memory.

Sure enough, the fire of hatred will only get stronger and stronger... Now... Family, responsibility, honor... Duke Brynden thought to himself.

While his thoughts were still in confusion, Robb's voice sounded: "Uncle and grandpa, except for the one hundred northern soldiers I brought into Luanhe City, I will hand over the remaining troops to you. I hope you stay outside the city. , only in this way will the cunning Marquis Frey relax his vigilance."

Duke Brynden was slightly startled. He quickly understood Robb's intention. He moved his lips and said, "I hope we can stick to the original..."

Robb's voice trembled with suppressed emotion: "You know? When I close my eyes, all I can think of is the scene of Jenny dying tragically in front of me..."

He stretched out his hand and grasped his great uncle's wrinkled hand tightly: "It is also for my kingdom, I must do this."

Brynden's expression was painful: "Roselyn Frey, your future bride, she is different from old Frey, she is very kind."

Robb closed his eyes for a while and said: "Women and children should be tolerated. War or hatred has nothing to do with them. That lady... I will treat her well, and I will use my life... to do my best. Make it up to her."

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Walking out of the king's camp, Duke Brynden looked at the shouting and laughing northern soldiers. From time to time, someone saluted him from a distance.

Every day of the expedition, Robb was the first to wake up and the last to go to bed in the army. He seemed to be everywhere, and these elite warriors loved his grandnephew.

...He is too.

Duke Brynden whispered to his guard captain: "Keep an eye on Mrs. Xibel and send more men."

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Tyrion, who was supposed to be waiting to be beheaded in the dungeon, disappeared, and he once again became the hot spot in King's Landing.

Some say that the imp used some unknown evil magic to escape from the heavily guarded dungeons of the Red Keep.

Some people say that the little devil bribed the guards and gave them a golden dragon that they could never use up in their lifetime.

Some people say that the little devil is actually dead a long time ago, and his head is on the way to Sunspear.

Some people say that Prime Minister Tywin secretly let go of the little devil's son. This was all a trick to deceive others.

Some people say that it was the regicide who threatened the little king with a sword and let the little devil go.

Some people say that the little devil is still hiding in the Red Keep and will emerge safe and sound when the storm subsides.

At the Kraibo Mansion in Gou Lane, Layton scratched his cheek and said, "There are still many people who believe that the little devil was sent to the Seventh Hell directly by the Seven Gods because of his serious sins."

Green Kleb raised his eyes from the map spread on the long table and said, "Are the Dornish people in King's Landing still gathered outside the Red Keep?"

Layton rolled up the parchment and said, "Yes, sir. However, their mood has stabilized a bit. It should be said that they began to stabilize after the conflict with the golden robes there yesterday."

Green stared at the eastern part of the Crab Claw Peninsula - the location of Crab Island, and said: "Well, they will be content for the time being. They need the Red Fort to come up with a reasonable explanation as soon as possible."

Duke Tywin's efficiency is very fast. The original lord of Crab Island, Count Adrian Celtigar, has been imprisoned in the dungeon of the Red Keep, and deprived the Celtigar family of their right to rule Crab Island in the name of the Royal Council.

At the same time, the messenger crow carrying Green's order also flew to Mermaid Harbor to return Crab Island to Kleb's rule as soon as possible.

Layton came over, and while pouring wine for Green, he said: "If we don't get a satisfactory 'excuse', I think the Dornish people in the border areas will blame the accompanying Dornish envoy for not fulfilling the responsibility of protecting the prince."

Green took a sip of Summer Red and said, "Well, that's indeed what it looks like on the surface."

Layton put down the silver wine bottle, thought for a moment, and said, "Lord Green, will Prince Doran raise an army?"

Green's eyes moved to Dorn and said: "At least he must do something, otherwise Dorn, who is stable, will lose control."

After a pause, Layton said: "Master Green, the number of red robes around King Joffrey has increased again. I am afraid that there will not be a suitable opportunity for him to meet you alone for the time being."

"It seems to be going well."

Green's eyes slowly swept across the river: "Don't be impatient. He still needs to accumulate something other than anger. I just need to leave before King's Landing and meet him."

Rubbing his temples, Green suddenly said: "Did Sir James leave successfully?"

"Yes, I feel it went too smoothly. As soon as daybreak, he set off with dozens of sworn knights and more than a thousand newly hired free riders."

Green smiled slightly, and James threw the mess directly to Prime Minister Tywin. It looked like a son expressing some kind of dissatisfaction with his father. This way was very... special.

Leighton added: "I found out that the Commander-in-Chief of the Golden Robe, Sir Adam, had made a request to follow Sir Jaime on an expedition to the Riverlands, but he did not get Duke Tywin's permission."

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously: "The various affairs of the garrison seem to be giving him a headache."

Green patted Layton on the shoulder and said, "Get ready, I want to meet Queen Cersei."

Knock knock knock.

After a knock on the door, Brienne pushed the door open and said, "Lord Green, Lord Tywin just sent someone here to invite you to attend the Prime Minister's meeting."

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Outside the Prime Minister's Tower, the voice of Duke Metz came over: "Hey, Duke Green."

Green stopped, smiled, and said, "Good day, Duke of Metz."

After approaching, Duke Metz looked around and whispered: "I heard that there is a new king in the Iron Islands."

Green's eyes moved slightly: "Is this why Lord Tywin convened a meeting of prime ministers?"

"It should be for this."

Touching his beard, Duke Metz sighed: "Duke Tywin is really hardworking... I always thought he was a ruthless person, but I didn't expect him to love his son so much."

Green smiled and agreed: "It is indeed surprising."

Duke Mace suppressed the raised corners of his lips and said, "I think it is difficult for Martell to understand this sincere father-son relationship. Alas, as of the day before yesterday, the entire Seven Kingdoms had misunderstood Duke Tywin."

Seeing Archmaester Pycelle walking towards this side tremblingly, Duke of Metz patted Green on the arm and said, "We'll talk after the meeting is over."

Prime Minister's study.

Lord Tywin sat at the head of the long table like a stone statue with his hands crossed and his chin propped up.

"Euron Greyjoy."

Sir Kevan looked around at the crowd and continued: "He is the half-brother of the late Lord of the Iron Islands, Balon Greyjoy. He was once the salt concubine of Victarion (also his half-brother). Tong*, expelled from the Iron Islands by Balon."

He added: "Lannis Port sent information according to the map. He returned to the Iron Islands the day after Balon Greyjoy's accidental death and sat on the sea stone of the Iron Islands. . It is said that the leader of the Port of Kings, Shavin Botley, was drowned in a barrel of sea water. "

After Ser Kevan sat down, Green asked him: "In addition to his son in black, doesn't Balon also have a daughter who once led the ironborn to invade the North? Ser Asha Greyjoy..." , is there any news about her?"

"Asha Greyjoy fled the Iron Islands with her crew after losing to Euron in the Iron Islands Kingsmoot."

"She can't win."

Pycelle's maester's necklace jingled: "Euron was called the Crow's Eye, and his galley was called the Serenity, because all his crew were mutes. His ship was painted red, it is said In order to better cover up the blood soaked in the ship, it is said that he is the most vicious pirate in the world. "

The Duke of Metz stroked his beard and said: "No matter how vicious a pirate is, he can only remain a pirate."

Duke Tywin moved his golden green eyes slightly and said: "After Euron sat on the Seastone, he appointed Eli Amek to be governor of the Iron Islands, and he disappeared with most of the ships. Everyone, Crazy pirates will attack any port in the Seven Kingdoms."