Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

There are also two cups of milk with unusually pure fragrance.

"Ser Edmure, please use it."

Domeric put a smile on his face and greeted the man in front of him.

Edmure Tully has the auburn hair of the Tully family, is of medium height, and looks very powerful with a beard.

But Domeric knew that he was actually a "weak chicken", both politically and militarily.

Edmure Tully is the third son of the late Lord Hoster and Minissa River. He is young, kind, but sometimes hot-headed.

During the War of the Five Kings, Edmure shouldered the burden of commanding the nobles of the Riverlands because his father, Lord Hoster, was seriously ill.

When Tywin Lannister was burning, killing and looting in the Riverlands, he chose to take the refugees into Riverrun, even if it meant a significant increase in food consumption in the city.

Then, Edmure heard that the Lannister army was gathering under the city. He did not follow the advice of his uncle "Blackfish" Brynden and rashly summoned his vassal army.

As a result, he was defeated miserably at the hands of the "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister, and he was captured alive and imprisoned in the Golden Teeth City.

Later, my good nephew Robb was afraid that his uncle would be lonely, so he also went in to accompany him...

"Please." Edmure looked a little restrained. This feeling was really strange!

Eating in my own castle is a bit overwhelming.

The dining atmosphere was quite harmonious.

The "Hand of the King" has been concerned about how his body is recovering?

Speaking of which, he was deprived of his position as "Duke of Riverrun", and Domeric Bolton also played a role behind the scenes. He was obviously his niece's fiancé, but he didn't stand on his side?

Criticisms from the inside, the current Edmure Tully is simply unable to resist the authority of the "Hand of the King".

But what does the Hand of the King want to talk to him about?

When Domeric ordered the maid to change into desserts, Edmure tentatively raised his doubts.

"Sir Edmure must have been present at the meeting after the Golden Teeth City celebration banquet," Domeric said.

"I was there, with my uncle, Lord Brynden." Speaking of this, Edmure had an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

"At the meeting, I proposed that merchants from the Free City State take over the gold mining, and everyone agreed."

"That's right." Edmure nodded.

Domeric then spread his hands and said, "But now, I haven't even found an envoy to the Free City to discuss gold mining..."

Edmure was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he realize that this king's hand wanted to recruit him and let him go on a mission to the Free City.

Poor gods!

Edmure Tully had never been out of the Riverlands in his life, and spent most of his days in Riverrun, let alone the Free City-State on the other side of the Narrow Sea, thousands of miles away.

Edmure moved his buttocks on the chair: "Uh... Lord Domeric, can you let me think about it first?"

"Consider? The nobles of the three realms, as well as Wangling and the four realms are eagerly looking at the benefits of the gold mine. They can't wait for the mining teams of the Free City to fly over to help them mine gold... Sir Edmure, you can't be Be prepared to give up this opportunity to prove yourself..."

Domeric was also helpless.

He was originally planning to send his finance minister, Earl Fat Wyman, to the Free City-State to discuss gold mining matters.

But Fat Earl Weiman happened to suffer from gout. Not to mention traveling across the sea, even walking had to be carried by others.

The remaining candidates include "little devil" Tyrion Lannister and "secret lover" Wilfield Mandler.

In the former case, Tyrion has small arms and legs. It is easy for him to have an accident when traveling to the Free City. It would be even worse if he was picked up by Daenerys, the "Dragon Mother".

In the latter, Domeric really couldn't bear to let his lover sleep in the open air, travel across the sea, and adventure on the other side of the Narrow Sea.

And this person in front of me:

Although Edmure Tully has mediocre abilities, he has a noble status.

His father and uncle are both Dukes of Riverrun, and he is also the heir to Riverrun. This noble status makes it easy to win the trust of big businessmen in the Free City.

"But..." Edmure looked embarrassed.

"There is nothing good to say." Domeric interrupted, threatening and deceiving: "Sir Edmure, you know, because of your previous defeat at Riverrun, the nobles of the Riverlands are already very dissatisfied with you!"

Edmure said with a sad face:

"I know that I made a big mistake under Riverrun, and I am willing to atone for it. For example, duel with the Kingslayer? Join the Beggar Gang and practice for seven years? Bind my thighs and swim in the Sunset Sea?"

Domeric spread his hands and smiled helplessly: "I admit that these ideas of yours are very interesting!

But what good would it do to the nobles of the Riverlands whose homes were destroyed in the Lannister raids?

What they want now is not your atonement, but the gold from Golden Tooth City, the gold to rebuild their homeland!

You must take this opportunity to prove your ability to the river nobles again.

I have already contacted Governor Illyrio of Pandos. If you go there, you can ask him directly for help..."

Edmure was silent.

Before he could finish digesting these words, Domeric's next words also shocked him.

"I will not force this matter. Everything depends on you, Sir Edmure. But I have to tell you some bad news. Lord Janos Bracken of Stonehedge, you know, right? He has been teasing you. I want to marry my youngest daughter to Duke Brynden..."

"Damn it! That girl is only 15 years old and my uncle is old enough to be her grandfather!"

Edmure suddenly remembered something terrible.

Uncle Brynden has never had children because he is not married, but it does not mean that he cannot have children.

If you get married, you will give birth to a fat cousin.

The position of Duke of Riverrun that originally belonged to him was up for grabs!

"You may be right, but Earl Janos and Duke Brynden will definitely not care about this... What if your uncle, Duke Brynden, really gets married and has children..."

"God damn it, I hope the White Walkers take my damn uncle!"

Edmure lamented.

Domeric suppressed his laughter and continued to persuade: "You are Sansa's uncle. Naturally, I am willing to help you disrupt Lord Janos Bracken's marriage intention, but the premise is..."

Edmure's face was twisted, his expression almost turning into a mask of pain.

He took a few heavy breaths and said with difficulty:

"I promise you! Serve as an envoy to the Free City..."

Chapter 268 Farewell Banquet and Milk Bath

This is a farewell party for Edmure Tully.

The scale is not large, it is a small family banquet.

Present were Lady Catelyn, Sansa, Arya, and a small number of more noble nobles...

The first course of dinner is the thick crystal pumpkin sweet soup, which is extremely delicious!

Then the waiter brought out plates of grilled ribs, pan-fried lamb chops, pork shank, buttered bread wrapped in garlic and herbs...

"Edmure, please be careful along the way."

Lady Caitlin looked at her brother who was traveling away from home for the first time and warned him.

"Don't worry, sister, I am heading to the Free City-State with an important mission for the kingdom. Those slave owners and big businessmen will only treat me with courtesy..."

"Uncle Edmure, can you bring me some plant essential oil when you go to the Free Cities? The ones Lord Domeric gave me before are almost used up." Sansa on the side begged.

The corner of Edmure's mouth twitched, and he looked embarrassed:

"Sansa, I am not as rich as Lord Domeric. I heard that plant essential oils in the Free City are extremely precious and are worth as much as gold."

"Oh, please," Sansa said, "I want it so much."

Edmure had a constipated look on his face. He was obviously taking a huge risk to go to the Free City, but in the eyes of his niece, it seemed like he was going on a trip.

All kinds of dangers are possible on the other side of the Narrow Sea. Prince Viserys of the Targaryen family was brutally killed by the Dothraki. Who is he, the son of a mere duke?

"It's rare to go out to sea, so don't worry, Sansa, I'll try my best to get you some."

In the end, unable to withstand her niece's request, Edmure thought that by trying to please her, she might be able to please her fiancé, Lord Domeric, Hand of the King.

Arya could see that her uncle was reluctant to agree to this.

Edmure looked at Arya and looked at him with wide eyes, "You don't want plant essential oils too, do you?"

"What plant essential oils am I not interested in?" Arya said disdainfully.

But before Edmour could breathe a sigh of relief.

"I heard from Lord Domeric that the Dothraki use dragon bones to make arrows. With a dragon bone bow, the archer can easily exceed the range of ordinary bows and arrows. Uncle, can you get me a dragon bone bow?"

She was about to learn archery from Lord Domeric, and a good bow was indispensable.

"Dragon bone bow, that is a rare treasure!"

Seeing Arya opening her mouth, Edmure lost his composure. What happened to these nieces?

How to ask for gifts, each one is more luxurious than the other!

"Forget it if you don't have it!" Arya gave her uncle a look that broke his guard.

"I'm full," Edmure said to the table.

He had already seen the hesitant expression on his sister, Lady Catelyn's face, and it would be too late if he didn't leave.

After saying that, he ran out of the hall as if running away.

After Edmure left, Sansa immediately started whispering excitedly to Arya.

The two girls laughed at their uncle for being too stingy and reluctant to give up any small gifts. He was no match for Lord Domeric!

Arya has grown up a lot because of Domeric's help, and she has become more confident in front of her sister Sansa.

She quickly stuffed the food on the plate into her mouth and prepared to go back to practice swordsmanship.

Lord Domeric said that only by perseverance and practice can one become a master of swordsmanship like him.

"Wait, Arya, where are you going?" Lady Catelyn asked.