iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 361 The Lannister Brothers (End)

"gratitude?"

Tyrion felt a strong sadness in his heart, and he felt like he was out of breath: "He gave her to the guards, a whole camp of guards, and let me... watch the whole process..."

He staggered: Ah, not just watching, but in the end I also...

He covered his chest tightly with his hands: My wife...

Looking at his grief-stricken brother, Sir James stretched out his hand: "I really didn't know he would do that. Please believe me..."

"I believe you?!"

Slapping Jaime's hand away, Tyrion roared: "Are you still worthy of my trust? Can I still trust you? Fuck you, Tyssa is my wife!"

Sir Jaime stood up and came closer. He blamed himself very much: "Tyrion..."

Snapped!
Tyrion jumped and slapped the face with all his strength, containing all the fear, anger and pain.

Ser Jaime stumbled backwards, lost his balance, and fell to the ground. He murmured, "I... am sorry."

"Oh, just sorry, James?"

Tyrion clenched his hands tightly, and his knuckles turned white from excessive exertion: "You, and my dear sister, and my kind father, yes, I haven't thought about it clearly yet, but one day I will... I will retaliate against you severely, I swear to God..."

His face was ferocious: "Lannister must pay his debts!"

The air in the cell was like a heavy weight.

Sir James stood up slowly, but he still could not face his brother's gaze: "I will never let you die."

Tyrion had an unconcealable disgust on his face: "Should I be grateful to you?"

Sir James shook his head, moved his lips, and said, "I owe you..."

"No, you don't owe me. I'm short, ugly, and born a sinner."

Under the dim light, Tyrion forced himself to smile: "As a grateful and good brother...it is natural to know how to repay. Listen, I repeat (Chapter 294), your cherished Cersei is a A complete and utter rotten cousin, you poor, stupid, blind fool."

He grinned slowly: "I heard that Cersei has great trust in the Kate Black brothers, especially Ser Osney. Guess why?"

Osney......

Sir James's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the riddle mentioned by Green (Chapter 319).

Golden hair and black hair are entangled with each other...

His hair color......

Cersei’s hair color…

Body hair………

With a flick of his snow-white cloak, James turned and left without saying a word.

With a clang, the cell door was closed, and Tyrion fell to the ground weakly.

Darkness consumes the dwarf.

He remembered.

He was thirteen years old that year, and he and Jaime were riding back from Lannisport. Suddenly there was a scream, and she saw her running towards the road, followed by two yelling guys.

Jaime drew his sword to deal with them, while he dismounted to protect the girl.

She was only less than a year older than me. She had black hair and was very slender. Her pitiful little face broke his heart.

Although she came from a lowly background, looked malnourished, and hadn't bathed for a long time... she was just lovable.

The two guys had already torn away the rags she was wearing, almost exposing her back, so he wrapped her in his cloak.

When James drove the two guys into the forest and ran back, he had already asked her name and life experience.

She was a farmer's daughter. She had been alone since her father died of a fever. She was about to go... Well, she actually didn't know where she was going.

At that time, Jaime only wanted to catch the two guys who dared to cause trouble so close to Casterly Rock City. He regarded this as a great shame and humiliation, and went back to Casterly Rock City to call the guards.

She was too panicked to walk alone, so he suggested taking her to a nearby hotel and getting her something to eat.

She was hungrier than he expected. The two of them ate two and a half roasted chickens and drank a whole bottle of wine. They chatted happily while eating.

Then………

She didn't know what to do and was no better than him. They kept bumping noses, but she shivered when their tongues touched.

She was shy, but he was even shyer. I don't know where he got the courage that time.

The first time, she cried, but afterwards she kissed him, and then she sang quietly.

That's a ballad from Mill called "My Season of Love."

The next morning, he had fallen in love with her, he confirmed.

She loves him.

She was a farmer's daughter, she loved him and married him, she put her trust in him.

...Tyrion's eyes were drowned in tears.

James is his closest relative, his strong brother. When he was a child, he often bought him toys, including hoops, building blocks and wooden lions.

James prepared his first pony for him and taught him how to ride it.

James said she was a bought prostitute. He had never doubted it. What was there to doubt?
Even his father didn't love him, so what reason did she have to be tempted by a dwarf like him?
Yes, James said that she bought it as a "gift" for him. Of course he wouldn't doubt it. What could he doubt?
Yes, even her father doesn't love her, so what reason does she have to fall in love with him, an ugly dwarf?
...Tyrion lay on the ground, pathetically making excuses for himself.

...He is indeed an innocent and despicable dwarf.

... He bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from whimpering.

He heard her voice: I love you, Tyrion.

He watched helplessly as she was taken away from him.

Tessa… I’m damned…

Tessa…I’m sorry…

Tessa...it's all my fault...In the pitch black darkness, Tyrion burst into tears.

Sorry……Tessa……

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After the good news of King Robb's recapture of Harrenhal reached Riverrun, Duke Brandon Tully appointed the Earl of Seaside, Jason Mallister, as the acting lord of Riverrun, and he led dozens of cavalry to the throne. Depart from Hecheng.

At this time, Duke Brandon's figure had appeared outside the Twin River City, and he was looking at the military castle across the river.

The nearby Green Fork is deep and fast, but House Frey's power stretched across both banks centuries ago, and they have grown rich off the fees paid by those who cross the river.

The passage built by the Freys was a huge arched gray stone bridge, wide enough for two carriages to drive side by side; the River Guard Tower stood in the center of the arc, threatening the river and the road with its archery holes, killing holes and iron gates.

It took Frey three generations of family heads to complete the arch bridge. After it was completed, they built wooden fortresses on both sides.

Nowadays, the wood has long been replaced by stone. At both ends of the arch bridge are square castles with almost the same appearance. They both have deep moats and heavy oak inlaid iron doors.

When Duke Brynden rode closer, the drawbridge of the castle on the west side of the river had been raised and the gates had been lowered.

The city gates were closed and bolted.

Duke Blackfish raised his eyes and saw that the city walls were filled with the light and shadow of guns, swords and large crossbows, and archers were deployed at every arrow opening.

The accompanying Earl of the Dreadfort, Roose Bolton, rode over to the side, observed, and said, "Compared to before, Lord Frey has become more cautious."

He added: "Duke Tully, without a large number of troops and siege weapons, such a castle cannot be captured. The troops I brought from the north had to stay on the east side of the river."

Across the deep, rushing green water, River Castle looks like its twin to the castle to the west.

Duke Brynden had deep eyes, paused, and said, "Our greatest enemy is the Lannister."

Earl Bolton's light eyes moved slightly and said: "Duke Tully, I still want to advise you to be more vigilant. Marquis Frey is not known for his broad mind."

"My great-nephew needs a little more help."

Duke Brynden sighed softly: "The Frey family is very important to King Robb. If I show my distrust of them, how can I let Marquis Frey see our sincerity."

At this time, a side door of the Hexi Castle suddenly opened, and a wooden plank bridge was stretched out across the moat. A dozen knights came towards them with flags of silver-gray background and dark blue twin towers. The leader was Robb who led the cavalry away. After Riverrun City...then return to Black Wald in Luanhe City.

Stopping his horse, Black Wald grinned: "Lord Blackfish, Marquis Frey is greatly honored by the new lord's visit. He invites you to have dinner with him in the castle."

Invite only one person? !

Earl Bolton's thin voice reached Duke Brynden's ears: "We can negotiate outside the city gate. If you agree to the invitation, you will be at the mercy of Marquis Frey. He can sell you to Lannister, or Throw you into the dungeon as a hostage and do as he pleases.”

After staring at Black Walder with a malicious look on his face for a while, he raised his hand to signal the shouting knights of the Riverlands behind him to stop.

He looked back and said, "Wait for me here."

Finally, he looked at Earl Bolton, nodded, and said to Black Walder: "Thank you, Marquis Frey, for the invitation. Please lead the way."

Twin River City, the hall of Hedong Castle.

Marquis Walder Frey who greeted Duke Brynden was surrounded by nearly twenty sons, thirty-six grandsons, nineteen great-grandchildren, as well as many daughters, granddaughters, illegitimate children, illegitimate daughters, and illegitimate grandsons. granddaughter.

This reminded Ser Brynden of a joke circulating in Riverrun: Looking at the entire Seven Kingdoms, Walder Frey is the only lord who can give birth to an army by himself.

"Lord Blackfish, welcome to your arrival. This is a great honor for the Frey family."

Lord Walder is ninety-one years old. He looks like a shriveled pink weasel. His head is bald and covered with age spots.

Due to gout, Marquis Walder could not stand without support, and the person supporting him at this time was his eighth wife, a pale and thin sixteen-year-old girl.

Duke Brynden looked at Old Walder and said, "I remember the last time we met was when Lysa married and went to the valley. Time passed by as quietly as flowing water. We have been together for more than ten years..."

Marquis Walder's shoulders were trembling, and he seemed to be laughing: "Who would have thought that a half-savage lord of the swamp would become the new master of the valley."

His shoulders trembled again: "The Aylin family, which has inherited thousands of years, has perished. This is really cruel... Huh... Huh... Huh... I don't know which noble family will die next... Huh...huh...huh..."

Duke Brynden frowned slightly, and then an old son of Marquis Walder said: "Father, have you forgotten? Duke Hoster's daughter married Duke Arryn, and Arryn and Tully are the same family. Our new lord just mentioned her."

Marquis Walder seemed very angry: "Am I asking you? I'm not dead yet, do I look like a dead person? I don't need to listen to your preaching."

As soon as he finished speaking, another younger son of Marquis Walder complained: "Lord Frey, this is not the Frey family's way of hospitality, and you invited it yourself."

Another son of Lord Walder said: "Father, have you forgotten that the Freys are vassals of Duke Tully?"

"Now, even my illegitimate son is teaching me a lesson?"

Marquis Walder flicked his fingers and drove away a red-faced young man, complaining: "You all deserve to die, I can say whatever I want. I have entertained three kings in my life, let alone the queen, I still use Do you remind me how to treat guests?”

After saying that, he gestured to his other two sons: "Help me to the chair and sit down."

They helped Lord Walder to sit on a black oak chair. His young wife came over timidly and covered his feet with a blanket.

After Marquis Walder sat down, he seemed to think of Duke Brynden. He pointed to another identical chair opposite him and said: "Lord Tully, I am angry with these bastards. Please, please sit."

Duke Brynden's face was a little stiff. As soon as he sat down, Marquis Walder's voice came over: "Are you here to let me go on an expedition with the lord? But my old bones have already passed the time of leading troops in war. At this age, I can let my heir take my place, Steve Lun..."

One of Marquis Walder's sons interrupted: "Father, he died in the battle long ago."

"Dead? Yes, I haven't forgotten. I know he died in the battle. Shut up. I don't need you to remind me. I have seen his body."

Marquis Walder showed a strange smile to Duke Brynden and said, "Then you are here for the wedding..."

Marquis Walder's speech was interrupted again by a son: "Father, have you forgotten? King Robb has broken off his engagement with the Frey family."

Marquis Walder blinked, followed the sound, and said angrily: "I'm not dead yet, and the Frey family doesn't need you to remind me what to do."

After glancing at the dozens of pairs of eyes staring here, Duke Brynden coughed lightly and said, "Marquis Walder, can we talk somewhere else?"

"Aren't we talking about it now?"

Marquis Walder murmured a complaint, turned his head, and yelled at the Freys standing around: "Why don't you get out of here? Didn't you hear that the lord wanted to talk to me privately? You all should step aside, Go find something useful to do. Yes, you too, bitch, get out, get out, get out."

Amidst Marquis Walder's anger, his sons, daughters, grandsons, illegitimate children, grandsons, and granddaughters left the hall one after another.

Then, he leaned forward and said to Duke Brynden: "They are all waiting for me to die, but I want to disappoint them. I don't want to fulfill their wishes."

(End of this chapter)