iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 439 Sweet Cersei

The Crow's Eye's gift must contain poison...

"What do I have to give, Euron?"

Euron Greyjoy spread his hands helplessly and said, "We are brothers. I need your help in my journey. This is just a little bit of my sincerity."

There was undisguised disgust in Iren's eyes: "No one knows you better than me. Stop acting. I can feel your hostility towards me."

Hearing this, Crow's Eye burst into laughter: "Hostile? We are indeed a family. I can sense this from you as well."

Yi Lun snorted coldly and said, "It really makes me feel ridiculous to hear the word family from you."

The Crow's Eye's smile faded slightly. He pinched his chin, and the smile on his lips spread again: "Your misunderstanding of me is too deep. It seems... we really need to have a good talk, my brother, I need you."

Aeron's eyes met the eye next to the Crow's Eye's eye patch. He paused and spoke slowly: "Where is your final destination, Euron?"

"worldwide."

"worldwide?"

"First, the green land."

"Green land?"

Crow's Eye grinned and spread his hands: "The entire Green Land."

Aeron stared into the Crow's Eye for a moment, then said, "You want to conquer the Seven Kingdoms? You are a madman. The lords and knights of the Green Land will never allow a sea monster to become their king."

The Crow's Eye didn't care about Aeron's comment. He shrugged and said, "Didn't Robert Baratheon seize the Iron Throne from the Targaryens more than ten years ago?"

Aeron sneered and said, "He can sit on that iron chair because his grandmother was a Targaryen, which at least conforms to the inheritance law of the Green Lands. And you, King Greyjoy? Even if you seize the Iron Throne, every man and woman in the Green Lands will have a reason to kill you and all the ironborn who follow you."

"You are indeed a rare treasure of the sea monster." Crow's Eye took a sip of wine from the silver cup, paused, and said slowly: "I can find the legal principles you mentioned. Don't forget, although Viserys Targaryen is dead, he still has a real dragon sister - Daenerys Targaryen."

The gift from the Crow's Eye was indeed poisoned... Aeron, with no expression on his face, slightly bent his fingers. The person in front of him was just trying to comfort him. Perhaps tomorrow's voyage would be his last.

Aeron glanced at the wooden box containing the Dragon Horn. The people of the Drowned God... have already made up their minds.

His voice echoed in the dim room: "The princess disappeared a long time ago. You are not the only smart person in this world."

The Crow's Eye looked over with its smiling eye: "There is no place in this world that I cannot reach, and there is nothing in this world that I cannot find."

Iren's eyes moved: "Do you know where she is?"

Hearing this, Crow Eye's mouth curled up and he said with interest: "You seem to be interested in the True Dragon Princess as well, my brother?"

Aeron glanced at the Crow's Eye's naked body with disgust and said, "It seems that you don't know where she is, Euron. You are talking to me about your own beautiful dreams."

There was a sharp flash in the crow's eyes. After a pause, he suddenly laughed: "Compared to you now, you were more interesting when you were a child."

Seeing Aeron's stone-like expression finally broken, he smiled triumphantly, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, okay, I can tell you. It is said that the Red Viper of Dorne once appeared in the city-state of Cantus, where Viserys was buried. Later, he happily went to King's Landing as his brother's envoy, which was very abnormal... ...plus he died inexplicably in the women's house of King's Landing."

After a pause, he pinched his chin and continued, "This is enough to prove that someone doesn't want Red Viper to continue to inquire about the news of the True Dragon Princess."

After a pause, Aeron's voice carried a hint of sarcasm. "That person is in King's Landing? You can't find the Targaryen princess with just this information, Euron."

Crow's Eye stretched out his hand, grasped it as if grasping something, and said, "No, with the other information I have, I may soon be able to find the person hiding in the shadows, and the lovely princess."

Yilan's eyes moved slightly: "Who is that person?"

"You will know later." The Crow's Eye walked to the table and filled two cups with a strange black wine, which was sticky... like honey.

He came to Aeron with two cups in his hands and handed him one. "Once we have defeated the Redwyne fleet, I will tell you, my brother... When the sea monsters and dragons marry, the whole world will hold its breath. And you, once I take the Iron Throne, my Seastone Seat will be yours, just as I inherited Balon."

Aeron looked down. The sticky substance in the cup was more blue than black, and it smelled like rotten meat.

Aeron did not take the cup from the Crow's Eye. "Tomorrow morning, my men and I will sail with you."

The Crow's Eye moved the wine glass in his hand: "This is good stuff, it is called Night Shadow Water, the wizard's wine, it can open your eyes."

The Water of Nightshade is a thick blue drink that is drunk year-round by Qartheen wizards in Essos. If a person drinks it regularly, his lips will turn blue.

It is rumored that the water of night shadows can allow the drinker to see events closely related to his own destiny, whether in the past or in the future. Therefore, wizards drink the water of night shadows to achieve a psychedelic state to help them perform magical rituals or explore the spiritual world.

"I'm sorry to refuse your wine."

As the Crow's Eye's smile became stiff, Aeron walked over and picked up the wooden box containing the Dragon's Horn.

"See you in the morning, Euron."

After saying this, Aeron glanced past the Crow's Eye, who was standing still, and left the room without looking back.

In the silent corridor, Aeron took out a palm-sized blank parchment and a short pen from his wide sleeves.

As he was walking, he pierced the skin on his wrist with the tip of his pen, and blood immediately oozed out of the wound.

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As Aeron walked down the stone steps, the noise in the hall continued.

Walking down the stairs, Aeron did not stop. He did not go to the hall, but came to the kitchen at the back, walked past the trembling servants, and left Hewitt Castle through the small door there.

In the silent darkness, the only sounds were Aeron's footsteps, his heavy breathing, and the sound of waves in the distance.

Yi Lun stopped and said suddenly, "You can come out now, Chief He Suo."

Not far away, a dark shadow moved. After a while, a low curse sounded: "Pirates are really not suitable for this job."

Under the dim moonlight, Chief He Suo scratched his head and walked over slowly: "I'm just worried that you can't get out..." "Don't talk nonsense." As he said that, Yilan put down the wooden box, opened it, took out the Dragon Horn inside, and handed it to Chief He Suo who had come to his side.

Chief He Suo took it in a daze and said in disbelief: "Is this... the dragon's horn?"

Ignoring He Suo, Yilen picked up a few stones and put them into the wooden box, then closed the lid.

Iren spoke much faster than usual: "I need you to set sail and leave here immediately under the cover of night. Can you do it?"

Chief He Suo couldn't help but speak faster: "Chief Rodrik is a kind scholar, not a ruthless pirate. He once told me that I can come back at any time, so... I am ready to escape at any time."

Aeron glanced at the dragon horn in Heso's arms, nodded, and said, "Very good, you leave immediately and give it to Asha. Tell her that the Seastone Seat is her and her brother's business, and the Drowned God will protect her. Okay, you leave immediately, don't delay."

Chief Heso paused for a moment and said, "Lord Aeron, we can go together. I will definitely bring you back to the Iron Islands safely."

"Don't underestimate Euron, and... give this to Asha's uncle."

After handing the tightly rolled parchment to Chief He Suo, he bent down, picked up the wooden box, and disappeared into the night first.

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The rose flag fluttered wildly in the wind. Garlan Tyrell kicked the spurs of the horse under his crotch. The horse let out a loud neigh and galloped forward like the wind.

He rode through the third gate of Highgarden, and soon a main fortress built of white marble appeared before him.

Sir Garlan slowly tightened the reins, gradually slowing down the horse, and finally stopping steadily in front of the gate of the main castle. He jumped off the horse nimbly, and a small cloud of dust was raised the moment his feet landed on the ground.

In the garden, Willas Tyrell put down his quill, looked at his brother who was striding towards him, and said with a gentle expression, "Brave Garlan, welcome home."

Sir Garlan smiled pleasantly: "Villas, you look well."

When Garland was a child, he was a fat boy. His elder brother gave him a nickname - Brave Garland, to protect him from being laughed at by others.

This also prevented him from "inheriting" their great uncle's nickname - Fat Garces, and for this... he was extremely grateful to his brother.

Vilas, sitting in a wheelchair, signaled to the servant behind him and pushed him in front of his brother.

Vilas looked at him and said, "You must have worked hard on the journey. You can take a good rest first."

Sir Garlan took a few steps, lifted a chair with one hand, sat down, and said, "Villas, I can't wait to land on the Shield Islands and hang all the pirates."

Willas chuckled: "Give me some time to get the boat ready. You still have enough time to rest."

Ser Garlan reached out and took the wine glass when the servant brought it over. He took a big sip and asked, "Any new information about Greyjoy?"

Willas took the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "They are still reveling on Oak Shield Island, but... this may be to confuse us. I have already issued orders to all the lords along the coast to strengthen their defenses."

Ser Garlan leaned back in his chair, paused, and said, "I never dreamed that Greyjoy would dare to attack the Reach."

"It was the war in the Seven Kingdoms that gave them the courage." Shaking the silver wine glass in his hand, Loras continued: "I learned that Euron Greyjoy distributed the Shield Islands to his leaders."

Hearing this, Ser Garlan laughed angrily: "Are these pirates crazy? Loras, whether it's a fishing boat or a merchant ship, I will lead my troops to the Shield Islands as soon as possible and let them taste the sharpness of the rose thorns."

"Perhaps this is Euron Greyjoy's trap."

Ser Garlan suppressed his rising anger at his brother's calm voice. Willas added, "I have sent out messengers. Before the battle... we must redeem the captives from Greyjoy first. Garlan, all the vassals in the Reach are keeping an eye on the Tyrells."

Ser Garlan spread his hands helplessly and said, "Well, this is indeed more important. We cannot trust Greyjoy's mercy."

Willas nodded slightly and said, "My brother, don't be anxious. The 30,000 reinforcements that my father has sent and the Redwyne fleet that is returning will all be handed over to you for command. When the time comes... I'm waiting to see you hang all the invaders, brave Garlan."

Ser Garlan clenched his right hand into a fist, and said in a slightly excited voice: "Brother, thank you for your trust. I will definitely stick Euron's head on the gate of Highgarden."

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The Royal Fleet Docks on the Blackwater River.

Oren Weaver, the commander of the royal fleet appointed by Cersei, is taking the captains to receive the seven newly built sailing ships.

Among them, the new flagship of the royal fleet, "Duke Tywin", has twice as many oars as the former flagship of the royal fleet, "King Robert's Hammer", and is the largest.

The most magnificent one is the Sweet Cersei, whose prow is a gilded figure of Queen Cersei, wearing mail armor, a lion helmet and holding a spear.

The remaining ships were also named by Cersei Lannister herself: Lady Joanna, Joffrey the Valiant, Princess Myrcella, King Tommen, and Lioness.

Oren Weasley's silver-gold hair was dazzling in the sun. He stood on the bow deck of the Sweet Cersei, looked around, and suddenly laughed: "Without the Redwyne fleet, this place seems much more empty."

The people standing around him all laughed. Most of them were young people promoted by Oren Weishui himself.

Standing in the crowd, Davos's second son, Arad Seaworth, pulled the corner of his mouth and let out a perfunctory laugh.

He leaves Crabbe's Dragonstone fleet and joins the royal fleet through a letter of recommendation from Lord Green to Queen Cersei (Chapter 415).

"Allard Seaworth."

Hearing Oren Weishui suddenly calling him, he walked out of the crowd, put his right hand on his chest, and saluted, "Lord Oren."

Oren raised his gray-green eyes and casually looked at the tall Arad. A frivolous smile appeared on his face. He said, "Queen Cersei specifically instructed me to let you serve as the captain of a new ship in the royal fleet. We have already gone around. Take a look. Which ship do you want?"

Oren's tone sounded as if the ships of the royal fleet were his own private property, which made Davos's second son frown.

He lowered his head, hiding his emotions, and said respectfully: "I will follow your arrangements, Lord Oren."

(End of this chapter)