Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Chapter 82 Conspiracy
The wild boar's fangs pierced Robert's chest fiercely, and Robert's war hammer also hit the wild boar's side, sinking deeply into it visible to the naked eye.

Blood spurted out, Robert and the wild boar fell into a pool of blood together, the blood of the king and the beasts mixed together, and the crimson ferocity was written into everyone's eyes.

"King!" Barristan's voice trembled.

Lancel Lannister, holding the wine glass, sat on the ground in fear. The wine spilled onto the ground, and the bright red color matched the scene.

The broken leaves mottled the ground and were sunk deep in the mud. Robert's face hit the leaves heavily.

"Damn it, cough!" Blood flowed out of Robert's mouth. In his sight, the wild boar howled for the last time, staggered and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Seven hells, I killed this beast, haha" Robert's voice became increasingly depressed.

Long black hair appeared in front of his eyes, and the familiar heroic face, even though it was so blurry, "Lyanna, ugh..." He couldn't remember Lyanna's face, couldn't remember it.

The white cloak broke into Robert's sight. He closed his eyes weakly and sighed softly.

With the golden robe behind him, Amory Lodge stood among the noisy and shouting crowd. He was wearing the standard uniform of the golden robe. He glanced at King Robert, who had completely closed his eyes, and then closed his eyes with confidence.

With a "stab", the rope tied to "Lady" was torn by the pointed fangs, and the direwolf broke free from the restraints and rushed out of the room.

The arrows landed at the feet of the "lady" like meteors. She tiptoed to avoid it, her nostrils slightly opened, searching for the girl's scent.

The smell of blood, the "lady" stretches her neck, and the personified doubts are aptly expressed by the body movements of the direwolf.

Noisier noises than usual came from all around, and the "lady" ran out quickly. The sky of the Red Fort was still a familiar area surrounded by buildings, but the courtyard of the Red Fort where she usually walked around and played seemed a lot more familiar and unfamiliar. The faces of those around the girl had the emblems of their direwolf counterparts embroidered on them.

The swords clashed, and the sound of metal clashing was very harsh. "Lady" tried her best to avoid these sounds. If her sister was here, she would definitely not be afraid of these sounds.

"Seven Gods, it's that wolf!" the unfamiliar face said, fear growing on his face.

"Lady" bared her fangs. She thought of this feeling, and the blood of the running wolf in the northern wilderness was boiling in her heart. Fear was the expression of the prey, and she was a giant ice dire wolf.

"Don't come here, damn it, run!" The stranger ran behind him, and the "lady" rushed forward, the sweet feeling of fresh blood spreading from the tips of her teeth to her whole body.

"Well done, Nymeria!" said a familiar person, the man with the sword beside the girl's father.

Did he identify herself as Nymeria?No, she is a girl's wolf, she is a lady!

"Lady" stirred into the crowd of strange enemies. She listened to their murmurs of begging for mercy and running away. She enjoyed this feeling.

"Kill! Follow the wolf and kill!" someone shouted. "Lady" licked the blood on her lips, which was still fresh, and took the lead and ran out.

Eddard held the ice in both hands and leaned against Jory. He looked at the golden robe that was no longer entangled in his panic. The body of Janos Slynt was lying in front of him. The Prime Minister looked behind the crowd.

"Lady" jumped into the air and caught Ed's sight. The blood started from the direwolf's mouth and surged in the air, forming a line of blood. A piece of human skin was held in "Lady's" mouth.

"The direwolves are helping us, sir!" Jory shouted, his sword meeting the blow of the golden cloak.

"I can see it!" Ed put down the "Ice", drew out his ordinary long sword, and more quickly withstood the attack of the golden robe, cutting down several people.

"The golden cloak is retreating!" cried Jory.

"I can see it, Jory." Eddard saw the guards of Winterfell quickly approaching and following the "lady".

Eddard knelt down and stroked the soft hair of the "lady". She was well taken care of by Sansa, but after all, she was a giant wolf in the north. The Lady held the fragment of Sansa's skirt in her mouth and placed it at Eddard's feet.

"Sansa?" Eddard said quietly, with uncertainty in his tone, "Where is she?"

"The Chancellor's Tower is smoking, sir!" Jory shouted again.

Ed raised his head, and the black smoke from the Prime Minister's Tower suddenly rose high, and dancing flames rose in the room where Ed lived.

"Sansa? Is Sansa in there?" Eddard asked eagerly, touching the direwolf.

"Lady" suddenly barked loudly towards the sky, and the lonely wolf howl of the north surrounded the Red Fort in a whimpering voice.

The gate of the Red Castle was firmly blocked by the golden robe, and the gate was closed.

Sansa watched in despair as the guards of Winterfell patrolling the streets were dragged to death one by one by the golden robes that suddenly appeared, "Gods, what is going on, my prince?"

"Your father murdered King Robert, poor boy." Cersei touched Sansa's cheeks with her hands. "I'm sorry, your father is crazy. The power of the Queen's Hand made him crazy, and he did such a terrible thing. Horrible behavior.”

"The king is dead? He can't be dead. You must have misunderstood him, queen." Sansa's eyes were filled with tears at this time, her lips were trembling up and down, and she folded her hands nervously.

"My sweetheart, poor little wolf, you are so innocent and beautiful, but you have such a father." Cersei stroked Sansa's red hair and said with compassion in her eyes.

"No!" Sansa shouted excitedly, "You misunderstood! You are wrong! My father would never do this!" Her hands were shaking. Sansa couldn't help the impact of this news, covering her mouth and nose and leaning on On the carriage.

"As soon as the king died, your father was eager to take control of the Red Keep. It was either a rebellion or something. I suspect that Robert was also killed by him."

Cersei looked at Sansa with pity and held her trembling hand. "Don't be afraid, child. You are Joffrey's fiancée and the future queen. Only you can save your father."

Sansa's eyes looked at Cersei, who was very gentle at the moment. "Really?" she asked, "Can I save my father?"

"Yes," Cersei said with a smile as she gently held the fair skin on the back of Sansa's hand.

The homecoming bell that was supposed to ring in the evening in Duskendale did not ring on time. Instead, it was replaced by a long and whimpering horn. This was the signal for Lord Reverley Lake to summon the army.

"The sworn knights of the king's territory! The free knights stationed in Duskendale Town!" The Earl of Duskendale Town stood in front of the army with a sword, "Secret message from the Queen! It is suspected that King Robert was murdered by the northerners, Ed. Stark and his more than 100 soldiers are stationed at the Red Castle, and the City Guard is powerless and needs the help of the royal nobles!"

"Save King's Landing! Follow me!" The earl rode forward, and the hastily assembled Duskendale army marched toward King's Landing along the King's Road.

"Two hundred infantrymen from Stokeworth, two hundred levies from Lord Rosby, Maidenpool in the Riverlands did not help their lord, but sent more than 200 people to support the Iron Throne." Duskendale Town The count's castle master said to the maester beside him.

"If we bring all the farmers who harvest wheat, it won't be a problem to raise 1 people." The bachelor said.

"The earl is very loyal to Baratheon and leads the largest number of people, close to 500 people." said the supervisor.

"Most of them are mercenaries," the bachelor said, tapping his sore thigh. "Ed Stark's fiefdom is far in the north, but he has such ambitions. I thought northern barbarians didn't like to engage in conspiracy."

"Isn't this what happened?" the supervisor smiled, "Queen Cersei and her children, orphans and widows, are guarding King's Landing, surrounded by wolf-like northern barbarians. It's really scary. King Qin's army must hurry up and kill Ai De Stark was destroyed."

"The nobles of the royal family go round and round, but they are the most loyal vassals of the Iron Throne after all." The bachelor shook his head. He planned to write this point of view into his thesis. The potential of the royal family is unlimited. When Prince Rhaegar relied on the royal family, It was even possible to gather [-] troops from here, but it was a pity that the Battle of the Trident was defeated at the hands of the usurper.

Thousands of kings led their troops and rushed towards King's Landing quickly.

(End of this chapter)