The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Red Fort, Throne Hall.

Ed Stark sat on the Iron Throne, which made him very uncomfortable.

The throne hall was filled with courtiers and knights of the Seven Kingdoms on both sides of the corridor.

Dorne’s Patriarch of the Elenwood Family, Blood Nobles, Guardian of the Stone Road, and Earl of Elenwood City: Anders Elenwood-tribute to Prime Minister Ed Stark, Ed Stark agreed The Dorn knights and attendants left for Dorn in the afternoon.

Then came the lords and knights of the Stormlands, and the lords and knights of the Baylands. They either left King’s Landing in one day or returned in the afternoon... Ed Stark thanked them for their hard work and approved them. Request.

The blond young man Bailey Tandelien from Blackport in the Dorn Frontier was unwilling to return to Blackport and asked Prime Minister Enzhun to stay in the Throne Hall as a courtier. Ed Stark approved his request. Thus, Lightning Berry Dondelion and Red-robed monk Soros stood together, and they became generals in the Red Fort.

There are also the exiled princes from the midsummer islands with skin like the night, and the samurai on the opposite side of the narrow sea. Ed has been approved or rejected according to their requests, but most of them have agreed to their requests.

At the end of the tournament, the lords and knights of the Seven Kingdoms want to leave the King’s Landing, or there are young knights who do not want to leave, and want to stay in the Red Fort as courtiers, and do their part for the court. According to the rules, regardless of whether they leave or stay, they will bid farewell to the king and prime minister or Ask for permission. It's just that the king didn't see it, everyone only saw the prime minister.

The king's waywardness and ignorance of state affairs are obvious to all, and they are all used to seeing them.

This morning it was mainly to meet the lords and knights of the Seven Kingdoms who came to bid farewell. There were very many people. The lords and knights entered the throne hall in batches, so the table of important ministers was removed. Several important officials of the court stood together with the courtiers. Below the throne.

There were not many important court officials. Duke Ranley fell ill due to the death of the flower knight Loras Tyrell, King Robert was absent, and the fearless Barristan Sel, the captain of the Royal Forest Guard, was absent. There were also three important court officials. Position: Littlefinger Tyrell, Eunuch Varys, Scholar Paisier.

Littlefinger Petil didn't know when he stood beside Will, the man in black, and he was still following the attendant Green.

"Master Will, I have completed all the three things you explained." Littlefinger's lips moved slightly and said silently.

Will was expressionless, Robb Stark and the Lords and Knights of the Northern Territory were asking the Prime Minister to bid farewell. Tomorrow morning, the Northerners will take the Wind Mikoto and return to the North by the waterway.

This will be twice as fast as land.

The Wind Miko comes from Braavos on the other side of the narrow sea. It is both a galleon and a third-floor paddle boat with two hundred oars. If there was no wind, there would be two hundred sailors paddling.

The people of the North Territory won a complete victory in the Seven Kingdoms Tournament and created a miracle. For the first time in thousands of years, this time it was rich. Even if they were to hire a super warship, it would be a piece of cake.

When the northerners leave, Will will follow, and the littlefinger Jacquen Hegar becomes uneasy. He still owes Will three lives. Will can forget it, but he can't. His faith does not allow it.

"Where's the map?" Will said silently, his lips moving slightly.

Petty's little finger tilted his head slightly, and the attendant Green put a rolled parchment into Will's black robe.

"The verification is correct?" Will said again.

"The multiple-choice question is whether to become a corpse in seawater or continue to be Lord Varys, Lord Varys refuses to choose a corpse." Littlefinger's lips moved slightly and said silently.

Will looked away from the lips of Littlefinger and looked at Varys.

Varys' bald head gleamed in the front row.

The scent of his powder is difficult to escape even if he is far away.

"Give me three names."

"The first name is Jakun Hegar; the second name is Jakun Hegar; the third name is Jakun Hegar." Will said with slightly moving lips.

Littlefinger Petil's eyes were stiff: "Master Will, the same game, it doesn’t make any sense to continue playing. The Thousand Faces will forgive me. Please take back the name of Jakun Hegar and give me the other three. Name it."

"One name for another thing?"

"No, please give me a name. There is no death but no life."

"No!"

"Then I have to follow you on the boat, Lord Will. Are you planning to keep me from leaving you for the rest of my life?"

"Well, let me give you a name first: Janos Slint."

The name was spoken, and death came.

Janos Slinter, commander of the Metropolitan Garrison, one of Cersei's best friends.

"Are there two other names? Lord Will, you give me names, and then you can leave as soon as possible tomorrow morning, and the life debt between us will be cleared."

"There is no name now, or it's Jakun Hegar, or Jakun Hegar. You choose."

Littlefinger shrugged slightly and revealed a meaningful, wry smile: "If you leave early tomorrow morning, I may not be able to go with you. Someone has no magical powers and cannot kill Janos Slinter with his eyes; someone Nor will he be invisible, unable to kill Jenos Slint in full view; someone needs time, needs planning, and needs to find the right opportunity. If someone misses, they will be caught; and once they are thrown into the black prison, Someone can’t get out of it. The servant Ilin Pine’s knife is cut off, and someone’s head falls to the ground.”

"Mortals are mortal. Do things for me, I may have what you need. I am a person who likes adult beauty, but it depends on someone's performance. Death also needs friends, otherwise he doesn't have a sickle to harvest souls. Kings also need them. Friend, otherwise, after he dies, he won't have a grave to live in." Will said quietly.

Petyr's body shook slightly. He is easy to form Littlefinger Pettil, and Will cannot be unaware of his true identity. It's just that Will will never know his mission unless he really wants to show favor in exchange.

There is nowhere to find if you step through the iron shoes.

But maybe this is a... deep pit. Even, Will's temptation to determine his true purpose of coming to Westeros.

But whether it is a trap or not, the secret treasure of the church is too important to the Black and White House on the Isle of Gods.

Will this person is useful, but not to be believed.

"As you wish, sir." His lips moved slightly, and he said silently.

Will was expressionless, and put a small scroll in his little finger: "Don't worry, we won't leave King's Landing for the time being. Give this to the Prime Minister, when the court is scattered."

"Yes, my lord."

**

When the dynasty was dismissed at noon, Prime Minister Ed Stark stood up and watched the courtiers, the Seven Kingdoms lords, and the knights leave.

Littlefinger Petil stayed behind, followed by Green, who was slightly bowed and looked sinister and cunning.

"Master Ed, I will send you a letter for someone." Pettier took out the small wax-sealed scroll.

"who?"

Littlefinger smiled slightly and didn't answer. He led his attendant Green to the gate of the throne room, leaving Ed Stark with a straight back.