iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 22 A heart longing for peace?

Green did not expect to meet important "plot characters" on the first day he arrived in King's Landing.

Green thought that there would not be so many coincidences in the world.At this time, the Lannister family is still a family of "loving each other". Is Tyrion trying to find out for Cersei in advance?
Tyrion Lannister gave a speech at the audience, in exchange for loud cheers from everyone in the tavern.

Tyrion's squire threw a bag full of golden dragons into the arms of the tavern owner.

In Green's sight, Tyrion straightened his waist and responded reservedly in the face of everyone's loud thanks.

It is now September 297 in the Westeros calendar. Daenerys of the Girl Over Flowers should follow her brother to live in the house of Illyrio Mopatis, the governor of Pentos on the Essos continent.

Tyrion, the future queen, is now spending money like water in Westeros, only enjoying himself.

Life is amazing enough.

Tyrion skipped and sat on the chair across from Green's table. Tyrion's entourage took two empty wine glasses and placed them in front of Green and Tyrion respectively, and filled the wine jug with wine.

Tyrion raised his glass and gestured towards Green, took a sip, and said with emotion: "Summer red from Dorne, rich in fruit aroma, sweet taste, is my favorite..."

Tyrion grinned, and continued: "Every mouthful seems to be tasting the fragrance of a girl's body, and the aftertaste is endless."

Green smiled.

Green put his palms on his chest, nodded and said, "Good night, Lord Tyrion Lannister."

Tyrion leaned back in the chair, holding the wine glass: "Has my reputation resounded across the peninsula? It is a great honor to be surprised."

Green raised his glass and took a sip of Xia Rihong. This time he didn't frown again, and it tasted good.

"In my childhood memories, as long as I don't want to sleep, my mother will always use your reputation to scare me. You are the shadow of my childhood. When I grow up, I understand that it is a white lie of my mother. Therefore, it is not surprising that I can recognize you."

"Aha, that must be a miserable memory!"

Green smiled, as if feeling emotional: "My hometown is too far away."

Tyrion reached out and grabbed the barbecue on the plate, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and suddenly said, "Aren't you worried about the king's hand?"

Green shook his head: "Big people don't deliberately pay attention to a small person."

Tyrion raised his glass again: "When I was your age, I often dreamed that one day I would have my own dragon. Are you worrying about inheriting the family business?"

"My legs are too short and my head is too big, but the head is just right for me. I know what I can and can't do with it. It's my weapon. Jaime has his sword, King Robert has his hammer, and I have my head... What about you, little baron?"

Tyrion's final tone was scornful.

Unexpectedly, Green felt a kind reminder from Tyrion's words.

Tyrion lowered his head to drink, raised his eyes and glanced at Green who was still indifferent.

Tyrion put down his glass and stared at Grimm with interest.

A faint smile appeared on Green's lips: "A heart yearning for peace? I don't think anyone is willing to stop a heart yearning for peace."

Tyrion was surprised by Green's answer, paused for a while, and laughed loudly: "Yeah, everyone likes it, respect peace!"

After laughing, Tyrion's tone became serious: "I'm Ni, and I would make similar choices. But, young man, I have to remind you that our queen is very capricious occasionally, not the waywardness that is generally recognized. My suggestion to you is to bring James with you at this time, only James can persuade our highness."

"I will remember, Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion's entire body was almost lying on the table, staring at Green, his tone became more serious: "So, Baron Green, tell me, are you still a virgin?"

Sure enough, just now Green felt that Tyrion was going to play tricks again.

Facing Tyrion, who was already smiling, Green looked complicated, shaking his head firmly in denial.

Tyrion laughed even louder.

Green propped his chin, why don't you listen to a song at night?The point is to listen to the music.

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In the early morning of the next day, hook port, a temporary house.

Green woke up and rubbed his head.

Drunken wine is like falling in love with the wrong person. When the alcohol is over, you wake up, and then Green feels distressed, and loves Jinlong.

Tyrion's mind is filled with too many secrets of Westeros, and he is eloquent. Green is drinking while listening, and he gets drunk unconsciously.

Still not satisfied, the two hooked up to listen to the music again, and Green threw money here and there generously.

Green repented and told himself, only this time.

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The Reach, Horn Hill, the sun is rising.

Samwell Tarly dragged his overly large body, held his breath, and found his father—Rando Tarly.

Samwell Tarly was very fat, with dark hair and gray eyes in a huge round face.

The bald Landau Tarly sat majestically at the breakfast table with his family, which was quiet save for the slight clatter of knives and forks and whispers.

The arrival of Samwell Tarly seemed to break the family's warm meal. Randyll Tarly just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, ignoring Samwell's cautious eyes on him.

The only people at the table were Randall Tarly's youngest son and Samwell Tarly's brother, and Dickon Tarly whispered hello to Samwell.

"Father... Father, excuse me... I take the liberty. I..."

Samwell couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

Bang!
Lando Tarly put down his knife and fork, and the rest silently stopped eating.

"Idiot, since you know it's an interruption, why did you come here at this time! Look at you, you're covered in useless fat!"

Samwell shrank his neck in fright.

"Weak, fat, just put your face in a book and read all day about the achievements of people better than you."

"You are about to become an adult, but you are not worthy to inherit my territory and title."

Landau Tully's wife, Melissa Florent, couldn't stand it, but she didn't want to argue with her husband in front of the children, so she left the table angrily and expressed her dissatisfaction to her husband.

His wife's absence still helped, and Randyll Tarly stopped humiliating Samwell.

Samwell looked at the back of his mother leaving with guilt.

Samwell was born into this family with the hopes and sustenance of Randyll Tarly, and he was given too much expectation from birth.

Born as the eldest son, Samwell was given too much hope by his father Randall.

When Sam was very young, Lando Tarly loved his son very much.But as Sam grew up, Lando Tully found that his son was not what he expected.

Although Lando Tarly had exhausted his efforts to train Samwell, he seemed helpless in front of Samwell.

When this hope was shattered bit by bit, the upright and rigid Lando Tarly was completely disappointed in his son, and even hated him to the bone.

"Father...Father, I... have studied the Kleiber family's operations."

(End of this chapter)