iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 87 Choice (5100)

The sky was darkened by dark clouds.

Horn Hill, Lord's study.

At this moment, Lord Randyll Tarly stared blankly at the letter written by his eldest son, Samwell Tarly, who renounced Horn Hill and the title of the Tarly family.

Melissa Florent stared at her husband sitting at the table and said, "Rando, he made a brave choice, and I'm so proud of Sam!"

Ran Dao snorted coldly, and said, "Coward, he bravely chose to escape."

Landau's answer made Melissa, who had been suppressing her emotions, finally break out.

"Randao! I knew you would still look down on Sam, so I shouldn't have come to you! Randy, you must never forget that it was you who forced my eldest son away!"

Landau's wife, the kind-hearted Melissa, has always been gentle in his impression.

Although Lan Dao didn't show it on the surface, today's Melissa stunned the famous general on the battlefield.

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Ran Dao put the letter on the table, and said coldly: "If he still has a family in his heart, he should go to the Great Wall, put on black clothes and join the honorable Night Watchman Legion!"

Randall got up from his chair and continued, "He chose Baron Kleber who fought with his tongue at the banquet in High Court!
Baron Kleber is a guy who can only tell stories with his tongue. He deceived the shallow world and denied my military exploits!
Many people believed his lies that could only deceive the White Walkers... More than ten years ago, I fought bloody battles, but now I have become a sinner of the Targaryen family? ! "

Melissa may also be angry.

Usually hearing these things, Melissa would definitely comfort her husband first.

But today, Melissa didn't want to do that, her eldest son left her side, and she was the one who needed comfort the most.

Melissa taunted: "Ha, this time I support Sam's choice, I am really proud of him! You made me lose my eldest son, so... Let your ridiculous military exploits go to see the ghosts!"

Randall said angrily, "You!"

Mrs. Melissa, who had released some dissatisfaction, also felt that her words were a little too much at this time.

However, it is impossible to apologize without apologizing!

Melissa thought she would never forget in her life, the scene when Samwell came to see her alone.

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Melissa evacuated a lot of accumulated grievances, and she gradually calmed down.

"Count Randyll, you only have one son left. I warn you, don't force Dickon away again! If anything happens to Dickon, I will never forgive you!"

Mrs. Tully, who has always been gentle, couldn't help but fire again.

In Melissa's impression, Samwell has always been a smart and kind-hearted boy. It was Randall's inappropriate teaching that made Samwell more and more timid.

In the mother's eyes, her own child is of course the best. It's only because the father, Ran Dao, doesn't know how to educate him, forcing a good child so hard that he doesn't dare to come out to see others.

Facing Melissa's venting, Landau took a deep breath and didn't speak again.

Mrs. Tully didn't want to continue to quarrel with her husband. She was worried that the children would find out after a long time.

She didn't want her children to see embarrassing scenes for their parents.

"Landao, I don't want to see you these days!"

Mrs. Tully left Randyll's study with a last word, and left Randyll's study in a menacing manner, and by the way... slammed the door shut.

Lando: "..."

Lando walked to the window and looked up into the sky.

The dark cloud covered the dark sky, with the wind blowing away the clouds, revealing the sky, the sun poured out, illuminating the world again.

The glare of the sun caused Rando's eyes to close slightly.

Deserter, how dare you embarrass me? !

The corners of Ran Dao's lips, which were as hard as steel, slightly curled up.

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Red Keep, King's Hall.

Lancel Lannister has been in trouble lately.

Once again, Lancel couldn't resist finding an excuse to meet Queen Cersei.

After meeting, he boldly approached Cersei, only to find that his cousin, who was so gentle that night, had disappeared.

Cousin Cersei returned to her usual arrogance, and Cersei was not only indifferent to his approach, but even ignored him coldly.

This is the normal appearance of Cersei in Lancel's impression, but he is very unaccustomed to it, which makes him worry about gains and losses, and feels abandoned.

As a result, Lancel often loses sleep wondering if Cersei's change of attitude is dissatisfied with his progress?
Without waiting for Cersei's reminder, Lancel had already voluntarily replaced the wine that Cersei gave him.

After Robert took a sip, he just paused, and Lancel received a rare compliment from King Robert.

Now Lancel is very confused... What else can he do to make Cersei look at him differently again?

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"Fool! Didn't you see the glass was empty?"

The deafening sound of King Robert Baratheon's voice startled Lancel, who was distracted, and his heart was pounding.

Lancel, who was trembling all over, hurriedly picked up the flagon and poured wine.

When the wine was filled, the rosy-faced Robert drank it down and said, "You Lannister fool, what are you doing in a daze? Didn't you see that the glass was empty?"

Facing Robert, who was as majestic as a black bear, Lancel could only tremble in fear.

"Go away, stand aside, don't get in the way of my eyes! If you dare to be in a daze again, I'll smash your head to pieces!"

Lancel, who was holding the flagon, immediately moved away like a panicked rabbit.

Lancel lowered his head, his heart was in his throat, and it was so congested that it was difficult to breathe.

Lancel wanted to cry, it wasn't what he had imagined a king's squire would be like.

Why does King Robert's squire pour wine every day besides wine.

What will others call him in the future?Sommelier?

Lancel thought of his father far away in the west.

Would father be disgraced by his face, had he brought dishonor to the Lannisters?
It suddenly occurred to Lancel, is it because of this that Cersei is not false to him?

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"Bastard! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"

Lancel shuddered at Robert's thunderous curses, and he almost threw the flagon out of the way.

At the critical moment, Lancel hugged the flagon tightly.

"Dazed again? You stupid Lannister pig! What are you waiting for, waiting for me to break your neck? Get over here and get a drink!"

Robert's training was successful, and Lancel no longer dared to lose his mind.

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King's Landing, the private residence of the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

The afternoon sun also gradually climbed up the window lattice.The mottled projection warms every corner of the house, every grain of dust.

Lord Petyr Baelish raised the corners of his lips after hearing the news reported by his attendants.

"Intelligence is wealth, and I love little surprises like this."

The attendant said: "My lord, please give me instructions."

Petyr's green eyes moved slightly, and his smile was always elegant: "Although it is not expensive enough, it is enough as a long-lost gift, and he will feel my sincerity."

After a pause, Petyr said again: "Arrange it now, keep it for me, and don't let me down in any accident."

The attendant's body couldn't help shaking, and said: "Obey, my lord!"

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After the attendants left, Petyr leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

Duke Jon's condition was very serious some time ago, making Petyr think that Duke Jon might die at any time.

Petyr's chain ladder has not yet been fully laid out, and this situation is not conducive to Petyr's interests.

However, King Robert's arrival brought him an unexpected surprise.

After Duke Jon met with King Robert, his physical condition improved visible to the naked eye.

Is it Robert's irritation, or Maester Pycelle's?
Before he had time to think about it, Petyr fell into a conflict again.

The quick recovery of Duke Jon will also make Petyr troubled. He doesn't want Duke Jon to die now, but he also doesn't want to see the restored Hand of the King again.

A healthy Hand of the King will reduce the power Petyr already has.

At most half a year... A cold light flashed in Petyr's eyes.

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Generally speaking, things have been going well recently, and everything has developed into what he expected, which puts Petyr in a good mood.

Petyr's eyes suddenly trembled slightly.

Petyr, who was thinking about it, suddenly had an idea that made him feel weird. It seems that his affairs became smooth during the time when Baron Green was not in King's Landing?
Petyr shook his head, shaking off the sudden absurd thought.

Petyr, who is extremely wise, will not be superstitious, he only believes in reliable intelligence, which has always been his most reliable force to win.

What Petyr is most suspicious of now is Maester Pacelle, who is in charge of treating Duke Jon.

King Robert is not a good doctor, he only knows how to swing a hammer when he encounters difficulties.

Others thought that King Robert's timely return was the key to Duke Jon's recovery.

However, Petyr didn't think so, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong with Maester Pycelle who seemed to have no desires!

Petyr would not arbitrarily trust his intuition, he had already begun to investigate Maester Pycelle to verify the right or wrong of his intuition.

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Maegor Tower, Queen's bedroom.

On the bed, Cersei Lannister, who had just finished turning clouds, pressed Jaime Lannister under her body.

With her slender hands still trembling slightly, Cersei stroked James' handsome face and asked, "Jaime, have you figured it out now?"

James closed his eyes, obsessed with recalling Cersei's tenderness, and did not answer Cersei's question.

Seeing that James kept silent, Cersei, who lost her patience, walked away from James' body, grabbed the white nightgown at the side, and put it on her body.

James sighed, opened his eyes, leaned sideways and supported his cheek with one hand, and said with a smile, "Cersei, what else do you think I can say?"

Cersei glanced sideways at Jaime, but didn't stop what she was doing.

Seeing Cersei in her nightgown about to get up and leave the bed, James smiled dotingly.

James reached out and grabbed Cersei's neck: "I know, I know, what else can I do besides support you at the end of the day?"

Hearing this, the corner of Cersei's mouth finally curved.

Cersei leaned close to James, patted James' face lightly, and said softly, "James, you've become cunning, you have to torment me first, although the process is also pleasant to me, but thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable." Displeased."

James smiled and folded his hands behind his head, looked at Cersei and said, "Cersei, this makes me intoxicated."

Cersei squinted at James, and couldn't help but lower her head, leaving warmth on James' forehead.

Jaime's handsomeness also makes Cersei unconsciously lost.

Cersei lay on James' broad chest with her face sideways: "James, you have changed recently. I don't know where it is, but I can feel it."

James curled his lips, rubbed Cersei's hair, and said, "Cersei, you will always know me best."

As he said that, James sighed slightly, and continued: "I was very confident in investigating the things behind the scenes, but the more information I collected, the more confused I became...I didn't even dare to judge the truth...you noticed The change, in fact, is that I have recognized myself, maybe this is a good thing.”

Cersei narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "What good thing?"

James' tone was full of helplessness: "I think... I may not be suitable for dealing with complicated situations. I think I am more suitable for being a sword, a sword that belongs only to you."

Hearing Jaime's sincere words, Cersei opened her eyes immediately, their pupils sparkling.

From a perspective that James couldn't see, Cersei couldn't help showing a proud look.

Cersei lowered her voice, appearing that her tone was still calm: "Jaime, I support your determination. With your sword and my wisdom, no one will be our opponent. In the future, you will have less trouble, but will One more happiness."

"An extra happiness?"

Cersei, who buried her head in Jaime's chest, nodded.

"The sword has thrown away its thoughts, and only its sharpness remains. For you, the sword that has finally found its sharpness... To celebrate, as a reward, I will reward you once in the future."

Cersei drew circles with her white and tender fingers, and said again: "In case you have to work hard to get a chance to torment me... In order not to affect the sharpness of my sword, and for you, I can only sell some strength, and choose to let you go in advance." You are happy, my Jaime, with a sword in my hand."

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The bright red sun shines on the blue sea, and the sea is shimmering with golden light, shining brightly and colorfully like brocade.

Free trade city-state, governor's mansion.

Daenerys Targaryen "Brother, you can't do this, I'm not a bargain!"

Snapped!
Daenerys was slapped to the ground by Viserys Targaryen.

Viserys straightened his clothes, and said with suppressed madness in his tone, "My sister, don't try to wake the wrath of the Sleeping Dragon."

Daenerys propped her upper body up with one hand, and covered her numb cheek with the other hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

Although Daenerys' maid was also trembling from fear of Viserys, she mustered up the courage to trot over, crouched down and hugged the trembling Daenerys tightly.

Viserys raised his sharp jaw and said, "I said last time was the last time!"

The coldness in Viserys' words made the maid shiver.

"No...don't, brother!"

Daenerys spread her arms in front of the maid.

Daenerys' actions completely angered Viserys.

"I am the Andals, the Rhoynar, King of the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, Guardian of the Realm, Viserys Targaryen III, the one true King of the Iron Throne!"

"How dare you resist me, congratulations, you have successfully awakened the wrath of the sleeping dragon!"

With that, Viserys strode forward, pushing Daenerys away.

Viserys reached out and grabbed the maid's long hair, and then punched and kicked.

Daenerys didn't care about the pain in her body, and wanted to stop her brother's atrocities, but with a bang, Viserys kicked her to the ground.

"Please, please, let her go, let her go..."

Daenerys, helpless, pleads weakly to Viserys.

At first, the maid made noises because of the pain, but now she was slumped on the ground like ooze, without a sound.

After venting the wrath of the Sleeping Dragon, Viserys stood quietly for a while, let out a long breath, and brushed his silver hair with his hand.

Viserys reached out and took Daenerys' chin.

Viserys dragged little Daenerys in front of her.

Daenerys' little face, red and swollen from slaps, had to face the thin face of Viserys, who terrified her so close.

Viserys frowned, and wiped away the tears lying on Daenerys' face with his other hand: "My will is irresistible, do you understand now?"

A smile broke across Viserys' pale face.

Viserys' smile made Daenerys panic even more.

Seeing that Daenerys' answer could not be heard, Viserys increased his strength with the hand holding Daenerys' small face: "Are you resisting me with silence?"

Daenerys' face was distorted by Viserys' huge hands.

The terrified Daenerys spoke with difficulty: "I... know..."

After speaking, Daenerys' tears poured down silently again.

Only then did Viserys smile with satisfaction and let go of Daenerys.

Seeing Daenerys' petite body shaking, Viserys immediately reached out to support her, very gently.

At that moment, Daenerys, who was in despair, was in a trance, whether her brother had returned!

Viserys immediately shattered Daenerys' humble illusions.

"My sister, I need an army, and with an army, I can go home with an army, and I will bring home enough to take back the Iron Throne.

If you have to be married off in order to get these things for me, then you should obediently do it for me.

As long as it allows me to have an army, even if you want every soldier to kill you, I will agree, and if necessary, even the soldiers' horses can be together.

Now I just gave you to someone, you should be laughing... Illyrio is going to bring him here before you dry your tears, I don't want him to see you crying.

I won't forgive you for messing things up because of you...don't try to wake the wrath of the Sleeping Dragon! "

After finishing speaking, Viserys helped Daenerys straighten her messy silver hair, and very gently left a hot moist spot on Daenerys' forehead.

Daenerys let Viserys play with her, her empty eyes seemed to lose all life.

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In the early morning, the sky was dyed with a slight blush, coupled with warm rays of sunshine, floating red and purple clouds.

King's Landing Suburbs.

Dang~~dang~dangdang~dang~dangdang~~~~
Green looked at the majestic silhouette of King's Landing, and the melody of his previous life resurfaced in his mind.

Green pulled the reins.

Green lamented that when he first came to King's Landing two months ago, he was just a Baron of Whisper Castle in the Crab Claw Peninsula.

Now, entering King's Landing for the second time in two months, I am... still Lord Whisperers.

(End of this chapter)