Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 130 Balerion
"Varys?" he murmured repeatedly, and then carefully scrutinized the king's chief of intelligence.

People call him an eight-legged spider, with a thick powdery smell, fine and comfortable silk clothes, and a humble smile on his face.

"Hello, my lord." Cole returned his greeting.

He nodded slightly, "Please just call me by my first name, my lord. Forgive my interruption, if you want to ask for directions, no one knows this castle better than me. After all, since Aerys was in power, I Just stay here."

"It's been long enough, you should go to Xuecheng to compile the history of the kingdom, my lord."

"Meow~"

The one-eared black cat leaped from the corridor and disrupted the pace of the two of them. It rushed straight and was extremely domineering.

Both of them couldn't help looking at the back of the black cat, only to hear the eunuch say, "This is an old friend. I have never known its whereabouts. I never expected it to be here."

"Is there anything else you don't know?"

"No one knows everything except the gods in the sky." The eunuch smiled slightly. "That was Princess Rhayneth's cat. She was a sweet baby, as pretty as her mother. She always hugged her black cat. She named the black cat 'Baelor. Rin', but there is a difference between a black cat and a black dragon, my lord."

"I heard that Amory Lodge dragged her out of the bed and stabbed her 'fifty knives'. This is really a clear number." His tone was quite cold. "How many times you can stab a four-year-old, my lord."

"It's a cruel question." He looked helpless, "but sometimes a glass of milk from the poppy can relieve an old man's pain more than a knife."

Cole seemed to have seen through his mind.

"I heard that you were raised by the night watchmen, my lord." The eunuch asked.

"Well, I grew up on the Great Wall."

"Aegon V sent two hundred honor guards to escort his brother, and also sent his Kingsguard Ser Duncan." Varys sighed, "The letter from the Great Wall came, and the Night's Watch came, but the kingdom's The energy is too much for the North. Alliser Thorne came to King's Landing with a Shorthand, and Lord Tyrion laughed at him, but let him bring some back."

"You mean Maester Aemon?" It was hard to imagine how the maester felt when he received the news.How much he loves his children and his family.

The eunuch nodded, "When Rhaegar was in the Red Castle, he often used birds to send messages to the Great Wall. He seems to have a good relationship with our bachelor."

"Why did you tell me these things? My lord." Cole looked at him puzzled.

The eunuch smiled mysteriously, and then sighed sadly, "It is always easy to fall into memories when you are old. Where are you going? Your Excellency, please let me give you a ride."

He led the way in front, chatting politely from time to time.

At the opposite corner of the Virgin's House, Cole returned to the resting place arranged for him.

"Thank you very much." Cole thanked him.

The eunuch's hands were hidden in his cuffs, "It's an honor to serve you, my dear lord."

As if he suddenly remembered something, he took out a note from his cuff, "My lord, someone left some things for you in a blacksmith shop on Steel Street, maybe you can find some time to take a look."

Cole took the note, and Varys walked slowly, silently leaving him a back.

Eight-legged spider - Varys.

He has a group of little birds under his command, who have the most detailed information on the Seven Kingdoms, and nothing in the Red Castle can be hidden from him.

This is an extremely complicated person, and it is impossible to guess what he wants.

He doesn't crave power and status like Littlefinger Petyr Baelish, and his positions are ambiguous.

Dangerous, he is dangerous.

Cole didn't know why he contacted him, but there must be a reason.

He looked at the note in his hand, it was a simple map.

"Master Cole." Jose greeted him.

He put the note away and went into the guest quarters of the palace.

The cobblestone road leads to the guest residence. His salute is placed in a small inner courtyard, passing through the oak gate of the courtyard. There is a small flower bed and a pomegranate tree in the front yard. Two guards guard the door, hanging in front of the door. Flaming white bird banner.

"Master Cole." The guard greeted him.

Nodding his head, Cole walked into the door frame, accompanied by only two knights, because the relationship between his camp and King's Landing was quite tense, so he didn't go anywhere, just idly drinking in the yard.

"My lord, you are back." The little chubby Duran stood up, and he was the accompanying knight.

"Don't go for a walk? There should be a lot of acquaintances here." Cole sat down and called Jose to sit down at the same time.

Duran shook his head, he didn't want to be with those traitors.

Cole picked up the flagon and poured himself a drink.

"You seem to be very familiar with the little evil Tyrion Lannister, my lord." Duran asked.

"We met on the Great Wall, when the king was still Robert Baratheon, he followed Robert north to Winterfell, and then came to the Great Wall of Desperation. I went south with him, but we separated for some reason .”

"They said it was because of the little devil's flames and iron chains that we were defeated." Dulan whispered, and finally said the word "little devil".

Cole nodded. Tyrion's arrangement really hit Stannis' army hard. He bought precious time for Tywin Lannister's reinforcements to arrive on the battlefield, and almost blocked Stannis' retreat. road.

He was definitely not drunk, and he also felt a little drunk at this time. He didn't know how much he had drunk with Tyrion. Look at his confused appearance.

After drinking with Duran for a while, he returned to his room to rest.

Feather beds, silk blankets.

When the moon was in the middle of the night, he felt something furry near his feet.

Cole got up in shock, and reached out to grab the sword beside the bed.

It was a pair of faint green eyes.

His breathing was ups and downs, the moonlight shone on his face, and the sweat beads on his forehead were like jewels inlaid in the silver hair.

"Meow~"

A cat meow.

Then in the moonlight he could see the one-eared cat, the black cat that had run past him and Varys in the castle corridor.

Those eyes looked at him coldly, and walked slowly from the edge of the bed.

The black cat came directly to his pillow, then bent down and curled up into a ball.

Cole puts the sword down, and it turns out to be just a cat.

"Are you Balerion?" He started talking to a cat by accident.

The black cat looked up at him.

But it's not cute at all, with mutilated ears and a scarred face.

For some reason, his heart suddenly tightened, feeling a little sad.

"It's not easy to live in this huge castle, right?" He reached out and stroked its head.

(End of this chapter)