Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 162: Rebellion in King's Landing 2
Arya didn't answer after hearing this, but just looked at Ned angrily.

Ned squatted down and gently stroked Arya's hair, his eyes full of guilt. "Arya, there will be plenty of time to learn swordsmanship in the future, but right now, your safety is the most important. I... I'm sorry that I can't stay with you all the time. Please listen to me for the return journey."

Sansa's eyes were red, "Father, we don't want to leave you."

Ned stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his voice calm. "Go, girls, let the nun help you pack your things."

Sansa and Arya looked at each other and left the room reluctantly.

Ned sighed slowly. This time he brought thirty guards with him. They were all northerners who had followed him for many years and were loyal to him and the Stark family. They were the most trusted force in King's Landing. However, considering the safety of his daughters, he still called his captain of the guards, Jory Cassel, and ordered:

"I want you to select twenty men to escort my daughters out of King's Landing." Ned's voice was deep and powerful. "You will lead the team and set off immediately."

Jory had his doubts after hearing this, but looking at Ned's serious expression, he nodded slightly and said seriously: "Don't worry, my lord. I will ensure their safety even if it costs my life."

Ned smiled with relief and continued, "It's easy to be intercepted on land. Go hire a ship and leave by sea."

Jory said solemnly, "I understand, my lord. I will arrange everything as soon as possible."

At this time, the nun came in and said, "Sir, the ladies' things are packed."

Ned nodded and said to Jory, "Take them away. Make sure they are safe."

The two girls looked back every few steps, their eyes full of reluctance. Ned watched them leaving, with endless worry in his heart.

King's Landing is located on the north bank of the Blackwater River, stretching over three hills, bordering the east coast and overlooking Blackwater Bay.

The red fort on the top of the hill serves as the inner city, and the high walls built later serve as the outer city, forming a commanding city defense layout.

King's Landing is the capital and the largest of the five ports. Commercial activities here are very prosperous. Cargo ships come in and out of the port, bringing goods from afar to King's Landing and shipping King's Landing's specialties to all parts of the world.

However, the air in King's Landing was always filled with an unbearable smell of feces and urine, garbage piled up like mountains in the narrow streets, and sewage flowed everywhere.

No one has ever counted how many people there are in King's Landing. Due to population mobility, even those in power cannot fully count the population.

The people in the city were busy with their lives as usual, however, the atmosphere today was somewhat unusual.

The golden-robed soldiers of the capital's garrison suddenly mobilized on a large scale in the city. They were dressed in shining armor, marched in haste, and the weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the sun.

Pedestrians on the street stopped and looked at the actions of the men in golden robes in surprise.

Some people began to whisper to each other, discussing this sudden change in low voices.

"Is there an important person going on a trip? Why are there suddenly so many golden robes?" said an old man selling fruit with a frown.

"Who knows? Maybe the drunkard king is going on a trip and should stay away from these golden robes and not mess with them." A woman next to her echoed, her face full of disgust.

There are seven gates in King's Landing, and only the River Gate is close to the port.

At this moment, the number of gold cloaks here has increased significantly. They quickly gathered at the city gate and watched everything around them vigilantly. The Onion Knight, Davos Seaworth, was about to enter the city with his son, Mathos. He had just brought back two new ships from the shipyard in Seagull Town. After handing the ships over to the fleet, he was about to report to Stannis when he noticed the abnormal behavior at the city gate.

Davos was born in Flea Bottom and had a natural aversion and sensitivity to golden cloaks. As he watched the golden cloaks gathering at the River Gate, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

But he didn't speculate too much, thinking to himself, "When I meet Lord Stannis, I will know the reason behind this." He frowned slightly and continued to walk towards the river gate.

The moment Davos walked through the River Gate and entered King's Landing, he was greeted by a cacophony of voices and sounds.

Feeling the familiar bustle of King's Landing, Davos smiled with satisfaction, and the fatigue from a month's sailing gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, a dull bell sound broke the noise. He immediately felt uneasy. In King's Landing, the bells never rang for no reason. Every time they rang, it meant something big happened.

Usually, rapid and short bells mean an alarm of foreign invasion; slow and continuous bells are announcing major celebrations or ceremonies; and different rhythms and durations do have different meanings, but although Davos grew up in King's Landing, he can't fully understand every meaning of them.

But when the bells rang seven times, one after another, steadily and rhythmically.

Davos' heart tightened involuntarily, he was very familiar with this bell sound, seven bells meant the death of a great man.

At the same time, as the bells rang, the golden robes who had gathered here before quickly took action. They quickly closed the city gates and set up defenses in front of the gates.

The heavy city gate creaked, as if warning of the coming storm.

The crowd was instantly in chaos. People looked around in panic and discussed who had died.

All kinds of speculations and worries spread among the crowd, and the atmosphere of fear hung over the entire city like a dark cloud.

Davos became increasingly uneasy, and he wanted to rush to the Red Keep to see Stannis and learn from him what was going on.

Mathos, who was standing by, asked in confusion, "Father, what's going on with this bell sound?"

Davos replied solemnly, "Seven bells usually mean the death of a royal family member or a minister. But we won't know who it is until we reach the Red Keep."

Mathos couldn't help but ask, "Father, could it be the king? Why did these golden robes suddenly close the city gates? Do they know something?"

Davos shook his head slightly and said, "Don't speculate now. We must go to see Lord Stannis as soon as possible and learn the situation from him."

Masos nodded, and followed his father as he quickened his pace towards the Red Castle.

At the same time, inside the Red Castle, shouts of killing were deafening, the sounds of swords clashing with shields, and angry shouts were intertwined, shrouding the entire Red Castle in a tense and bloody atmosphere.

Jaime Lannister, dressed in golden armor and with a cold expression, was commanding nearly a hundred soldiers in gold cloaks and from the Lannister family, and was fighting with Stannis and Ned's guards.

Although the golden-robed men were numerous, their performance in the battle was disappointing, and they seemed helpless in the face of the opponent's elite guards.

(End of this chapter)