iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 598 The King's Witch

The ruby ​​on the red priestess' throat seemed to pulse rhythmically. She opened her red lips and said, "Your Majesty Stannis, I have been waiting for your summons."

A sneer crossed Stannis's lips. "You seem eager to leave this place, woman."

"I……"

crunch.

The trembling sound of teeth grinding interrupted Melisandre's words, and Stannis squeezed out his voice from between his teeth: "According to the laws of the kingdom, treason should be punished by death."

His teeth chattered again: "You must cherish the pardon I grant you. Yes, you only have this one chance."

Their eyes met, one pair was red eyes that seemed to be burning with flames, and the other pair was deep and cold blue eyes.

Melisandre's lips slowly curved up, and she smiled at him tenderly: "Thank you for your tolerance and mercy. May you receive the blessing of the Lord of Light, Your Majesty Stannis."

Hearing this, Stannis snorted coldly: "Blessing? I have heard enough of this joke, Melisandre. It is Green Crabbe that he should bless."

Looking at him, the smile on Melisandre's face became even gentler: "The night is dark and full of dangers. The true God is kind, and every one of the Lord of Light's elects is blessed by the Lord of Light..."

"enough."

Stannis left his chair and walked down the stone steps. "Lead the way, woman."

……

The embers in the fireplace floated in the shadows, leaving only a faint glow.

The room was dim. The strong young man lying on the wooden bed moved his tightly tied limbs, and finally gave up struggling in despair.

At the same time, he still had some "survivor's life" because several strong men suddenly brought him here, stripped him naked, and then tied him up here.

Thinking back on it for a moment still makes him break out in a cold sweat.

In the silence, the sound of iron chains colliding was heard from the direction of the door, followed by the sound of the door opening.

"Awake? Strong little blacksmith."

The woman's voice was low and hoarse, and the veins on the young man's neck bulged: "Damn witch! Let me go. No matter what your reason is, don't force me to hurt a woman!"

Melisandre chuckled as his voice threatened.

call---

She raised one hand and flicked her fingers slightly, and all the candles in the room were suddenly lit.

The candlelight was so blinding that the blacksmith couldn't help but close his eyes.

It took his blue eyes a while to adjust to the sudden light, and then he found that... besides the red-robed witch, there was another strange tall and thin old man standing in front of him.

The young blacksmith's face was filled with fear and confusion. Melisandre smiled and introduced him, "This is King Stannis Baratheon, Gendry Waters."

Hearing this, Gendry's pupils shrank slightly. "Stannis?"

Stannis stared at the face in front of him, which looked like the resurrection of his younger brother. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Robert's bastard, I command you to atone for your sins."

"Atonement?"

Gendry's limbs were thrashing around. "I have done nothing wrong! Uncle Ned will never let you go! Let me go!"

"Ridiculous Stark."

Stannis' voice was full of sarcasm. "The Lord of Winterfell allowed a lowly bastard to call him uncle."

Gendry struggled harder and roared, "Don't insult Lord Ned! Damn it! I will duel with you!"

Stannis ignored the shame of this stain on Baratheon's honor and put his hands behind his back: "Begin."

"As ordered."

Melisandre walked slowly to the bed and looked down at Gendry lying on the bed. Her fiery eyes swept down his body.

Gendry was familiar with this kind of sight, and it was the same thing he would do when he saw a good weapon. There was a pause, and Gendry's pupils suddenly dilated, then contracted.

In his sight, the witch took off her cloak but did not stop her movements, and the thin red robe on her body slipped off.

The snow-white skin glowed and the graceful curves were displayed directly before her eyes, with only the gold necklace inlaid with rubies around her neck, like a small burning flame.

Gendry's Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looking a little dazed.

Bounced.

"There is a blazing fire burning inside you, vigorous little blacksmith."

Melisandre was alluring, but in the corner of Gendry's eye, Stannis was staring at them, and he felt very passive.

No matter how the young blacksmith felt, he had no choice but to accept it.

There was a gleam of tears in Melisandre's eyes, and she glanced dazedly at Stannis, who was standing not far away and looked like a sculpture.

Then, his body moved.

Since arriving in Winterfell, Gendry, with his purse bulging, often frequents taverns and women's houses, enjoying the pleasures of men and women.

however.

Gendry couldn't help but take a deep breath. The experience at this moment was unprecedented.

The extreme joy made him feel as if he was floating in the air. Looking at the beautiful figure, his eyes gradually became dim.

The room was filled with a cacophony of sounds.

I don't know how long it took, but as Melisandre moved, her belly swelled up and grew bigger and bigger.

Stannis, who was "looking at" them from the side, narrowed his eyes. Gendry's face turned very pale, his eye sockets became deeper, and his thick black hair was dotted with white hair without him noticing.

Time continues to pass.

"Uh."

With a man's painful groan, Melisandre's copper-red hair brushed against his cheek, and he gasped.

Melisandre has become a pregnant woman who may give birth at any time, while Gendry, who was originally young and strong, has become emaciated.

Beads of sweat slid down the King Witch's collarbone as she came down awkwardly.

Holding her belly that was about to burst, Melisandre came to him barefoot and said hoarsely, "King Stannis, I am ready."

.........

The Stark camp outside Castle Black.

"Lord Ned."

Duke Eddard frowned, staring at the map of the North on the table. When he heard the voice, he looked up and said, "Luce, has Sir Humphrey left?"

Lord Roose Bolton nodded slightly. "My cavalry will escort him safely to Eastwatch."

As he spoke, he also came to the table and his eyes moved to the map on it.

After a pause, Duke Eddard said solemnly, "I will summon all the northern lords as soon as possible."

Count Luce's light-colored eyes moved slightly. He thought for a moment, and then his subtle voice rang out: "Duke Ned, this is not only a war to protect the North, but also a war to protect the entire territory."

"Yes."

Duke Eddard paced back and forth with a heavy face. "However, if the White Walkers break through the Wall, the North will be the first to fall into the Seven Hells."

"If you have made your decision."

Lord Roose looked away from the map. "The North should obey the orders of King Green I and King Daenerys I. Therefore, I suggest you send out a raven as soon as possible to express your 'sincerity' first."

(End of this chapter)