Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 201 The real murderer?

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, my lord."

The figure suddenly jumped up from the edge of the wooden bed, and the dagger in his hand was sternly attacking himself.

When Cole turned his head, time slowed down, and he took advantage of the moonlight to see the man's appearance.

The man was not tall, with a thin body, messy gray-black hair, dark-brown clothes, and indifferent eyes that seemed to blend into the night.

He stared at the dagger, and the attack came unexpectedly. If Caesar hadn't sent him a sudden warning, he might have been hit at this moment.Looking at the trajectory of the dagger, Cole felt that he could dodge it.

As long as there is distance, he has a chance to draw the blade of winter.

Cole wanted to dodge between the mattresses, but saw another figure rushing out of the darkness, and there were more than one assassin!
The man wanted to attack from behind, his movements were astonishingly fast, and he was also holding a dagger in his hand.

Death came back and forth in a flash, and the opportunities left to him were almost completely blocked. Every second that passed, Stranger was one step closer to him.

"You have offended someone, my lord, someone paid for your life."

Time returned to normal speed in his eyes, only hearing what the assassin behind him said.

The dagger fell into the air and swung past Cole's arm, while the owner of the other dagger was firmly grasped by his wrist, freezing the dagger in mid-air.A curse flew out from the mouth of the slashing assassin, the sharp blade of the dagger turned in his hand, and stabbed at Cole's chest again.

Twisting the skinny wrist in his hand, the man Cole grabbed the wrist let out a pained grunt. He pulled the man to him, blocked the assassin's dagger, and caught the dagger dropped by the man with his hand.

Seeing his companion standing in front of him, the assassin knew that the assassination had failed. He stabbed the dagger straight into his companion's throat, then turned around and ran towards the door.

Blood was sprinkled on Cole's body. He pushed away the screaming man in front of him, and then chased after the door, but the assassin was extremely agile, and by the time he reached the door, there was no shadow in the corridor.

When he returned to the bedroom, the man was already dead, and his blood looked black in the night. Finally, someone was startled by the cry, and the first to arrive was the night watchman.

A group of people rushed to the tower with torches, and they were all shocked when they saw the scene in the room.

"His Royal Highness, what happened here?" The leading knight glanced at the bleeding corpse.

"My life is being paid for, Ser Karg," Cole told him.

The knight was shocked, and the prince was attacked by assassins during his night watch.A burst of panic spread in his heart, but the anger did not come as expected.

"There is another assassin still hiding in the castle, take your people to find him." The prince calmly ordered him, and then described the characteristics of the assassin in detail.

Cole stayed in the study all night, and at the same time convened all the ministers of the imperial council. Storm's End became noisy because of his assassination. Hundreds of sergeants in the castle collectively dispatched to sweep room by room.

It was not until dawn that Jose came to him with a dead body.

"Your Highness, when we found him, he was already dead," Jose told him.

"The time of death is not short." Maester Pylos touched the corpse and said. "At least four or five hours."

"Where did you find it?" Prime Minister Davos asked.He felt scared for a while, if Cole was assassinated, it was hard to imagine what would happen to Storm's End.

"Outside the Prince's Tower." Jose said.

The Prince's Tower is the site of Fallen Wood and Nightsong, where the Prince placed them. Legend has it that Jaehaerys, King of Menri, once hid here when his uncle Maegor the Cruel reigned.

Thinking of the corpses appearing around Earl Heywood Fell's residence, everyone couldn't help but think too much. They knew that Heywood Fell wasn't there at the dinner yesterday.

Cole thought about the reason why Heywood Fell hired the assassin, was it just to get rid of those fifty golden dragons?No, it can't be that simple, either he has another purpose, or someone wants to blame him.

Trial, assassination, and then planting, it seemed that everything was pushing him and Heywood Fell in the opposite direction.

Is it Lannister trying to drive a wedge between him and the lord?He thought quickly.

It is not easy for the assassin to enter the castle and then his bedroom. The only person with this ability is the Lord of the Stormlands, so who would it be?He went through the nobles of each family in his mind.

Cole remembered Gilbert reminding himself that the lords seemed to have a problem with his alliance with Dorne.

"Could it be a conspiracy?" Gilbert said, it goes without saying who wants Cole dead the most now.He knew that the traitor must still be in the castle, someone had already betrayed Storm's End, and Heywood Fell was undoubtedly the most suspected.

"Put the castle on alert and check who has seen these two people at the same time?" Cole ordered Jose Jose.

Jose led the way out.

The news about the assassination of the prince quickly spread, and the whole of Storm's End became panicked. Among them, Heywood Fell was the one who suffered the most. The murderer's body was just under the tower where he lived. What was found was discovered by his own guards.

He was indeed dissatisfied with the sentence that he was framed and killed the merchant's daughter, but he had already proved his innocence, but he had no intention of quarreling with the prince over this matter. He didn't go to the dinner that day simply because he was drunk with his knights, and when he woke up At that time, it was because the soldiers of the castle were searching for the assassin.

The security of the castle lasted only a few days before it was lifted without any major action. The prince attended the banquets and courts as usual, as if everything had returned to normal, but Heywood felt that every day was like a year.

The knight under him gave him a suggestion, let him return to his territory first.

"My lord, Sir Oakley Cullen is calling."

Heywood, who was drinking wine in depression, heard the visitor and ordered to the attendant, "Please come in."

The residence in Nightsong City was next to them, and Heywood and Oakley Cullen had a good conversation these days.

"Master Fair, does the fine wine from Qingting Island still suit your taste?"

"I've been ruined by alcohol." He said bitterly.

"The tongues of stable boys and servants are like the jester's ballads that have always fooled the world. It is not difficult to imagine that our prince is doing this." Oakley Cullen chuckled.

"There were rumors that he was mobilizing the military," Oakley continued.

Hearing the army, Heywood's heart couldn't help trembling, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "What is Your Excellency Prince planning to do?"

"The answer may not be good for us, Heywood." His expression suddenly became serious, "You know, the assassin is outside our residence."

"My lord, the meal you asked for has been delivered." The waiter pushed the door open, followed by a maid carrying the plate.

(End of this chapter)