Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 26 The Prince of Dragonstone

In a small tent in the wilderness are the most powerful people in the court.

The king sat on top, and Queen Cersei and Crown Prince Joffrey sat on both sides. Ser Barristan and Ser Jaime the Kingslayer below were also prominent figures in the court.

The king took half of the court with him on this trip, but perhaps it was a coincidence that most of these people were friends with Lannister.

All looked at the king.

King Robert opened the letter, and in the next second his neck and forehead turned red.

The letter in his hand was almost crushed by him.

"Damn it! Everyone deserves to go to the seventh level of hell! I've only been away for a few days, only a few days, and such a big thing happened in King's Landing!"

"This is my kingdom, my court!"

No one else in the camp dared to speak.After all, what the king just saw was the death of his second brother.

Although the two brothers were not close, no one would doubt whether King Robert's anger was real or not, whether it was due to the dignity of the king or the responsibility of the elder brother.

The king's anger did not calm down automatically.

"The laws of the Seven Kingdoms and the blood relationship do not allow me to be kind. The murderer must be severely punished!"

"Let him understand, the anger will start a fire!"

"I want to smash his head with my own hands! Trample his family and hang him in the ruins of the castle!"

"My warhammer hasn't rotted yet!!"

The king paced back and forth for a while to vent his anger, and finally calmed down a bit.

"How to find the murderer? The real murderer is not that stupid beggar! You all talk about it."

The people looked at each other.

Ser Barristan, old and hardy, said something suspicious.

"It stands to reason that even if the guards fail their duties, at least they are prepared. Duke Stannis shouldn't be hurt by an ordinary child at all with the skill of Duke Stannis."

The king didn't quite understand why.

"The smuggler next to Stan thought it was some kind of witchcraft that made the beggar invulnerable to swords and made his armor like cloth. But he couldn't prove it. It's ridiculous."

Of course Joffrey knew why.

The magic of the Rune of Fortitude keeps people invulnerable, and makes knives tough and sharp enough to pierce armor.The fire magic ensures that Stannis has no chance of surviving.

To be on the safe side, he specially attached a mirror image of the strong rune to the knife.Afterwards, when it was discovered that the assassination was over, the mirror image was destroyed immediately, and the knife was restored to its original normal shape without leaving any evidence.

Now that caution is working, no one believes that Stannis died of a mysterious force.

Everyone couldn't think of any good ideas for a while, so they had to keep silent.

After a long time, Tyrion stood up.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's hard for us to see the facts here. Why don't Petyr and Earl Varys investigate carefully in King's Landing."

"With Lord Stannis' tough style, it will obviously take a lot of energy to find out the murderer."

"That's what they both specialize in."

The king looked at the others, "Who has any other opinions?"

Tyrion's suggestion is quite satisfactory, and it will not do any harm to those present. Who will make trouble for himself?

Besides, maybe it was just a beggar's revenge.

This is not surprising to Stannis.

The king waved his hands irritably, "Go down, let's do it like this."

Everyone left quickly.

The camp suddenly seemed empty again, and the atmosphere was deserted.

Joffrey approached King Robert with a rare look of understanding.

"Father, don't be too sad. Even if the murderer is not found, the second uncle will definitely not blame you when he sees father's efforts in heaven."

"Father and us, and Uncle Renly, and Lord Eddard."

Robert patted his son on the shoulder reassuringly.

"I'm fine, I know, Stan won't blame me."

"Okay, my son, you have grown up. This is good, this is good..."

The king's eyes gradually became blurred and empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Flutter.

From the King's caravan flew great numbers of ravens into the sky, and went to all the Seven Kingdoms.

The king conveyed the sad news of Stannis and his deep condolences to the princes of the Seven Kingdoms, as well as the canonization of the eldest son Joffrey Baratheon-Prince of Dragonstone Island.

The canonization of the king quickly spread among the hundreds of knight soldiers in the convoy.

As Joffrey walked through the camp, everyone he met greeted him with more respect.

"Good day Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Your Highness is well, and I will wait for the orders of the Prince of Dragonstone at any time."

"My lord, Tyrion Lannister, pay tribute to our dearest Royal Highness, Prince of Dragonstone!"

Joffrey leads Tyrion to the lion cage.

"Why is Uncle Tyrion so polite all of a sudden? It's just an extra title, and it's nothing."

Joffrey was calm, but Tyrion didn't believe it.

Although Dragonstone Island is barren, it is the first fiefdom of the Targaryen family in Westeros. For more than 200 years, he was canonized by the Targaryen kings to the heir of the king, and he was named "Prince of Dragonstone Island".

With this title, Joffrey's status as heir to the Iron Throne is even more unassailable.

From a military point of view, who owns Dragonstone Island is also very important.

Any wise man should know that Dragonstone and its domains guard the great Blackwater Inlet, and all it takes is a fleet to block the sea traffic in King's Landing.

Its castle is also said to be built with Valyrian magic, and it is strong and well guarded.That's not too important.

"Your Highness, do you really not want Dragonstone?"

Tyrion had personally handled Stannis' affairs, so of course he understood what Joffrey was thinking.

"Let's not talk about that, uncle, do you want to take this big guy for a ride?"

Joffrey stroked the lion's mane leisurely and effortlessly, motioning for the soldiers next to him to open the cage door.

He has tamed the beast.

Power fascinates any creature, and losing it is unacceptable.

The giant lion also understands this.

It has accepted a powerful master and accepted its new name-Rainwater.

Upon hearing the name, Tyrion immediately understood what Joffrey meant.

He couldn't help singing the ballad like an aria:

"Oh, he said so, he said so,

Lord Castamere he says so.

But today, every rainy season,
The rain wept in the hall, but there was no one there.

But today, every rainy season,
The rain weeps in the hall, but there is no soul in it. "

Joffrey's interest continued.

"Seriously, Harrenhal is nearby, and we can ride the rain to see it. Haha, it's sure to surprise those people!"

As soon as the rain came out of the cage, he stretched his body, brushed his mane, and roared to the sky.

All the soldiers in the camp were relieved of sleepiness and tiredness immediately, watching the movement of the giant beast with trepidation, praying that they would not be its first target by then.

Rain bowed slightly.

Joffrey took the special seat on Rain's back, and Tyrion sat a little behind.

roar~
The rainwater rushed several feet away, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a few breaths.

The soldiers watched the legendary scene in awe.

No one dares to forget, no one wants to forget, no one can forget the stag crown prince riding a mythical giant lion.

They decided to tell this epic scene to brother, wife, daughter, son, grandson, in the tavern, in the inn, around the campfire, until it was taken to the grave.

(End of this chapter)