Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Chapter 69 Twin River City (2)

Mrs. Frey stood at the head of the bed with a pale face, looking dully at the picture frame on the wall. Inside was a picture of a pink heron standing on one leg, looking across the river to the other side.

An ugly head with sparse hair and close to the lady's chest was under the lady's sight.

Old Walder's voice was hoarse and long, howling like a weasel stealing chickens at night. He bit Mrs. Frey without caring whether it would cause pain to his wife.

"Look at you, what did you call before?" Old Walder raised his head and asked his wife to lie on the bed.

Mrs. Frey did as she was told and lay back on the bed, her eyes filled with emptiness, "Joseph Susan Enford, my lord."

Old Walder pinched his wife's wrist with his fingers, "That noble knight, huh?"

Old Walder stretched out his head to look closer to his wife's face, "What does your good knight father think about marrying a 90-year-old man like me? Huh?"

"Marrying Lord Frey is an honor for the nobles of the Riverlands." The lady said numbly, these words Old Walder would ask her to say almost every night.

"Hahahahaha!" The disgusting laughter came from Old Walder's mouth again, wandering around the bedroom.

"That's how it should be. You noble, hypocritical, self-proclaimed ancient nobles, that's how it should be..." Old Walder showed a scary smile and approached Mrs. Frey.

"Dong dong dong!" There was a knocking sound outside the door.

"The seven hells should be filled with you bastards!" Old Walder yelled angrily, dragging his aging body out of bed.

He opened the bedroom door, "It better be important enough or I'll shove your head in the shithole."

The visitor was Aenys Frey, who was in charge of the defense of West Fort. His third son stared at him with his watery red eyes.

"The Valley Army was stationed behind the hills on the east bank of the Green Fork River. Scouts came to report that there were 5000 people. The follow-up army was still heading north on the King's Road towards the Twin Rivers, with nearly 1 people. In total, there were already [-] taels. More than a thousand people," Aenys Frey said to Old Walder.

"If it were just this news, you would still have to bury your head in a cesspit." Old Walder said disdainfully. This was news sooner or later, and there was no need for Inis to tell him personally.

Inis gave more important information, "The leader is the 'Bronze Jon' in the valley. He sent someone with a letter to tell us that he wanted to discuss crossing the river."

"Okay," Old Walder smiled with satisfaction, "Why not? Everyone gets what they need." His weasel-like face wrinkled into an ugly smile, which was part of his original plan.

Innis saw Old Ward waving, then closed the door and left.

Old Walder paused nervously, then started to step up and dance in front of his young wife.

Mrs. Frey looked at Old Walder at a loss, holding on to the bed with both hands, for fear that the Marquis would do something more abnormal.

Fortunately, Old Walder did not pay attention to his wife, but went crazy on his own. He picked up a glass of red wine on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

The response from Riverrun had already arrived. After learning that Edmure Tully was crossing the river to attack the army in the valley, Hoster agreed to Old Walder's marriage conditions and was willing to let Edmure marry a Frey family. Daughter, as long as Frey holds on to the Twins.

But Old Walder is not someone who makes an early bet easily. Letting Edmure marry a Frey family girl is just a means or excuse for Old Walder to humiliate the Tully family. Any wise lord and noble can see that. Ever since Catelyn, that stupid woman, kidnapped Tywin Lannister's dwarf son to Riverrun, the Tullys had lost any ability to add legal excuses to their actions.

To be kidnapped to Riverrun instead of to King's Landing to seek the support and help of King Robert and her beloved husband Lord Eddard is tantamount to forcing Tully to renounce the legal core of the bond of fish, deer, wolf and eagle - the legal justice of the Iron Throne. .

But this does not completely make Frey choose to change jobs. After all, King Robert and Prime Minister Eddard are still there. No matter how powerful Tywin is, it is impossible for him to attack Riverrun in revenge without openly defying the Alliance of Fish, Deer, Wolves and Eagles. , the Iron Throne will definitely intervene during this period, which may not completely prevent friction, but at least the Tully family's core position in the kingdom will not disappear.But it all came to nothing after Edmure Tully's wonderful last-ditch battle.

The fish breaks up with its natural enemy, the eagle.

By this time, Old Walder already knew that the Tully family had completely touched the foundation of the kingdom, and the consequences of the breakdown of the Osprey relationship. Based on the previous situation, Old Walder judged that even if the war was mediated by the Iron Throne, the Tully family would definitely suffer great consequences. Punishment, because a series of measures taken by Riverrun are completely contrary to the laws of the kingdom and completely against the interests of the kingdom.

That's why he decided to give up Tully.

As for the lions and eagles who sent troops, he didn't know the lions, but he had heard that Attis Arryn of the Vale was the one King Robert had long wanted to win over by marriage. The king would definitely forgive him for teaching Tully a lesson for the Iron Throne. Eagle family.

Perhaps, Old Walder thought to himself, perhaps by then, the Tully family would have been disgraced in the Riverlands, and their prestige would have been greatly reduced. By then, if they could use the wings of an eagle... the position of Governor of the Trident River might not be a bad idea. Fight for.

Old Walder looked greedily at Susan, his own Mrs. Frey, who was lying on the bed. No, he would not just open the city gate, lower the drawbridge and let the valley army cross the river. He wanted more promises to make Frey The true noble promise of family, blood, and only blood!
The Arryn family in the Vale has always been sparse. Historically, it has always been a sad situation for mother and son to keep the business. They need the Frey family's bloodline to have more children. The union of the two families is the best union among the gods.

Old Walder's smile became more ferocious, and like a sluggish and old hungry wolf, he half-pounced on the bed, tearing off the lady's clothes.

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Jon Grafson was sitting in the camp, holding a pen in his hand, thinking about what the Freys would ask for tomorrow, golden dragon?Supplies?Or some rare jewelry?Or the marriage with the nobles of the valley, just like Old Ward's first wife came from the Royce family, although that lady lived in a big castle in the Riverlands as an adopted daughter and had no experience of the culture of the valley.

The number of descendants behind the old Marquis Walder was too large. He could just point at it and it might be an unmarried boy or girl. Marriage was also within the scope of Grafson's consideration.

Jon Grafson yawned. The friction between his buttocks rubbed against the flesh during the march, and the purple bruises could still be clearly seen.

Although he is the eldest heir of the Grafson family and received a knightly aristocratic education since childhood, he has never ridden a horse on such a long journey from the valley to the Twins. However, he saw the knights of the Royce family. , attendants, including Yorn Royce himself, these people who have regarded themselves as military nobles since childhood always seem to be calm and calm.

He didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he had no choice but to hold on and not dismount. When he took off his chain mail and arrived at the camp, he realized that the friction between his thighs had caused the skin and flesh to separate, and the blood congestion was hidden in it.

Just when he was worried about this, Yoon Royce's voice came from outside the camp, "Can I come in, Sir Jon?"

Jon Grafson said quickly: "Come in, Earl Yohn." Just as he was about to stand up to greet him, a stinging pain suddenly hit his two buttocks. He almost stumbled and fell. When he looked up again, he was met by the unexpected bronze Yohn. Eyes.

"Lord Yohn, I..." Jon Grafson didn't know how to explain.

John was the first to say, "Have you never ridden a long distance?"

Grafson gritted his teeth and could only admit: "Yes, I have never been on horseback for such a long time. As a noble of the valley, I did make a mistake..."

"Use this to apply on the wound. It can effectively relieve the pain. Let me know next time if there is any problem." Bronze Yohn held a bottle in his hand, which contained white ointment. "This is not a castle. Everything is taken care of. It's very convenient. You have to prepare something in advance, right?"

"Indeed... I really..." Jon Grafson didn't know what to say. His cheeks turned slightly red. It turned out that Earl Yohn had noticed his predicament early on, and he could only hesitate. respond.

Jon chuckled twice and left the camp.

Jon Grafson looked at the ointment in front of him, thoughtfully. He had already thought about how to negotiate with the Frey family. Compared with the various city-state envoys in the Free Trade City, Old Walder was just a Weiss. Trolo nobles usually do not have the same verbal skills as the envoys of the Free Trade City.

He lay down on the bed, feeling surprised and happy about Bronze Yohn's actions. He had long wanted to resolve the conflicts he had created with many nobles in the valley during the Usurper War. If he could forge a better relationship with the Royce family in advance, The relationship may be the solution to the Grafson family's embarrassing situation within the valley.

(End of this chapter)