The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Lady Catelyn and Maester Luwin couldn't help but look at each other, paused, and said, "Ned, will you respond to Stannis? I want to know your plans."

After a moment of solemn silence, Duke Ed slowly spoke: "According to the law, he is my legal king."

Seeing her husband's frown, Caitlin's lake-like blue eyes moved slightly and said, "You have guessed his purpose, right?"

Without waiting for Ed to speak, she continued: "Yes, it is obvious that Stannis came for the troops in the north, because he is still a legal king who has not sat on the Iron Throne."

Duke Ed frowned and said: "Kate..."

Caitlin sighed: "Sorry, Ned, I shouldn't maliciously speculate on a king. I know that the war between Stark and Lannister will break out sooner or later. I just want to remind you that he may order you to let the North The army will march south tomorrow to claim the Iron Throne for him."

Looking at the Master of Winterfell who closed his eyes and meditated, Maester Luwin said respectfully: "Lord Ned, the people of the North have been going through a war for more than a year. They need to recuperate. This is related to the survival of the North."

Duke Eddard silently tapped his chin. After a while, he opened his eyes and a hoarse voice sounded: "Kate, Luwin, do you remember the Night's Watch who visited Winterfell three months ago (Chapter 355)? The two dead rangers turned into ghouls at night, and winter was coming. "

Hearing this, Caitlin's blue eyes trembled slightly: "Ned, do you think... Stannis came here for those things?"

Ed moved his eyes to his wife, nodded, and said: "Stannis may also know about this, so he suddenly decided to go to the Great Wall."

Caitlin moved her lips and said with some surprise: "Do people from the Stormlands believe in the legend of the White Walkers? Oh, Gods bless you."

Duke Eddard stared at the letter on the table and said: "Although Stannis has different personalities from Robert, he equally values ​​honor. Perhaps he believes in the thousands of years of honor of the Night's Watch."

Caitlin hesitated and said: "Ned, I have to remind you that although Stannis does not have the Iron Throne, he is already the king. We cannot look at him with the same eyes as before."

Once, when he went to see Robert, his former wife also reminded him of this (Chapter 101)...

Eddard nodded slightly: "I will pay attention, Kate. I have no reason to refuse Stannis's call because he is Robert's heir, but..."

As he spoke, he handed the letter to Caitlin: "Take a look."

After reading the letter, Catelyn couldn't help but wonder: "Why did he mention in the letter... that he wanted you to bring King Robert's illegitimate children with you?"

She handed the letter in her hand to the person next to her: "Maester Luwin, take a look too...Ned, do you know how he knew that Mia and Gendry were in Winterfell?"

"I wonder about that too, we're not exposing their identities here."

Maester Luwin quickly finished reading the letter. He put it back on the table and said, "My lord, madam, according to the records in the city's books, some of the red-robed priests among the believers of the Light across the strait can foresee through flames. secret."

Caitlin said with a complicated expression: "Is this why Stannis is devoted to the Lord of Light? I heard that there was a red-robed priestess beside him. If she was really that powerful, their gods should have let him sit there long ago. Take the Iron Throne instead of..."

Opening her mouth, the lady of the Tully family said no more. Ever since she learned that Stannis had completely abandoned the Seven Gods, she felt that Stannis was really crazy. This alone was enough for all the believers of the Seven Gods in the Seven Kingdoms to oppose his Seven Crowns.

Because of Robert, her husband also loved Robert's brother, and she could not say too much words in front of her husband.

Maester Luwin said at this time: "Lord Ned, what is your decision?"

"For the sake of Robert and the honor of Stark, I will go to the Wall to meet Stannis, but I will not bring Mia and Gendry there."

Both his wife and the old bachelor stared at him, and they seemed surprised that he "disobeyed" the king's order.

A slight embarrassment flashed across Runlang's face: "Those two children are Robert's bloodline, and I have the responsibility to protect them... Green once reminded me at the Red Keep that reasonable suspicion is the prerequisite for protecting those around you. I failed, and many people were killed because of my stupidity, and Sansa and Arya were trapped because of me."

His eyes swept across the two of them: "To be honest, I still can't do it, so I will talk to Stannis in person."

He sighed slightly: "He should also know that Robert has many enemies. I will ask him to help me hide the life experience of my two children."

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"Mercenary, I am - the legendary assassin of the Seven Kingdoms. I warn you, don't use your body to provoke me."

"Master Assassin, aren't you cold?"

"Hey, you have to be careful about freezing your vagina. I love this place so much."

Tyrion, who was wearing thick fur clothing, pulled up his pants and said, "Haha, my favorite thing to do every day is to pee on the other side of the world!"

After saying that, he climbed down the battlement, then slipped and almost fell.

Bronn walked over with a lewd smile on his face: "Lord Tyrion, you seem to be intentionally reminding me of my origin?"

Tyrion raised his left foot and moved his ankle. It hurt a little...

"You are really smart. Although you are already a noble, don't forget who you are, because the world will not forget. It is best to use it to arm yourself, so that you have no weaknesses."

"Honorable Master, this sounds very touching to the mercenary."

"Don't you feel that many people here are hostile to Lannister? I am obviously a Lannister killer, but they regard me as an object of hatred..." Tyrion smiled slightly and continued: "They The first sword must be directed at my guard. I need you to be alive, so I need you to be vigilant. "

Sir Bronn grinned: "My lord, I always open one eye when I sleep."

Tyrion bent down and touched his feet, then moved and said, "If you could snore a little quieter when you sleep, I would be extremely grateful to you, mercenary."

Taking a deep breath of the cold air on the Great Wall, Tyrion reached out and patted Bronn's thigh, and said sternly: "Try to avoid dueling with others in the future. The beautiful castle and beauties of the king's kingdom are waiting for you to return, Sir."

Ser Bronn shrugged.

Tyrion limped along and said: "Who would have thought that of the nineteen majestic fortresses of the Night's Watch on the Great Wall, only three are now manned? The other forgotten castles may have been ghosts wandering around. paradise.”

Bronn walked slowly beside him and said, "It's cold, bitter, and dangerous. It's like a place of exile at the end of the world."

"For the people of the Seven Kingdoms, this place has long been a place of exile for sinners."

Climbing down the stairs carefully, Tyrion patted the snow on his knees and said, "By the way, how did you convince the Commander-in-Chief to stay here yesterday?"

Bronn laughed: "The Night's Watch welcomes every friend who trusts them, and Duke Green happens to be one of them. Because I am employed by him, I am allowed to stay here temporarily."

Tyrion scratched his cheek, which was blown red by the cold wind, and said, "Hired...for the time being...well, you are all relatively shy people."

The wind was getting stronger, the surrounding wooden houses creaked, and the thick windows that were not closed repeatedly banged.

A pile of snow slid down from the roof and landed next to them with a low thud.

The training ground close to the Night Watchmen was filled with the clang of swords clashing.

The master of the Night's Watch, Ser Alliser Thorne, and a young Night's Watchman with brown hair are training a group of former criminals who have just been sent to Castle Black.

Tyrion is the same villain as these people. Strictly speaking, he should be standing there at this moment, holding a sword taller than himself, and then... laughing them to death.

It's a pity that the 997th Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch did not take a fancy to the legendary assassin who was famous in the Seven Kingdoms.

Yes, Lord Commander Jeor Mormont arranged for him to be Maester Aemon's assistant at the Wall, and to be honest... he was actually very satisfied with the job.

After standing on the side of the training field for a while, the brown-black-haired coach's assistant walked towards their location. His name was Theon Greyjoy. As the adopted son of Running Wolf, he failed to attack Winterfell on the Iron Islands. Heir (Chapter 210).

Theon stood in front of him with a high expression and his head held high. Just as he was about to speak... Tyrion's voice came over first: "Hey, Your Highness, your chin is so beautiful."

Xion's expression froze and he said, "Dwarf, you should practice sword practice with them."

Tyrion opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "You became the 998th Commander-in-Chief?"

He turned around and asked: "Bronn, wasn't Lord Mormont still Commander-in-Chief yesterday? Did he abdicate? What happened this morning?"

Theon's face turned red and he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! Lord Mormont is still the Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch!"

After hearing this, the smile on Tyrion's face faded: "You don't know that I am under the control of Maester Aemon. This is the order of the Commander-in-Chief."

He held his chin and looked at Theon: "Are you... deliberately ignoring Lord Mormont's orders?"

Xion couldn't help but glance around, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't spread rumors, I just forgot about it temporarily!"

After that, he turned around and quickly returned to the training ground.

Tyrion put his little hands behind his back, looked at his back, and said with emotion: "I thought he would angrily propose a duel."

Sir Bronn grinned and said, "I thought I could make another fortune."

Tyrion couldn't help but reach out and touch the money bag inside the gray wool sweater and said: "Mercenary, don't stare at my golden dragon all day long. I am now a down-and-out Lannister."

Sir Bronn smiled and said: "Don't you care about your father's inheritance at all? Maybe he specially left a share for you."

After a short moment of silence, Tyrion suddenly smiled: "Don't forget, I am his fugitive."

In the desolate cold wind, he murmured in a low voice: "The dwarf son is his eternal shame."