iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 119
After waiting for a while, seeing that the distance was almost there, Green Kleiber secretly winked at Petyr Baelish.

Petyr nodded his chin lightly, and the two took the initiative to greet Stannis Baratheon who was walking.

Petyr nodded slightly towards Stannis with the corners of his lips curled up, the movement was very elegant.

Green said: "Good day, Duke Stannis."

Green nodded again to Davos Theos, who was following Stannis.

Lord Stannis's eyes were sharp, as if he could penetrate the secrets of people's hearts.

His eyes moved slightly, he first looked at Petyr, and then moved his gaze to Green.

"At least the two of you know that a funeral is being held here. Earl Green, have you completed your task?"

Green replied earnestly: "My lord, I took the soldiers to Pentos through the information provided by Lord Varys. Just as I made some noise here, the governor of Pentos was buried in the flames.

The situation in Pentos is relatively sensitive now, and all outsiders will become objects of suspicion. In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, I have temporarily returned to King's Landing. "

Stannis nodded subtly: "Handle everything that comes your way, and cherish the opportunity to exercise yourself."

Petyr raised his eyebrows slightly, I seem to see Duke Stannis encouraging Green?
Is it hallucination?Where was this the Stannis he knew? !

First Duke Mace, then Duke Stannis... Petyr looked at Green with a bit of pantothenic acid in his heart.

The feeling was fleeting, and Petyr himself found it funny.

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At this time, the flattering people also found Stannis exuding low pressure one by one, and their voices gradually dropped.

Varys had already let go of Duke Mace's big hand, and lowered his head slightly while holding his hands together.

Lord Mace looked at the sullen Stannis with a smile while stroking his beard.

Neither of them had forgotten the siege of Storm's End.

As long as he swears allegiance to him, King Robert is willing to pardon those who have opposed him in the "Reaver War", but Stannis, who has a strong personality, will never compromise.

The Duke of Mace understood Stannis's character. This man was once forced to eat rats to survive. It can be said that he did not dare to forget the festival between the two of them.

Stannis scanned the people present with that sharp gaze, and everyone fell silent.

Stannis snorted coldly, and stepped towards the door, and everyone avoided the passage.

After Stannis left, Duke Mace, who had been smiling all the time, sighed and said, "Stannis is just like that, he didn't mean to target you.

Now is the time when we need to work together. You are all important ministers of the kingdom, and the kingdom cannot be separated from your hard work. I think you understand this truth better. "

After Duke Metz's words fell, the atmosphere immediately became harmonious again.

Green was thinking that if the Duke of Mace was the Hand of the King, the working atmosphere in the Red Castle would be particularly harmonious.

Think again, if Duke Stannis became the Hand of the King... Hiss!The ministers in the Red Castle will probably be dragged out and hanged!
Then, if Duke Stark takes the position of Hand of the King... don't mention it!
Petyr came to Green's side, and the two looked at the resurgent crowd together.

Petyr's voice was hoarse: "Earl Green, who do you think will be appointed as the new Prime Minister?"

Green's tone was somewhat helpless: "Lord Petyr, you know better than I do that our opinions are irrelevant, it depends on His Majesty Robert's final choice."

Petyr didn't show it on his face, but he was a little surprised by Green's frankness, and the smile on his face gradually deepened.

Green hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice and said: "I heard that His Majesty Robert and the Duke of the North have a deep relationship, and we cannot ignore this."

Petyr raised the corners of his lips and said, "So, the answer is still unknown. Also, Queen Cersei's opinion cannot be ignored. She seems to prefer the Duke of Highgarden?"

While talking, Green and Petyr walked away from the crowd in a tacit understanding.

Green rubbed his hair, and said, "Lord Petyr, to be honest, I'm a little... difficult to grasp Her Royal Highness' thoughts."

Petyr smiled understandingly: "Ha, you are not alone, all the imperial ministers are facing the same problem as you."

At this time, Varys walked over with a smile.

Varys nodded slightly towards the two of them: "Earl Petyr, Earl Green, I saw that you had such a happy conversation, I couldn't help but be attracted, please forgive me for taking the liberty to join."

Green shrugged: "Master Varys, you are the chief intelligence officer before the imperial court. Your joining will definitely make our discussion much easier."

Varys seemed intrigued: "That's heart-warming!"

Petyr smiled elegantly, but only slightly: "We are guessing who will be the next Prime Minister."

Green spread his hands: "We are talking about the personal friendship between His Majesty Robert and Duke Ed."

Varys held his hands together: "Duke Eddard and His Majesty Robert grew up in the Eagle's Nest City as the adopted son of Duke Jon since he was eight years old, and their affection is as deep as siblings.

Whether it was the great war more than ten years ago, or the rebellion against the Iron Islands nine years ago, Duke Eddard has always firmly supported His Majesty Robert. "

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West of the Crab Claw Peninsula.

The night had fallen, and all the flags were dyed black. More than a hundred campfires had been lit in Kleiber's camp, and Kleiber soldiers were repairing beside the bonfires.Some young Kreber soldiers practiced parrying and thrusting skills in the fading daylight, their chests dripping with sweat.

In the regimental commander's camp, Per Pili stuck his thumb and forefinger into the salt dish and sprinkled a handful on the grilled meat.

"Emparo, you need to add some food."

The march was long that day, and Emparo looked a little tired. She reached out and grabbed a piece of meat, saying, "Sir, the Thorn Corps is ready. I think the mountain savages in the west will be very surprised."

The corner of Pell's mouth twitched slightly: "This time we have sufficient armaments, and we must minimize our own casualties. We must save more strength. After the westward march is over, the battle between Kleber and the Valley will not be too far away."

Emparo chewed on the barbecue and looked at the marsh marigold flag hanging in the tent.

Both of them were taciturn people, and for a while there was only the occasional crackling sound from the brazier.

After a while, Pell, who felt full, clapped his hands and said, "Emparo, when you canonize the knight, Sir Marson and I will be witnesses."

Emparo swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded in thanks: "Sir, that would be my great honor."

Pell had always been serious in front of the soldiers, so he smiled rarely.

"In the future... the entire Crab Claw Peninsula will be Kleiber's barracks. Lord Green needs more loyal and reliable knights to guard him. You have proved your loyalty and reliability with your actions, Emparo!"

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The next day, the sky was slightly brighter.

The color of the sky gradually changes from dark to soft blue, presenting a serene beauty, as if the whole world is waiting for the beginning of a new day.

Huh huh huh, the low and long bugle sounded, like the cold wind of a long winter, making people shudder.

As the bugles died down, the archers unleashed a shower of arrows.

The bows and arrows shot by the Thorn Corps greeted the enemy like hailstones, hundreds and thousands of them, innumerable in an instant.

Many mountain savages fell to the ground with arrows, and their shouts turned into wailing.

At this time, the second wave of attacks had fallen from the sky, and the Kreb longbowmen put their third arrows on the bowstrings one after another.

On the east side of the battlefield, Pell stood in front of a phalanx of thousands of soldiers.

Lord Green kept smashing down the golden dragons, so that the weapons of the Kleber soldiers had a qualitative improvement. Their weapons were like a slowly blooming steel rose in the morning light, with gleaming spikes.

The baptism of arrows from the Thorn Corps slowed down, and Pell yelled: "Bang the drum!"

Boom, boom, boom, the sound of rumbling war drums came to mind.

With a bang, Pell pulled out the long sword at his waist, and said loudly, "Fight for Lord Green!!!"

Pell swung his long sword, and the voice of a thousand people responded immediately: "Long live Kreb!!!"

Under Pell's command, the soldiers shouted slogans neatly and strode forward in the direction of the enemy.

In front of the Thorn Corps was a half-moon formation like a steel hedgehog formed by the Spear Corps.

Emparo observed the movement on Pell's side, estimated the distance, and turned to Lena who was on the side, and raised his voice: "Pass my order, the last three arrows!!"

On the battlefield, spears stabbed in all directions, and a war horse fell down, vomiting blood and dying.

A mountain savage screamed and rushed towards Pell, but was hit in the chest by a Kreber soldier's tomahawk, killing him instantly.

The Kreb soldier raised his ax aloft and let out a menacing cry.

Following this cry, battle cries echoed everywhere on the blood-stained battlefield.

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Winterfell, the lord's bedroom.

Eddard Stark sat by the hearth, his neatly trimmed beard graying.

Ed raised his head and said, "Catelyn, you stay in Winterfell."

For some reason, Caitlin Tully's heart skipped a beat when she heard her husband's words asking him to stay here.

Caitlin suddenly felt scared: "Ned, please, don't leave me behind."

Duke Ed's tone was irrefutable: "No, you must stay."

Caitlin looked stubborn.

After a pause, Ed explained: "Winter is coming, I am a little worried about Robert, I will go south as soon as possible, during this period, you must manage the north on my behalf, and there must be people from the Stark family in Winterfell. .

Robb is 14, he's going to be a man soon, he has to start learning how to rule, and I can't be there to teach him.

Caitlin, you have to personally take him to your confidential meeting and cultivate his ability to be independent. He is my heir, and he must be fully prepared. "

Her husband's words pierced Caitlin's heart like ice.

Ned was not saying goodbye to her, but preparing for the worst.

Caitlin was even more frightened. Could it be that she would never see him again?No more tender hugs from her husband?
Caitlin took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to ask the question she dreaded hearing the answer to most: "Where are the other kids?"

Duke Ed stood up from the chair, walked over and hugged his trembling wife in his arms, his tone was very gentle: "Except for Sansa and Arya, the other children stay here with you and Robb."

The warm embrace of her husband soothed Caitlin's uneasy heart, she raised her head and asked in doubt, "Arya?"

Thinking of his youngest daughter, Arya Stark, the corners of Ed's mouth curled up slightly unconsciously: "Arya should have learned the rules and etiquette of the South long ago, and in a few years, she will also be preparing to get married... Hope it’s still in time.”

Caitlin couldn't help but sneered, their little daughter really needed to learn some rules.

Ed kissed the unshed tears in Caitlin's eyes. "I know it hurts, my dear Caitlin, thank you."

Caitlin closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, she hated anyone in the family.

After a pause, Caitlin suddenly opened her eyes, stared at Ed and asked, "How does Jon arrange it?"

Catelyn was talking about Lord Eddard's bastard son, Jon Snow.

Caitlin knew from a young age that it was common for aristocratic men to secretly have illegitimate children, so she was not at all surprised when she learned that Ned had an illegitimate child with a peasant girl during the battle not long after she was newly married.

After reuniting with her for a few days after their marriage, Ned hurried south to fight against Targaryen, leaving her safe in Riverrun, which was behind the battlefield.

When they were apart, her thoughts were more on Robb, who was still a baby, than on the husband she barely knew.

Caitlin could understand that her husband was wandering between life and death, and naturally she couldn't help but seek comfort, and once he left behind her seed, she also hoped that he could at least make the child have enough food and clothing.

But the Stark family was different. Ned brought his illegitimate son home and called him his son in front of everyone.

No matter what Caitlyn said, she just couldn't persuade him to send his illegitimate son out of Winterfell... At that time, Caitlyn was thinking that no matter who Jon Snow's biological mother was, Ned must have a deep love for her!That's one thing she'll never forgive him for.

Caitlin had learned to love her husband with all her heart, and she could turn a blind eye to as many illegitimate children Ned loved as long as she kept them out of sight.

However, Jon Snow in Winterfell is always visible and tangible, no matter how she looks at her, she is an eyesore.

What disgusted Caitlin the most was that the bastard grew more and more like Ned, even more like all the sons she gave birth to!
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Duke Ed hesitated for a moment, and said: "He and Robb have a very good relationship, I hope..."

Caitlin interrupted angrily: "He must not stay. He is your son, not mine! I will not let him stay here. Jon must go."

Kaitlyn knew she was going too far, but she was telling the truth.

It would do the bastard himself no good if Ned left Jon Snow without him at Winterfell.

Duke Ed's face was bitter. "You also know that I can't take Jon south. There is no room for him in King's Landing. A child with the surname of an illegitimate child will be excluded, and you should know how others will gossip."

Kaitlyn didn't want to back down, or take this opportunity to get to the bottom of a problem that had plagued her for years.

""I heard that your dearest brother, our Majesty Robert also gave birth to many illegitimate children in King's Landing, and they lived well there! "

Duke Ed's voice was a little angry: "Caitlin, why are you so cruel to treat him like this? He's just a child!"

Catelyn could feel the pain in Ned's eyes looking at her, the silent appeal in his eyes.

Seeing her husband's appearance at this time, Caitlin felt extremely distressed, but she gritted her teeth and made up her mind that she must not compromise this time.

Tully Family Motto: Family, Responsibility, Glory!

The daughter of the Tully family, Caitlin Tully does everything to protect the family she loves most!

Duke Ed looked out of the window, his long face remained silent for a long time.

In the end, Duke Ed sighed, with a tired tone: "I will take him south with me."

Ned finally agreed, and Catelyn was so happy that she wanted to kiss her husband immediately and comfort him.

Catelyn didn't show it. She knew her husband, and it would take time for Wolf to figure it out, and her over-excitement now would only piss Ned off.

She will prepare more golden dragons for him, at least so that the child can live comfortably in King's Landing in the future.

(End of this chapter)