Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 198 Allies
"The light here is not as good as the water garden."

Those thin eyebrows are like a pair of sharp knives, and the dark eyes are like the cold eyes of a poisonous snake.

"What are you going to do?" the voice asked.

"Someone doesn't want us to get too close to the Dothraki," said the prince in a weary hoarse voice.

"A Lannister?" Oberon asked him.

The prince shook his head, "I asked Quentin to meet the Targaryen girl in secret, and promised to send troops together after they crossed the sea."

"Do you think that group of savages who fuck horses with their lives can really cross the sea?" Oberon looked at the haggard Doran on the chair, reached out to lift the flagon on the table, and poured the crimson wine into the glass, "I and They've dealt, Doran. Those fellows don't care about the Iron Throne, they only think of blood and plunder."

The prince has always been silent, he has always been so, and nothing is said lightly, as he told his daughter, 'Silence is a king's friend, words are like a sword. '

"All of Dorne is roaring, and it's time for us to prepare for revenge," the Red Viper told him.

The prince's gaze stayed on the sunlight reflected in the room from the glazed window, depressed, sad, and cold.This moment actually made Oberon feel that he was already old, and his stumped legs were swollen out of shape.

Oberon only stayed in the Tower of the Sun for a while, and his back just disappeared into the long and narrow shadow falling from the golden vault, and the spears and banners running through the sun were dancing with the wind.On the high platform of the marble hall behind him are two identical thrones, one with a golden gun and the other with a sun.

"My lord, it has been rumored recently that you seem to be preparing to form an alliance with the Dornishmen?" Sir Gilbert stopped His Excellency the Prince of Storm's End and asked bluntly.

"Is there anything wrong with that?" Dawn was a powerful ally, and he was next to the Stormlands. If he could form an alliance with him, Cole really couldn't think of any shortcomings.

"Your Excellency, maybe I shouldn't say this, but I still hope you can see these problems. The lords of the Stormlands are actually dissatisfied with the batch of knights you canonized, and you are not as good as yourself. Bringing His Highness Shireen back from the north as promised, if you form an alliance with the Dornishmen, I think this will not be conducive to your governance of the territory of Storm’s End.” Gilbert has been acting as an agent for the affairs of Storm’s End, so The problem he sees is naturally much clearer than that of Cole, the hands-off shopkeeper. Besides, he himself is also a member of the noble lords, so he can naturally perceive Cole's alienation from the lords of the Stormlands.

Cole nodded, but seemed to have no intention of discussing this issue with him. He just said copiously: "Well, I understand, sir. Thank you very much for your honest advice."

Patting Gilbert's breastplate, Cole turned away, leaving the knight standing there with a helpless expression.

Cole walked straight for two steps, then suddenly stopped and turned his head, "Why don't you find a place where you can sit down and talk again, recently the caravan sent a lot of good wine from Dorn."

I don't know when, Cole seems to have gotten used to thinking and making decisions by himself, but it turns out that he is not always right.

No one can win forever, and the Game of Thrones is never just about war, and the changes in the situation in Westeros have long since deviated from the trajectory he is familiar with, and now he really should listen to other people's advice.

After entering the study, Cole opened the chair for Gilbert, then picked up the flagon on the table to pour wine for him, and then sat down on the main seat along the table.

Ser Gilbert Farring and his family have been steadfastly following Stannis and the Baratheons, which Cole naturally saw in his eyes.

Although his prince was personally appointed by the former king Stannis, the legal principle of ruling Storm's End relies entirely on his marriage contract with Shireen, but now that Shireen is far away in the north, he is still a little unconvincing as a prince. .

Although relying on a series of wars to establish prestige, but after insisting on going northward, it also attracted a lot of complaints.

"You don't seem to be optimistic about the alliance with Dawn. I don't know why?" Cole poured himself a glass of wine.

He did not seem to be in the habit of being served and poured, and Gilbert had heard a lot of cheap and vulgar remarks made at him in private.

"Your Highness, haven't you heard of the entanglement between the frontier and Dorne?" Gilbert said. "Since the Storm King ruled this land, the war between the Andals living in the frontier and the Rhoynar in Dorne has never ceased, and most of the princes and knights who respond to you now are from The castles in the borderlands, many of them have feuds with Dorne, if you know that you want to form an alliance with Dorne, you will definitely lose your reputation in the Stormlands."

Cole swung his wine glass, looking thoughtful.

The crimson wine swirls in circles, like a bloody eye of the storm.

He can believe that the Martell family intends to help Targaryen, but this must be on the premise of not losing Dorne's interests. Prince Doran is a calm person, and Dorne may not be of one mind. Every step of the king's thinking It is impossible to jump away from the lord under him.

"You know, we have a final battle with King's Landing, it's inevitable," Cole told him.

As long as Storm's End still calls itself Wang Tong, then sooner or later war will come, and now it's just the calm before the storm.

It is obviously irrational for the Reach Land and the kingdom to use the strength of the Stormlands to fight against the Western Region. Moreover, the situation in the Stormlands can be said to be devastated. The war has already caused great damage to the productivity of this land.

One cannot expect the Stormlands to resist tenaciously like Dorne, this is unrealistic.

Gilbert swallowed the wine silently. The current situation in the Stormland is indeed very bad.

"The Dorne Land has not participated in the previous wars, and it is an ally that can be striven for, and there are still" Cole did not continue. The messenger of Prince Doran has not yet sent the news of the alliance with King Ma.

"Your Highness, maybe you are right." Gilbert said with some uncertainty, "But I hope you can hold a big meeting and tell the reasons to all the adults in the castle."

"Not yet"

"Your Highness! Bachelor Pylos, please see me." The guard knocked on the door and shouted.

"Ask him to come in." Cole ordered out the door.

The bachelor saluted, "His Royal Highness, please allow me to disturb you." He handed over a letter, "Here is a letter from Sunspear City."

Cole and the maester said that as long as it is a letter from Sunspear, it will be delivered to him immediately.

After receiving the letter from the bachelor and unfolding the words in the parchment, Cole's face slowly became serious.

He let out a long sigh: "The gods always like to play cruel jokes with you in unexpected places."

　I went to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, I am very sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)