Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire.

Chapter 310 Changes in Westeros

"Da da da!"

A chestnut warhorse raised its strong legs and galloped quickly through the crowded streets of King's Landing.

"Get out of the way!" Behind the war horses, several cavalrymen raised their swords and shouted, driving away the civilians who were setting up stalls to do small business on the road, the actors who were performing acrobatics, and the children who were running around and blocking the road.

"Whoa!~" The chestnut warhorse was barely able to move and change direction as the knight pulled its reins hard, almost hitting an innocent child.

The knight waved his hand, and the team immediately started to shout and neigh. In an instant, they leaped over the corner of the street and rushed towards the other end.

The children on the street only know the shadows passing by above their heads, and when they turn around in a daze, everything returns to the hustle and bustle of the street.

No one from King's Landing looked at the group of knights rushing to the Red Castle. At most, they only saw the emblems on the knight's shield and the patterns painted on the flags in the hands of his followers, all of which were mouth-watering tender grapes. They also vaguely remembered that there was such a great noble, but it was of no importance to the common people.

The most important thing for them now is to worry about food supplies for the winter. Some brave and careful people are collecting their household tools, and are keenly aware of the recent movements of the blacksmiths, mercenaries and even merchants in King's Landing. They are quietly preparing to leave King's Landing and head north along the King's Road to the city where the children of the forest and humans made an oath, which is the once cursed city of Harrenhal.

It is said that the civilians in the riverlands, especially those along the Green Fork River, have spontaneously built houses around the huge castle. Some people have noticed that Prime Minister Artis Arryn is also promoting this matter. A large number of soldiers followed their lord to repair farmland and build water conservancy projects near Harrenhal.

The prostitutes in King's Landing were more aware of this trend. The brothels left behind by Littlefinger were being relocated in large numbers, and many prostitutes followed the Vale army's camp north to Harrenhal to settle down.

This move caused concern among the royal nobles, who were worried that it would affect economic exchanges around King's Landing.

However, when they tried to report all this to the king, they were ignored. The king had no interest in the Iron Throne and acquiesced to this change.

The nobles, unaware of the inside story, chose to travel north to Harrenhal to discuss the matter with the Hand of the King.

After a lot of back and forth, the Hundred Hearths of Harrenhal replaced the Red Keep. Due to military jurisdiction, civilians still could not go to the Hundred Hearths to find the Prime Minister to resolve matters, but the royal nobles and many property-owning knights in the riverlands tacitly acknowledged the role of the Hundred Hearths and chose to hold meetings there.

The knight from Qingting Island did not stop at the gate of the Red Castle for a moment, but walked straight into the Red Castle.

Red Castle, Imperial Conference Hall.

Barristan spread out his handkerchief, wiped his sword with the water, and pointed the blade at the whetstone, again and again.

The sword had sharp edges on both sides, with gravel chips clinging to the surface. After being shaken lightly and immersed in water, it became shiny.

"I need to see the king! I need to leave the city and return to the Arbor!"

"The king has no time. If you have any government affairs, please go north to find Prime Minister Arryn." Barristan turned his head and recognized the mediocre face.

"Ser Hober Redwyne, I am deeply sorry for what happened to your father." Barristan thought for a few times and said to him with a serious expression.

"The Ironmen are traitors. We need the armies of Arryn, Lannister, and the riverlands to quell the rebellion!" Hobber is not as calm as his brother. Perhaps Lord Redwyne left him in King's Landing to ensure the safety of his bloodline and the safety of the march.

Barristan looked at him sympathetically. "I am where the king is. If you need a decree, I'm afraid Artys Arryn of Harrenhal is your best bet. If you notice, the Red Keep has been deserted for some time by all but commoners."

"Besides, there seems to be something more important than the Ironborn," Barristan continued. He looked at the letter in his hand. It was a letter sent from Nightsong. The Dornishmen stopped the confrontation with the Knights of the Borderlands, and almost all the troops stationed at Prince's Pass retreated back to Dorne. "Lord Carron volunteered to lead the troops to besiege Storm's End."

Even though he had read it many times, Barristan still frowned slightly. Lord Cullen did this just to distance himself from his illegitimate brother who supported Princess Celine to become king. The latter took away one-third of Nightsong City's army with his strong prestige in the army. Many nobles in Stormland even mistakenly thought that it was Nightsong City's instruction because of the illegitimate brother's position. This made Lord Cullen, who had just recaptured Nightsong City, very distressed. Hopper frowned, "Sir Barristan, what do you mean..."

"Lord Artis Arryn has not yet expressed his position on the issue of the Reach," said Barristan, "but he has implemented many policies regarding the Stormlands and the North, making peace with the North and sending me to retake the Stormlands..."

"Sending you?"

"There is also Ser Loras Tyrell who volunteered. I don't know what Artis said to him, but this ser seems determined to expand the kingdom's territory, especially to fight Stannis."

Sir Hopper frowned, he had not yet figured out the connection between himself and this matter.

"I advise you to think carefully about why your father took your brother away but not you." Barristan grasped the sword, "Come with me to Storm's End and join the battle."

Storm's End is strong and can only be besieged but not attacked by force. Moreover, most of the troops dispatched are knights from the borderlands of Dorne and have little to do with the knights from the Green Lands.

This will save all the hostages' lives, Barristan thought.

……

The moment the ship was blown away by the storm, Stannis felt that he was going to die.

"Without money and without Varys, what else can I do?" The captain was soaked all over. He loosened his grip on the reef and slid into the sea like a fish familiar with the water, never to be seen again.

He did not choose to commit suicide. He saw sand and gravel, which looked familiar. Only in the storm land could there be such large areas of rocks.

He was entangled in a fishing net and was pulled ashore.

"Thank God, we were not swallowed by the sea monster!" the fisherman shouted in his ear.

I am your king... Stannis wanted to shout loudly, but his reason told him not to. He knew that the nobles of the Stormlands would never obey him.

Stannis felt rough hands touching his face, and a voice vibrated his ears: "Was your ship attacked by a tentacle monster?"

"What?" Stannis had no idea why his ship had suddenly crashed into a huge hole, but he was sure it was not a sea monster. "It was a storm, not a sea monster. What sea monster?"

"It must be a sea monster." There was a thin boy next to the fisherman. His eyes were clear and he was very confident. "From what I saw, all the people who suffered at sea recently said that they were attacked by sea monsters. They went crazy. They only moved in the north before. There was no way they could come to Storm's End."

"Storm's End?" Stannis confirmed the location. He pulled the fisherman's linen sleeve. "Take me to Storm's End. I promise that you will get the honor you deserve..."

After saying the word "honor", the fisherman looked at him in confusion, "Are you the master?"

Stannis swallowed. "The Lord of Storm's End and I are old friends. He can give you gold dragons."

The fisherman opened his eyes wide and said, "Okay, follow me."

(End of this chapter)