Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Chapter 146 Breathe
Tyrion shaved his beard, stroked his chin, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Pod was hurriedly arranging his ceremonial robe. This was what Tyrion should wear at the banquet. It was probably many sizes too small. The attendant licked his lips and faced the complicated details of the ceremonial robe at a loss. pockets and buttons.

Tyrion raised his arms and patted Pod on the back, "Don't bother, Pod." He took the robe and turned it over with a frown, "Fancy stuff, not practical at all..."

Pod was a little puzzled, "Isn't this a dress? Prime Minister, how beautiful it is. Look at the color and the golden lion embroidered on it..."

Tyrion put it on skillfully and muttered, "I got it wrong, Pod." He opened his arms and pointed at the sleeve strips below, "Tie it up, Pod."

Pod knelt down and was about to tie the rope when Tyrion's joking words suddenly sounded, "You have to remember, Pod, don't wear this dress when you face the lovely courtesans in King's Landing." Looking at Pod With a puzzled look on his face, he raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, "What if you can't untie it in a short time and your hard cock loses interest?"

With a smile on his face, Tyrion looked teasingly at Pod, who lowered his head and looked shocked.

"Okay, okay, I'm teasing you, Pod," Tyrion tapped the squire with his finger, "You are my squire, the squire of the king who saves the kingdom from danger. Don't act like an ignorant beggar every day."

Tyrion walked to the balcony and suddenly opened the window. The bright sunshine shone on his face, hugging his dwarf body with warmth. Comfort and satisfaction surged in his heart.

I've done this, the Lannister needs me...even a dwarf, a Lannister lion...

Tyrion closed his eyes and enjoyed the sunshine. Roose Bolton led his headquarters back to the town of Maiden, and even left the captured royal nobles in their respective castles. Although soldiers were arranged to guard them, the purpose It couldn't be more obvious. Four thousand northern soldiers from the Taoha family and the Glover family stayed in Duskendale City, but they could only defend the city.

Compared with the threats it faced before, the pressure on King's Landing has been greatly reduced.

Tyrion appointed Bronn as the commander of the capital garrison, and severely reorganized the Golden Robes. The food from the Riverlands eased the pressure on the Golden Robes, so they maintained a strength of more than [-] people.

Coupled with the two hundred Lannister guards his father left for him, the situation in King's Landing is completely stable.

"After all the bad things these days, I finally have a chance to breathe..." Tyrion muttered to himself, took a long breath, and closed the window.

"I am your king, but now I am like a wild dog on the roadside! Being manipulated at will!"

Joffrey threw the long sword in his hand to the floor, and the sword's edge hit the ground of Casterly Rock with a loud collision.

Cersei's red lips pursed the rim of the wine glass, and her eyes looked coldly at Damion Lannister, who stood upright in front of Xiao Qiao. Her father led the main force of the West to meet the enemy, entrusting Casterly Rock to this man. Cousin of Lannister.

Damion pursed his lips. The Lannister knight seemed to have not yet recovered from the news that his eldest son had died on the battlefield, and his eyes were still filled with sadness.

Poor ghost, you should be proud of your son. At least he died on the battlefield defending Little Joe and the Lannister, and died under the sword of the rude northerners, unlike you who hid in Casterly Rock. Behind the mountains, you look like a coward. There is not even any news about Jaime. It is a huge mistake for your father to let you be the acting lord of Casterly Rock.

As the red wine went down her throat, Cersei thought of James. She squeezed the wine glass with a slight force, her fingers turned white under pressure, and there was a hint of anger in the Queen Mother's eyes.

"And I was driven from King's Landing, where there were thousands of troops, to Casterly Rock, where there were only a few hundred people by Tywin Lannister." Joffrey's face turned red, and he looked at Damion Lannister with wide eyes. , his tone was full of doubts, "Don't you think I, your king, can't count?"

When Cersei heard Joffrey mention Tywin, her eyes lowered slightly and looked at the bottom of the wine glass.

Damian raised his eyes to look at the angry king and nodded slightly, "Your Majesty, you should have seen that Casterly Rock City is not so much a castle as it is a mountain city carved out of a huge rock by the sea. Hundreds of defenders are stationed in Casterly Rock City. , equivalent to a hundred thousand troops.”

"It's ridiculous!" Joffrey laughed contemptuously, "An army of one hundred thousand, if your Lannister soldiers are so good at fighting, why didn't I see Robb Stark's head?"

"This is just a metaphor, King." Damion looked at Cersei, his eyes seeming to remind him.

ridiculous! Cersei ignored Damian and turned her eyes aside with contempt. "Xiao Qiao is your king. If you offend the king, don't even think about asking the Queen Mother for help."

Seeing that Cersei was not paying attention to him, Damian's eyes dimmed slightly, and he turned to Joffrey and said: "Your Majesty, we don't need to worry about Robb Stark. He broke the engagement and broke the promise. The alliance between the North and the Valley has ended. , he is surrounded by the Western Castle and will be defeated sooner or later."

"There is only one end for the idiot who fools the king, and he will be hanged on the city wall." Joffrey's eyes were full of indifference, "Go away, Damion Lannister, I hope your head will not be hung on the city wall in the future. "

Damion took a deep look at Joffrey, lowered his head, and turned to leave.

Joffrey snorted coldly, and Cersei could hear a bit of pleasure. The way Damion lowered his head just now was very helpful to Joffrey, as if he was forcing a proud lion to surrender.

"You did well." Cersei shook her glass and looked at Joffrey with a smile.

What Cersei was left with was a look of disdain from Joffrey, "A king doesn't need his mother to guide him."

"You're right." Cersei stood up, not angry at Joffrey's arrogant words. A qualified king is like this, not afraid of anyone.

"The Starks have defeated us so many times, and countless troops loyal to the royal family have been slaughtered, but I stay in this castle carved out of a mountain. What's going on? Am I a barbarian who chews tree bark and eats wild vegetables in the mountains? ?" Joffrey shook his head and looked at the surging waves through the arched windows next to the main hall.

"Living here is your most loyal vassal, the Lannister of the West. Your mother, your grandfather, and your uncle all live here." Cersei approached Joffrey and said to him.

"My grandfather is thousands of miles away, and my uncle is missing." Joffre said unwillingly, "But I and my mother are hiding in this broken mountain nest, like two savages."

"Believe me, we will return to King's Landing sooner or later, lest the city fall into the hands of a dwarf and play with it in blasphemy. I don't know how many prostitutes have slept in the Hand's Tower these days. He is a disgrace."

Cersei thought of Tyrion, who was in King's Landing and held great power, and her eyes were full of resentment. Her father actually handed over the capital to the deformed son who killed his mother, while she, as the queen mother of a country, was hiding in a Casterly Rock is, as Xiao Qiao said, a wild dog that was randomly expelled.

Sansa stroked the pink petals. She bent her knees and knelt on the soft soil, looking at the blooming flowers and smiling.

"Do you like it, Miss Sansa?" Tyrion's voice appeared behind her. Sansa put away her smile, stood up quickly, looked down at her toes, and replied timidly, "My lord."

Tyrion surrounded the bouquet and nodded with satisfaction, "The gardener starved to death on the streets of King's Landing a few days ago." He looked at Sansa's young face and stopped talking, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it in front of you. These terrible things."

"As long as you wish." Sansa smiled and looked at Tyrion.

Tyrion frowned, "But now," he picked a flower, "King's Landing doesn't have to worry about these flower maintenance craftsmen, after all, the riverlands are unimpeded."

"It's all thanks to you. I've heard that Lord Tyrion Lannister saved King's Landing and summoned the food team from the Riverlands." Sansa's voice was still that of a noble lady. Soft, with a standard smile on her face.

Tyrion was slightly startled, "Who is so kind and says I saved King's Landing?" He made an exaggerated and funny expression in front of Sansa.

"Everyone says so." Sansa replied solemnly, with the standard smile still on her face. Lady Catelyn has really raised a good daughter.
Tyrion stepped forward, and he could see some joy and happiness in Sansa's back just now. It seemed that poor Miss Sansa had been in a good mood since Joffrey left King's Landing with his father.

Even if it is the daughter of his enemy, Tyrion will not be embarrassed.

It was Tyrion's idea to keep Sansa in King's Landing. He guessed that Robb Stark and Lady Catelyn, who loves his daughter, would set their first goal on rescuing their daughter. However, as the war has developed so far, Robb seems to have not. The idea of ​​sending troops eastward to attack King's Landing.

Tyrion wants to use King's Landing as a stronghold to attract all the Stark's attention, so as to give Tywin more time to guard the West and restore order. After all, Robb Stark only has a few thousand cavalry, and even if he takes down a castle, it will be difficult for him to do so. Unable to hold on, strictly speaking, the losses in the Western Territory now only remain at the level of being plundered and burned.

The situation was beyond his expectations, but it was obviously developing for the better.

The Young Wolf Lord regretted his marriage, Attis Arryn agreed to the terms of the marriage, Roose Bolton was in a dilemma, Tyrion released his fast horses to his father's military camp, but he did not dare to use ravens to carry the message, fearing that he would be attacked by the Northern Army or the Reach. The local army intercepted it and must have received it by now.

"The Red Keep is holding a rare banquet tonight, and I hope you will attend." Tyrion bowed slightly and said to Sansa.

"Definitely, my lord," Sansa nodded, with a smile on her face. "I think I will be able to attend King Joffrey's triumphal banquet sooner or later. I love King Joffrey deeply, and the Seven Gods bless me."

Tyrion frowned slightly. He looked at Sansa's innocent and smiling face and nodded, "Of course, my lady."

The little devil looked at Sansa's leaving figure and said thoughtfully, "Maybe, Miss Sansa, you will live longer than us self-proclaimed chess players in the power game."

"Tyrion took away my city, took away the Iron Throne belonging to the Queen Mother and Xiao Qiao, and also wanted to take away my daughter!" Cersei roared, indeed the lion of Lannister, and the wine glass hit the floor. on the body, shattering into several pieces, nearly scratching Damion Lannister who came to tell her the news.

Damion looked at the dents in the floor, which had been gouged by King Joffrey's steel sword just a few days ago and now caused another victim.

"Your Highness the Queen Mother," Damian looked at the sullen Cersei, "This is your father, Duke Tywin's suggestion, to send Princess Myrcella to the Valley in exchange for the allegiance of the Eyrie. Otherwise," Damian He is not afraid of the hysterical Queen Mother in front of him. Even if Joffrey is here, Duke Tywin is enough to give him the confidence to speak, "If the Vale does not support the Iron Throne, the Lannister family and our king may really be trapped to death." In this castle."

Cersei chuckled. She looked at Damion, who had a plain face. "Try your daughter away from her mother, never." She walked around the glass shards in the wine glass. "You also have a son, Sir Damion." "You men send your children to the battlefield without blinking an eye. I'm really curious about how your wife behaved when the news of his death reached her ears."

"She was crying loudly, and I could only stand by and watch her cry helplessly. Queen Mother," Damian said unmoved, "My son is loyal to the Lannister family. This is his honor and his mother's." honor, and your daughter is only leaving you temporarily until the war is over."

"The war is over?" Cersei smiled contemptuously, with tears in her eyes. "My father said this to me, and Jaime said it to me. What was the result? My father fought a bloody battle with Tyrell in the south, and Jaime arrived. Now missing, Tyrion, who has taken advantage of him, occupies the Iron Throne and takes away Little Joe's throne."

"Mother." Myrcella's voice sounded from the curtain. Cersei had tears in her eyes and looked behind her in panic.

"Princess Myrcella." Damion bowed slightly.

Cersei didn't want to show this expression in front of her daughter. She raised her sleeves and wiped away her tears secretly, "What's wrong, my sweetheart? Is it me? Did I disturb you?"

"No," Myrcella walked out of the curtain, "You didn't, mother, I just..." She seemed to muster the courage to confide in front of her mother and Damian, "I just don't want to see you cry. If, if I can, Share the burden with Xiao Qiao and mother. I am willing to leave, don’t worry, mother.”

Cersei shook her head, hugged Myrcella into her arms, and shed two tears, "It's okay, Xiao Qiao and I are fine, it's really fine, my dear."

Damion Lannister looked at Myrcella's childish but determined face and lowered his eyes slightly. This girl is kinder than Joffrey and braver than Tommen. If she becomes the queen
Damian shook his head, eliminating unrealistic thoughts, and backed away slowly, not wanting to disturb the mother and son, and left in silence.

　It's a bit late, sorry, I'll update it today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)