Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 150 Agent Knight
Royna was a slender man with olive skin, black hair, and dark eyes.

Fleeing across the Narrow Sea from the Rhoynar civilization to the Valyrian War.

In Essos, the Rhoynar fought the mighty Valyrian Empire in the 200-year Rhoynar War.

It is rumored that the Valyrians dispatched three hundred dragons in this war.

After their defeat, the Rhoynar crossed the Narrow Sea to Dorne under the leadership of a warrior-queen named Nymeria.

The blood of Queen Nymeria runs through the veins of the Martell family.

In the Rhoyna culture, men and women have equal inheritance rights.

The top of the tree is dotted with the remaining branches, a few yellow leaves, and the autumn sun is shining, like golden fingers gently reaching out.

The light clouds are high and far away, and the shadows are like a little old man's scars. The land of Westeros is slowly sinking, and the sunny day is like the light before the long night.

Dorne's red robes are especially suitable for this autumn and yellow season.

Prince Oberyn sat upright on a short oaken chair, an eight-foot spear in his hand.

The shaft of the spear is made of thick ash tree, and the two feet at the end are forged from steel for balance.

His eyes were scattered in the courtyard, several figures were fighting one after another, the spears glanced at each other, and the hall was full of shouts.

"How is it?" The prince asked the young man beside him, pointing to those people.

"Dorne warriors, well-deserved reputation." Cole's gaze followed the Dorne warriors.

The Dornishmen used metal shields and spears, and their armor was mostly light scale armor.

"Dorn's warriors are like Dorne's spirits. Have you ever tasted it?" The prince took the wine glass and handed it to him. "This is strong enough."

The hottest region in Westeros, Dorne is rocky, mountainous, arid and barren, and has the only desert on the continent.There is a unique wine here, which is as famous as the golden wine of Qingting Island.

Cole takes a small sip, the alcohol is high, the fruity aroma is strong, and the taste is very strong.

"Cersei Lannister hoped that I could help her judge her dwarf brother, and she even hinted at marriage." Oberon chuckled twice, "I once asked that dwarf where to find the blonde in King's Landing girl, now the blond girl is delivering it herself."

"Actually, I went to Casterly Rock with my sister 20 years ago. At that time, she was at a flowery age, she didn't go out much, and she was not in good health. We went with the purpose of marriage and wanted James Lannis gave her a license, or I married Cersei, or I could do it together. It happened that Mrs. Joanna Lannister died of dystocia after giving birth to Tyrion.

It was a bad time at Casterly Rock, Lord Tywin didn't see us, and when my mother told him about the marriage, Tywin Lannister brusquely turned her down.He told her that Lannister's daughter was intended for Prince Rhaegar, and proposed that the dwarf marry Elia.

Mother thought the proposal was an insult to her, and it turns out, as you know, that Elia married Rhaegar, not Cersei. "Said this, a triumphant smile appeared on his face, but soon sighed again.

"From Sunspear to Casterly Rock, we met a lot of married people, when I was young, I liked to laugh at my sister's suitors, those guys didn't do well, but in Oldtown she almost said yes Baelor Hightower's proposal, unfortunately he farted during the party.

If there was no such accident, I would not have made fun of this Hightower. She should be able to caress her son's face in the warm old town and tell him the story of Dorne. "

There was determination in the Prince's eyes, "She's waited too long, Cole. Too long."

Cole's heart was slightly touched, and he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Look, I will go and slaughter that stupid cow myself." The prince spoke harshly. "The dwarf is looking for a proxy knight."

"Do you think he is innocent?"

The prince stuck the tail cone of his spear into the ground and looked up. "I don't care about his innocence. I just want that ugly head of the Mountain."

"No." Cole vetoed it.

"Your leg is still hurt."

"No one can stop the prince, Cole." Oberon glanced over his head. "Let's just kill a stupid cow."

"Underestimate the enemy is the greatest enemy in battle, Your Excellency," Cole said to him.

"I don't need you to teach me, boy. I have been called the Red Viper since I was 16 years old. I don't know how many stupid cows I have killed."

"I'll go." Cole's words interrupted him.

The Prince's face suddenly became serious. "You are too young," he said.

"Tyrion is an old friend of mine. If he was allowed to choose, he would definitely choose me, just like I acted as a proxy knight to uphold justice for him in the Eagle's Nest City. Besides, this is my duty, isn't it? Don't you Think I'm unworthy, Uncle."

The prince was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Go and beat them up, and I'll let you go."

Cole stood up abruptly, picked up his spear, and walked straight across.

After a while, he came back, put his spear on the ground, and asked, "How?"

The Dorne warriors behind them all lay down on the ground.

Oberon had inquired a lot about him at the beginning, so he was not surprised by this.

"Yes, well hidden, but not enough," the Prince commented.

Dealing with guys like The Mountain requires more agility, and Cole's agility is far from enough. Of course, this is also related to his own physique.

The kid was almost as tall as he was, and more muscular, but he was still too small for the Mountain, which was almost three meters high.

"You don't need to be quick," Cole said to his uncle.

Soon his behavior made the Red Viper say nothing.

"This kid is really a monster." Oberyn Martell looked at his back.

Cole returned to his small courtyard.

In fact, during this period of time, his heart was also extremely complicated and chaotic.

When the silver hair first appeared, why didn't Cole fantasize about his identity?But no matter how he guessed in his heart, he didn't guess that he was actually the son of Rhaegar Targaryen.

He had already accepted his wandering and lonely identity, so he acted with a fearless and unfettered attitude.

But now, he has to be a warrior, he is an avenger facing the magic mountain, and it is his duty as the son of man to kill the magic mountain.He also has to lead an army to take back his damned throne and personally judge everyone who does harm to the bloodline.

Actually it's all bad.

But Cole can't just watch Oberon die at the hands of the Magic Mountain. Although his uncle Martell is very powerful, Cole knows the result of this duel. It seems that all the gods in the sky think Tyrion is guilty.

He bowed his head to the sky, do you also think the dwarf is guilty?
Sorry, I don't agree.

(End of this chapter)