Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 1 Tyrion's Bride
East coast of Westeros.

The imperial forest stretching for thousands of miles is across the river from Junlin City by the sea.

There are few people in the royal forest, and it has been the private hunting area of ​​the king of Westeros since the Targaryen dynasty.

On this day, it ushered in two new heavyweight guests:
The young crown prince who inherited the beauty of his mother "Light of the West", Joffrey Baratheon.

And the clever dwarf - "Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister.

Although it's called hunting, they obviously don't mean it.

After ordering the accompanying hunting team and guards to move freely, the two walked alone together and gradually sank into the deep woods.

……

The Imperial Forest is a paradise of trees.

The deeper you look, the thicker and denser the tree roots exposed on the ground.

The "little devil" walked around on short legs, walking more and more slowly, and finally had no choice but to stop.

"All right, dear Prince. The road to the royal forest is not easy, especially for your uncle and me."

Tyrion's trademark banter sounded.

Joffrey turned and stood still, smoothing the slightly messy blond curls around his ears.

Under the dense shade of trees, the two stood opposite each other.

Tyrion couldn't help wondering if he was dreaming.

The majestic Prince Joffrey would actually invite the "little devil" to have a secret talk.

The weirdest thing was that Joffrey didn't seem to be looking at his shameful dwarf uncle at this moment, but at a person, an ordinary, normal person.

Tyrion is willing to give everything in exchange for people's eyes like this.

"Let's talk here if you have any whispers. An ordinary corner in the imperial forest is simply the best place for murder. It's absolutely secret."

Could it be another prank?

His eyes, one black and one blue, were fixed on Joffrey's fair face.

Joffrey lowered his eyes, looked at the dwarf uncle who was more than a head shorter than himself, and sighed softly.

Tyrion, Tyrion.

First meeting, from now on, I will be Joffrey.

Inexplicably, I came to the world of "A Song of Ice and Fire"/"Game of Thrones".

He was very excited, but also a little apprehensive.

According to the plot, only two years later, "I" will be poisoned to death.

In order not to end up in such a tragic end, we must act immediately and unite all forces that can be united.

"We have always been good friends, Uncle Tyrion."

Tyrion almost laughed out loud.

"Ha! You've won, Joffrey dear, you've won! That's definitely the funniest joke I've ever heard!"

Here and now, Joffrey finally didn't have to bother playing dumb anymore.

"Look here, how suitable for friends to talk. There is no eyeliner everywhere in the city, no secret passages from the Red Castle, and no weirwood from the old gods."

Red Castle Secret Road?Tyrion was keenly aware of the key message.

Could this be the eunuch's secret weapon?

How would he know?

Tyrion was amazed.

How did Joffrey suddenly seem like a true heir to the kingdom?What a miracle.

Are the gods blind?

"Then, my dear friend, what do you want to talk about?"

Tyrion grew curious.

Joffrey was silent for a few breaths, with just the right amount of confusion in his expression.

Then he shook his head and sighed.

"It was like a dream. Until now, I don't want to believe that those things will really happen."

"I saw so many images I had never seen before. Betrayal, war, weddings, death, familiar people, and strange faces."

"Of course there are, too, Uncle Tyrion."

He looked into Tyrion's eyes, his face full of seriousness.

"Maybe it's a gift from the gods, or something else. The fact is——I see the future."

……

A gust of wind blew just in time, and the rustling of leaves made Tyrion smile.

So have you seen who your biological father is?

Sorry for being so mean.

"I see. I'd love to believe it, but friends should be honest, right?"

Not too veiled sarcasm, but Joffrey didn't mind it.

He smiled back, "My friend, if it were me, I wouldn't jump to conclusions so quickly."

Joffrey recalled those heart-pounding plots and episodes, and his expression became more and more dazed.

"I really hope it's just a vain dream."

"The future is terrible. The truth is always cruel, the power is dangerous and fascinating, and the secrets, plots, and killings are endless."

"I grew up because of it."

Tyrion said nothing, as if intending to listen to the end.

Joffrey decided to reveal some information that was not of much practical use, "I saw it. Prime Minister Jon Arryn is about to die, and my father will go north to Winterfell to invite Duke Eddard to succeed him."

Tyrion's expression moved slightly, "Hmm. Good story, just don't let Lord Jon hear it."

"I also read that Chief Intelligence Varys plots to restore the Targaryen dynasty, or Blackfyre. Chancellor of the Exchequer Petyr Baelish covets the Iron Throne and plots to start a war."

"The two of them are indeed not good people, but such accusations are too much."

"A red comet will appear in a few months, and its light will compete with the sun and the moon."

"I'll wait and see."

"The night is coming."

"Doomsday, I really want to see it."

Sure enough, Tyrion didn't show the slightest belief, he was as stubborn as a rock in Casterly Rock.

Although he couldn't bear it, Joffrey knew that he had to make a bigger move.

"Tessa."

The smile froze on Tyrion's face for an instant.

He had never expected to hear that name from Joffrey's lips.

The layers of defense in his heart immediately collapsed.

Those painful memories that he didn't dare to think about until now all popped out, like a sharp sword, ruthlessly pierced into his mind.

Tessa, oh, Tessa.

My first woman, my true love, my bride, was a whore Jaime bought.

A whore, a whore full of lies.

Lord Tywin gave an order, and the Lannister soldiers lined up, one, ten, one hundred, and Tyrion went last.

Since then, after being forced to witness and participate in the "work content" of his wife.

Tyrion no longer expected to be loved by a woman.

Joffrey lowered his voice, trying not to provoke the "limp" at the moment.

"Tessa, what a wonderful person. Frankly, I feel sorry for you. It's such a tragedy, it's unimaginable. Poor, sad, sad."

"do not talk."

"One hundred silver stags and one golden dragon."

The prostitution wages of ordinary soldiers are a silver stag higher than the market price.Lannister is naturally even more different. Duke Tywin threw a whole golden dragon to Tessa for Tyrion.

"Shut up." Tyrion's expression became more ferocious.

Joffrey was also infected.

In all fairness, he didn't want to rip out Tyrion's scar either.But the opportunity across the narrow sea is fleeting, and cooperation with Tyrion must be reached as soon as possible.

Tyrion refused to let go of his guard for a long time, so he had to disturb poor Tessa.

Seeing the timing, Joffrey said again, "Although the past cannot be changed. But as an ordinary peasant girl, you can kill her father for her in a few years. I believe she will feel some comfort."

Tyrion was about to be completely overwhelmed by painful memories.But at this moment, he seemed to see the light of hope and redemption.

"Peasant girl?! Tessa, isn't she... whore?"

It is gratifying that the father is kind and the son is filial.

"Uncle James himself. She's pure."

James?James.Tyrion froze for a few seconds before his eyes darkened again.

Joffrey felt pain, doubt, relief, hatred, and many other unspeakable things in those eyes.

What would Tyrion do, to hate Jaime?Patricide again?Bear revenge?

Joffrey couldn't be sure, but he was prepared.

"I'm sorry, but it's true. Go ask Uncle James, seriously."

Joffrey was very sincere.

"I don't want to, and I won't hurt you."

"We can be true friends and help each other out."

He really thought so.

Knowing the truth about Tessa, it is no longer possible for Tyrion to integrate into the Lannister family.

Such Tyrion will surely become his real arm.

The wind rang for a long time...

Tyrion didn't explode like in the plot.

He just asked: "How is Tessa? Where is she now?"

The voice was tired and dry.His face was full of hope.

Joffrey was helpless.

"I only saw your conversation. Grandpa didn't know, but he didn't kill her, he just drove her away."

"Where can a whore go?" also troubled countless fans of books and dramas.

Maybe in Braavos, maybe in King's Landing, maybe living somewhere, maybe...

Joffrey could only do his best to appease and make promises.

"Cheer up, Tyrion."

"When I become king, I can mobilize the power of the entire kingdom to help you. Tessa must still be alive, and we will definitely find her!"

"There is still hope!"

Time and hope heal almost all wounds, as long as they don't break down completely.

Tyrion tried to calm down his expression, he really didn't want to show his weakness in front of Joffrey.

He buried all the waves in his heart.

Yes, there is still hope.

I can't give up!Tessa, Tessa is still waiting for me.

I will be a better person.

Gradually, the "preferential treatment" he received as a dwarf for more than 20 years, those eyes, whispers and movements kept appearing in his mind.

Tyrion is determined not to let the world have its way.

So what if he was born dwarf, misshapen and ugly? !Even if I am cursed and rejected by the gods, I will never admit defeat!
You all watch.

I prefer to live on and watch my father's body be buried with my own eyes.

You all watch.

Under the witness of the Archbishop, I will make a sacred and solemn seven-fold marriage vow with Tessa in the Cathedral of Baylor!
I want to be in the limelight.

Inherit Casterly Rock! !

(End of this chapter)