Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 128 Servant of the Kingdom

"I don't want this damn wedding at all, Cole. Hiccup~" He hiccupped, his face was slightly drunk, and his big and small eyes were a little blurred. "Marry a woman who doesn't want to sleep with me, I'd even rather spend the night with a whore."

They sat under the Maiden's Chamber, where Baelor the Blessed One kept his sisters prisoner.

This Targaryen king can be regarded as a strange creature, "Whenever a Targaryen is born, the gods will toss a coin, one side is great, and the other side is crazy." Baelor I is undoubtedly great in the mouth of the world, he is barefoot From King's Landing to Sunspear City, bring peace to the Seven Kingdoms, let Dorne return to the rule of the Iron Throne without abolishing a single soldier.

But Tyrion felt that he was cruel to his sisters. He imprisoned his three sisters "Diana, Rhaena, and Elana" in the virgin residence of the Red Castle to protect their innocence from being raped by men. polluted with the evils of the world.

In addition to these, he has also done some crazy things, such as letting the earl of the kingdom wash the feet of lepers, expelling prostitutes and declaring the sex trade illegal, promising to use chastity belts to protect the chaste lords of their daughters from taxes, and so on.

"Not everyone is Prince Dragonfly, Tyrion. There is no perfect way in the world, just like you have to choose a road at a crossroad." He took a sip of wine and down his throat.

He tilted his head, "If you were Longflei, how would you choose?"

Isn't Tyrion facing exactly the same choice?

The Archbishop, the Grand Maester and the Lord Council asked Prince Duncan Targaryen to choose the kingdom or Jeyne, while Tyrion had to choose Lannister or Shae.

Duncan, known as the Prince of Dragon Fry, chose the latter, while Tyrion, known as the little devil, chose the former. He wanted Shae, but his memories made him have an extremely deep shadow.

"The throne is mine, and so is Jenny." Cole said.

Tyrion grinned. "That's a greedy answer, Cole. It's not the game."

"Rules bind only the weak. The strong can make their own rules with the sword in their hands, just like Aegon the Conqueror."

"That's why he has a monster like Balerion the Black Death."

I have that too.

"You still a virgin, Cole." Tyrion turned to stare at him.

Forehead.
"Can't you ask some other questions, asshole"

Tyrion stopped, "When men get together, what else can they say besides talking about women. Hiccup~"

He stood up unsteadily, grabbed Cole's clothes, "Come on, I'll take you to a good place, where you are definitely welcome."

"Tyrion, you're already drunk, you'd better go to bed obediently." Cole also stood up.

"Really?" He really felt that the world was turning, and barely supported Cole to stand still, "Then I'll let Bronn take you there."

"Don't bother you, you should still care about the wedding."

He supported Tyrion with his hand, and Cole waved to him as his squire Podrick sat not far away.

"Your Lord Tyrion seems to be drunk, please help him back to rest."

The attendant nodded, and stretched out his hand to borrow from the little devil.

Tyrion had just complained about this kid named Podrick, who was terribly frightened and hesitant to speak.

Watching Tyrion go away, Cole was about to go back to his resting place, but when he looked into the castle, he couldn't remember the way.

This castle is very large, with inner courtyards, arches, covered bridges, barracks, cellars, and barns distributed among them. It is really difficult for every acquaintance to lead the way.

He looked up at Maiden House, where did they come from.

The tallest one is Maegor Tower, the residence of the royal family, over there is the White Sword Tower, no, that is the Prime Minister Tower.

He just felt that his eyes were spinning in circles, forget it, find someone to ask.

Walking down the corridor, you suddenly step into a garden, densely covered with flowers, butterflies and bees fluttering and dancing among the stamens, and the melodious sound of clear bells rising and falling.

He rashly followed the sound, only hoping to find someone to ask the way.

Suddenly two armored guards came out from around and blocked his way.

"My lord, the queen is hosting a banquet in the garden to entertain the female relatives, and the garden is temporarily closed to traffic."

"Sorry, I'm lost. I don't know where to go to the residence where the palace receives guests?" Cole nodded and asked.

Just passing by a servant, the guard called him.

Cole told him the approximate location, and then the servant led him the way.

Not far away, a group of female relatives greeted us, presumably they were invited to attend the queen's banquet.

Cole saw the girl in the center full of flowers at a glance. She smiled gracefully, blooming like a tender rose with every frown and smile.Moose-like shimmering soft eyes, soft brown curly hair, brown eyes and a graceful figure.

Wearing a green skirt with a waist, two bouquets of bright red rose stamens, and a white silk veil hanging from the shoulders, floating slightly.

The girl also looked over, and immediately stopped to look.

Cole followed the attendant lightly, nodding slightly.

"Whose adult is that?" asked the girl beside Margaery.

It wasn't just Little Rose who stopped, all the girls couldn't move their feet just now.

Those soft floating eyes stared closely at the silver figure, "Marquis Cole Julius."

She will never forget this face. He is riding a tall war horse, holding the rein in one hand and holding a sword in the other, shining brightly under the firelight like the gods in the sky, with silver armor and silver hair, that dyed Bloody handsome face.

"He's so handsome." The girl on one side couldn't help sighing.

"I know, I know, the troubadours call him the Knight of the White Bird."

"Is that silver hair? I've heard only Valyrians have silver hair."

"Okay, ladies, we can't let the queen wait for us for too long." Margaret came back to her senses and said to the girls beside her.

"Look, the future queen has spoken." This remark caused a burst of pleasant laughter.

She was laughing with them, trying to look very cheerful.

Cole followed the servants into the castle, and there was another person in front of him. He walked softly. He was dressed in a velvet gown with a bald head. He was tall but looked a little rich, but his fingertips and shape looked like a woman.

You can smell a little perfume from a distance.

It is not surprising that men use perfume among nobles, after all, not everyone is so keen on taking a bath.

He saluted lightly and called out Cole's name, "Good afternoon, Lord Julius."

He waved his hand to greet the servant, "I have something to talk to Your Excellency the Marquis."

The servant stood up and retreated.

"My lord, please allow me to introduce myself——Varys, the servant of the kingdom, and the chief intelligence officer of the imperial council."

(End of this chapter)