iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 645 Little Rose's Handwritten Letter 2
Unfold the letter, and you'll first smell a faint rose scent, followed by Margaret's elegant and light handwriting.

Have to admit...

Margaret's handwriting is like a beautiful painting; each letter is like a meticulously sculpted work of art, displaying a lively beauty.

The letter began with a casual greeting. As Green read it, he picked up his golden wine glass and slowly took a sip of Summer Red.

She then recounted some interesting anecdotes from the journey, as well as the joy of seeing her grandmother upon arriving in High Court.

She also mentioned her recent busy schedule, complaining "quietly" in the letter that her grandmother was giving her more and more official duties, and that they were quite strict.

A smile flickered in his eyes, and Green took another sip of the sweet summer red wine. He understood the deeper meaning behind Lady Olenna's actions.

Margaery was carefully groomed by the Tyrell family to be queen, but now she is no longer worthy of the queen's crown. Lady Olenna is doing this to preserve her granddaughter's status, or rather, her value.

The Tyrells still have some humanity...

however.

His gaze slowly moved downwards, but Green's pupils contracted as he couldn't help but double-check... whether he had misread it.

Margaret is engaged?!
Her fiancé was... a young knight of Redwin blood whom Lady Olena had chosen for her.

As for the dowry...

Her grandfather had personally overseen the construction of a marble castle on the banks of the Mandeb River, west of High Court, to commemorate his marriage to his grandmother.

Her grandmother often said that the castle was the most satisfying gift her grandfather had ever given her, but he gave it to her as a wedding gift, which touched her deeply.

Moreover, her grandmother gave her all of her Blue Hall Island winery and vineyards.

Upon reading this, Green noticed the tear stains remaining between the lines.

Her grandmother blessed her with happiness and wished her to be the eternal light of the Reach... Margaret poured out her heart to him in the letter, expressing her immense gratitude for her grandmother's love, which she felt she could never repay.

Finally, she gently told him that her fiancé also had black hair and brown eyes, and that he looked three parts like the knight she had only ever loved.

……

Setting down the letter, still faintly scented with roses, Green slowly picked up his wine glass. Highgarden Light, Reach Light…

The cautious and perceptive King Green sensed something amiss. Everything seemed reasonable, but... the "Queen of Thorns" was being far too generous.

On the surface, Lady Olenna's gift consisted of only a magnificent castle near Highgarden and several vineyards with wineries.

However, this also means that Margaret will legally possess numerous sworn knights belonging to her.

Moreover, Lady Olenna completely wasted Margaery's value; even if it was to consolidate Tyrell and Redwynn's power, there was no need to play this precious card.

Miss Low Branch Rose is enough to achieve the effect of Margaret marrying the unknown Redwin Knight.

Clearly, Lady Olena's goal was to "marry into" the family, and Margaret was not actually marrying into the outside world.

This also explains why Lady Olenna chose the Redwin family; she could control him.

But what was the reason for the hasty engagement to Margaret?

After rubbing his temples for a while, Green suddenly paused. Could it be that Margaret... had gotten into trouble?

If his guess is correct, why would Lady Olenna prepare such a lavish dowry? Was it to incite other Tyrells to be dissatisfied with Margaery?
Unless—this is a secret known only to Lady Olenna and Margaret. But Margaret should be very aware of his "sense of smell," so why would she specifically write a letter to "remind" him?

Green rubbed his temples again. Two years had passed, and he had lost most of his prophetic advantages...

He opened his eyes, but he didn't need to feel anxious about it.

He has already ascended the Iron Throne; all he needs to do is maintain firm control over the military and strengthen oversight to prevent himself from becoming arrogant or complacent.

As for Margaret's letters...

Perhaps he was overthinking it. To prove that he was overthinking it... His Majesty Green then picked up a quill and wrote a letter. He intended to order Layton to conduct a secret investigation to prove that he was indeed overthinking it.

……

in the afternoon.

Green left the Kingsguard around and took a walk alone in the Sacred Tree Forest.

The Godwood Forest in Winterfell isn't all weirwood; it also includes Sentinel trees with grey-green pine needles, stout oaks, and ancient ironwoods of unknown age, all of which together form this dark and primitive forest within the city.

Their thick, black trunks jostled each other, their twisted branches woven overhead to form towering treetops, while their robust, intertwined roots battled each other underground.

Green strolled along and came to an ancient weirwood tree that Arya had once brought him to.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the deep, melancholy human face etched on the tree trunk.

Its deep-set eyes were strangely shaped, as if they were exuding a sense of vigilance. Arya proudly told him that its eyes were older than Winterfell itself, and had witnessed Brandon the Builder laying the first cornerstone of the Stark castle.

Apart from Thousand Faces Isle, the weirwood trees in the south were cut down and burned away a thousand years ago. Now, only every castle in the North has its own sacred wood forest, and every sacred wood forest has a heart tree carved with a human face.

The Redburg Sacred Tree Forest is primarily composed of elm, alder, and aspen trees; its heartwood is a large oak, not weirwood.

The cautious King Green naturally observed his surroundings for a moment, then his gaze returned to the heart tree, and he suddenly spoke: "So, the weirwood is the 'channel' through which you can disturb my sweet dreams, isn't it?"

He strolled slowly around it, the snow covering the thick layer of decaying vegetation accumulated over thousands of years, which also absorbed the sound of his footsteps.

Xinshu's red eyes seemed to be following closely. Green then asked, "Did you stop looking for me because the palace no longer has any fish weirwood items?"

As he spoke, he paused in his steps: "The weirwood is very important to your abilities, isn't it?"

He paused for a moment, then continued pacing: "Although it is superfluous, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, the ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, the Protector of the Land, and the King of the Clayber family."

After Green finished speaking, the surroundings remained deeply silent.

He paused and waited for a moment, then frowned slightly. "Are you not going to respond to me, Three-Eyed Raven?"

After a brief pause, he continued, "Why are you helping Stannis? Shouldn't the White Walkers be the common enemy of all living beings?"

After a moment of silence, Green's patience seemed to run out: "You should know very well that if I give the order, I can cut down and burn all the weirwood trees in the North."

He stroked his chin and murmured, "Perhaps I should have done this a long time ago..."

After he finished speaking, he nodded at his own conclusion.

A cold wind suddenly howled past, and an old, hoarse voice echoed in Green's mind: "King of the Seven Kingdoms... I cannot perceive... your past..."

(End of this chapter)