The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Arya did get better before James.

Arya's injury is in her body, and James's injury is in her heart.

The physical injury healed quickly, Arya's recovery ability was very strong, she was wild tempered, and started to walk on the third day. And James was still asleep for three days.

When he woke up, it was already a week later.

But Arya can already take care of herself.

She mainly lost too much blood.

James was still hungry after drinking a bowl of bacon soup, but he knew that he could not eat more when he was extremely hungry. One bowl is enough. You can have more meals in another hour.

He needs to restrain his hunger.

James restrained, and he could not see any restrained efforts.

"Thank you for letting Arya go." Will said.

"Thank you for sending me to Mrs. Leaf's tree house." James said lightly.

Will smiled slightly, he saw that James' eyes were right, otherwise he would not send the poisoned James to the tree house of Mrs. Leaves.

James has always been a person, he and Cersei are fundamentally different. Cersei's own evaluation of herself is a monster, and she does not want to be this monster, she thinks she has no choice.

But Will's trial of martial arts was obviously messed up. It's because care is messy. He cares about a person, but he didn't know it at the time. After the incident, when Arya fell, he knew immediately.

When Arya fell, Will knew why he was messed up, why he lost his square inch and judgment, because he worried about Arya, cared about her, cared about her. He cannot lose Arya.

This was a feeling that would make Will feel a little absurd, but it broke out at the moment Arya fell.

Caring is chaotic.

After Arya was rescued, Will combed his heart. He found that everyone has their own problems, James has, and he has.

"James, how do you face Daenerys?"

"Can I be a night watchman?"

"Anyone can be a night watchman. This is where the night watchman is looked down upon. The night watchman does not have any threshold, but to be a night watchman, the threshold is very high."

"I know that I myself will not be able to reach the threshold of a good night watchman. But please look at Mrs. Leaf's face, please allow me to be a night watchman."

"..."

"In Winterfell, I have already been punished to be a night watchman. It’s just that I fell into Tyrion’s tricks and went to the other side of the narrow sea to be a monk, learning the swordsmanship and secrets of the Faceless. It should have been a night watchman."

"Why don't you return to the Faceless Black and White House?"

"I am a man, not a faceless person. I have a face, I have a name, and my name is James Lannister."

"Well, I agree with you to be a night watchman."

"Okay. You promised me to be a night watchman, now it's time for me to talk about my conditions. I will only be a swordsman by your side."

Will looked at James and said nothing.

"First, I will never go to morning class, whether it is on the Great Wall of Extremis or on the other side of the narrow sea or anywhere else; I do not take the oath of the night watchman. I do not believe that if I do, I will become a loyal. If you don’t listen to the orders of any generals, or enter the formations of any legions, I am a sword by your side. You can only eat and drink, give me money, and you don’t have to worry about everything else.

"Then what can I do with you?"

"I can do what your dragon bone sword can do. Your dragon bone sword still needs you to do it yourself. I don't need it. My sword will do it myself." James said in pain.

He hoped Will would agree.

He is already homeless.

For a person who killed a child's mother, he was the murderer's enemy of that mother's child. When he sank into the darkness, he could not see the child's face. What does this imply? James decided not to spend time with the children. Horst Tully's family conditions are very good, generations of dukes, and are related to the Ailin family in the Stark Family Valley in the north.

James knew that his three children could not find a better family to rely on.

As long as he ignores the child, the child will stay here.

He is not a person who can take good care of children, but someone can take good care of them. Duke Horst, Blackfish Blinden, are really good people. Although Edmund Tully is a bastard, full of big talk, but the human heart is not bad.

James’ "doing nothing" to his three children is actually doing something.

As long as he stays with Will, those who secretly want to do something to the child will be deeply jealous.

Will is the prime minister of the seven countries, and there is no higher status than Will. As for Her Majesty Shireen Baratheon, a little girl who doesn't understand politics or military affairs, the real power is in the hands of Will guarding the whole territory.

James did a lot of stupid things, but he himself was not stupid. After he killed Cersei, his mind became clear, as if open-minded.

What more possibilities are there than to stay by the side of the Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms? For example, whether his home can be brought back is just a word from Will.

Will looked at James for a long time, and finally said, "Well, can my sword rise by itself now?"

"Of course!" James is a man whose bones are harder than iron. Although he is very weak, he still stands up quickly.

He has to thank the bowl of bacon soup for its temperature and strength.

His legs were uninjured, except that there were a lot of sword injuries on his body.

But all were minor injuries. He was mostly lethargic for too long and needed to recover his strength.

When James and Will came to the hall of Duke Horst, everyone in the hall was watching James. James glanced over the three children, and Joffrey was still crouching on the stool like a dog, his eyes twinkling, he dared not look at anyone, and didn't understand what he was afraid of. Messiah and Toman both ran towards him, but he reached out and stopped him. There was no family feelings on his face, and he was very cold.

Caitlin nodded slightly to James and did not speak, but James saw a trace of her kindness in Caitlin's eyes. James knew it was not because he was nice, but because he didn't kill Arya.

Arya is not in the lobby, nor is Sansa.

The Duke of Horst asked Bran and Riken to take Messiah and Toman to play in the garden outside. When Messiah went out, he looked back at James. James was also looking at her. The little girl curled her mouth and tears flowed down. However, James was like a stone, showing no emotion.

Will and James took their seats.

Daenerys Targaryen looked at Will and said, "Sir, have you talked with Lord James?"

"Talked."

"How to say?"

"He will not explain to you, nor will he apologize to you."

"He is going to fight my dragon?" Daenerys said softly.

"No, he chose to be the night watchman. I have accepted him as my close guard." Will said, "Anyone who chooses to be the night watchman will wipe out all his grudges and hatreds."

Daenerys' red lips opened slightly, her expression frozen.

"Master Will, please give me a black cloak." James said. He glanced at Daenerys. There was no apology in his eyes. He was calm, even though he personally killed Daenerys' father. In fact, there is also a relative of Daenerys who was killed by him, Visiris, Daenerys's brother.

Will waved, and his Ash guard brought a black cloak.

James tied the night watchman's black cloak to his body and tied a knot on his shoulder: "The black cloak of black wool is of good quality."

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0386 Chapter 2 A Night Without Flowers

night!

Arya was asleep when she suddenly felt someone sneak into her room.

Arya's injury is no longer affected, and the sword is at her hand.

Arya has learned to sneak with Lord Will, whether it is day or night, in the forest or in the city.

Will is a master sneaker, and so is she.

Arya kept her breathing steady.

Her hand grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The man slowly touched it in the dark, and touched her bedside.

Arya's heart jumped wildly, she knew who was coming, but she couldn't believe it.

The man's hand reached into her quilt and touched Arya's body.

Arya's body was stiff as a rock, and her mind was booming, feeling like she was dreaming.

The visitor stopped moving.

"You want to draw a sword."

Arya could not speak, she felt like her whole body was burning, excited and terrified, and shameful.

The person who came was Will and stroked her body dishonestly.

Arya couldn't believe it.

Lord Will in her heart is a man without any flaws, and the only favorite in her heart. This kind of feeling is stronger than her worry and love for her mother and family, sometimes she is desperate.

"Why don't you speak." Will said lightly.

Arya's head was booming, and there was the sound of worms in her ears.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say!

"Tomorrow, I will be engaged to Sansa." Will said again.

Alia knows.

This was a long time ago agreement. As long as Will returns from the south and across the narrow sea, he will marry Sansa. Before marriage, there is a hypocritical engagement ceremony, which is actually marriage.

The Stark family and all the families in the north are waiting for this day.

The nobles of the river, the nobles of the valley, Her Majesty Shireen Baratheon, and the courtiers of the royal family are all waiting for this day.

After getting engaged, you get married.

Will officially became a member of the Stark family.

Arya knew this very well. Although she did not marry Will, she was alone, but Sansa was supported by everyone.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default." Will said again.

His hands started to move again.

This made Arya unable to breathe, unable to move, unable to think, unable to understand.

choke!

Arya drew the sword, and the sword light flashed across Will's arm.

"You don't want to?" Will didn't care about the sword injury at all.

"You should ask someone to propose to my mother. Instead of breaking into my room like this, I need a room with flowers when I am with you."

"I have asked someone to say that your mother disagrees."

Arya was speechless.

Her sword was raised again: "You can't touch me again?"

"You have come to the moon, I know." Will said lightly.

"You want me to be your mistress. It's impossible." Arya's sword threatened Will's throat.

"I don't want you to be a mistress, I want you to be my wife."

Arya was stunned.

"No one is supporting us, Robb Stark, Gavin Westling, Littlefinger Petil Belish, Duke Horst, James, Priest Meri... No one is optimistic about us."

"Tyrion wants us to be together."

"Tyrion is not the one who can make decisions."

"Daenerys approves of us being together."

"Daenerys has gone to re-propose to Mrs. Caitlin for me. Mrs. Caitlin thinks we will kill Sansa Stark."

Arya was confused.

"So what do you want to do?"

"I'm going to spend a night without candlesticks with you, and then tomorrow, you go and tell Mrs. Caitlin about our tonight." Will said.

Arya couldn't believe it.

She never thought of such a thing.

The night without candles, the first time she and Will, was a night without candles.

"You can not get engaged tomorrow."

"Yes, we have passed tonight. Tomorrow, Mrs. Caitlin will not be engaged. Then, when we go to the Great Wall, Mrs. Caitlin can find time to explain to Sansa."

"I want a flowery night! Will!" Arya's sword dropped.

"I also think there will be anthuriums in the future."

"But why did you stop Sansa suddenly?"

"On the day of your duel, when you fall down, I know who I need. When you fall down, I would rather die in your place."

"I do the same to you."

"That's why I am here tonight. We don't have to explain to anyone. If anyone explains, we will be ourselves. If we want to be together, we will be together. There is no need to ask anyone's consent. This is ourselves. No one can force us, no matter who he is, whether he is Mrs. Catelyn, Sansa, Robb Stark, whether they can accept it or not, that’s their business, it has nothing to do with us. "

"You are so selfish. What if Sansa commits suicide?" Arya herself didn't know what she was talking about.

"Sansa has to face her own life problems, not we are responsible for her, she is responsible for herself. We are only responsible for ourselves." Will said softly.

Arya lost her voice and stopped talking. She didn't know what to say. Her breathing was very fast, the love she was looking forward to came, and the person she wanted belonged to her, but she was still a...girl after all.

Will's hand slipped in gently: "A night without flowers and candles, would you like it?"

Arya didn't know, she had lost the ability to think. She has always reacted quickly, with a wild personality, and can afford to let it go, but in the face of this matter, she still returned to the frailty of a woman. She found that she was just like Sansa, naive, weak and in need of protection and guidance.

A night without flowers!

Arya hummed softly.