Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The blue banner of the Crescent Falcon occupies the King's Road, and they are heading towards the Blood Gate.

Attis did not ride with the soldiers, but lay half in the carriage, holding a thick ancient book in his hand. He originally wanted the bookmaker in Twin River City to repair the ancient book for him, but the reason for failure was surprising. No one could have predicted it.

The bookmakers in Twins City were illiterate and did not understand the art of bookmaking.

Maester Bennett was helpless. He didn't understand this kind of craftsmanship that could easily get his hands dirty.

An upstart aristocrat who doesn't value knowledge. Attis couldn't help but think with disgust at that time. In fact, he had ignored that many military nobles in Westeros who had inherited the tradition for thousands of years only valued academics. Academics were independently in the hands of maesters, and the management of the castle library tower was also limited. It's just related to bachelors, and most nobles won't care.

Attis carefully flipped through the ancient books and copied the important sentences. At this moment, he did not look like a canyon guardian who advocated martial virtue, but more like a bachelor studying history.

"What kind of book is this?" Roslin put her hands lightly on Artis's back, "You've been reading it for a long time." She reached out and handed over the apple slices.

Attis opened his mouth to bite the fruit, chewed it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

"'High as Glory: The Eagle of the Andals' written by Maester Cologne." Attis said vaguely, the pulp was very sweet.

Roslin leaned on the soft ground, the carriage swaying, "I've heard of him, Maester Cologne."

Artis smiled softly, "I'm sorry, my lady, how do you know about Bachelor Cologne? As a bachelor, he is not famous."

Roslin smiled and looked at Attis' side face reading a book, "I like the poems he wrote, the poems describing eagles and canyon knights."

Attis closed the book and put down the pen and paper, "Yes, he is very famous for this."

"The blessing of the seven-pointed star, the knight riding the giant eagle, the decisive victory of the giant's spear, the real owner of the canyon comes across the sea," Roslin chanted softly, her deep and ethereal voice like the whisper of the Virgin.

Attis wrapped his hands around Roselyn's waist, "The bow of the eagles, the bonding love of the children of the forest, the weirwoods no longer shed tears in the valley."

Roselyn came close to Attis's face, her lips close to his ear, "The reconciliation of the old and new gods, praised together, Attis Arryn," she murmured and then said softly, "The Canyon Knight said he He is a falcon knight who flies with two wings. According to folklore, he is a flying eagle knight riding a giant eagle. "

"Isn't it a fascinating legend?" Attis hugged Roslin and kissed her lips.

"Why are you reading this book? The journey is long, and there are many more interesting things to do, right?" Roslin put her hands into Attis's clothes, but was gently pinched by Attis's hand.

"Why should I take the Twins?" Attis's question made Roslin slightly stunned. She had never thought about these questions that a real superior should think about.

Attis's questions came one after another, "Why did I cross the Green Fork, why did I take Harrenhal, and why did I threaten Lady Catelyn with the idea that her son's retreat would be controlled by me? Instead of singing about the friendship between Lord Eddard and my father, let’s have another simple, honorable, unadulterated Wolf-Hawk alliance?”

At this time, Roslin seemed to really hear some confusion in Attis's words, which made her a little at a loss.

"I promised you that I would let your father go." Attis's eyes were bright, flashing slightly like waves shining on the crystal clear river.

But I pushed him to the tip of my subordinate's sword. Attis thought.

"Yes, you are Attis Arryn, the Valley Eagle and Falcon Knight who values ​​honor. The Arryn family values ​​Xinuo the most because you are a great hero." Roslin answered cautiously. She also I don’t dare to mess with my children’s love anymore.

Attis chuckled twice, "This great hero occupied your family's castle. Most of your relatives died at the hands of the people in the valley. The remaining relatives are in prison. I also gave some of the Frey family's The women and children were brought to the team returning to the valley and used as..." Attis hesitated for a moment, "hostage."

Roslin swallowed lightly, and she didn't know how to answer.

Artis stopped questioning, and gently hugged Roslin into his arms, "My fault, I scared you. Although this question is important, I shouldn't ask you."

On the cover of the book, the family motto "High as Glory" is very eye-catching. Faintly hidden under the words is a burly figure with a silver helmet with falcon wings that is easy to identify. That is the legendary Attis Ai. Forest.

At night, the valley army set up their tents, and Roslin gently made the bed. The warmth brought by the fire dispelled the cold night. Because there were women, children, and children, the valley soldiers brought many velvet blankets and many soft clothes from the Twin River City. A mat for the Frey women and Lady Catelyn.

Attis did not sleep with Roslin for several nights during the march. The last time she sneaked out of the tent to see him, he was playing guessing and drinking with the soldiers in the valley.

She would rather sleep on a hay mat wearing chainmail than lie on a comfortable blanket. Roslin had never seen many nobles like this, even some of her own relatives who fought bravely.

She closed her eyes and thought no more.

The light of the candle flickered and reflected on the yellowed paper. Attis carefully flipped through the strokes of Maester Cologne. He wanted to understand what "high as glory" meant.

"In the Battle of the Seven Stars, King Robar Royce II led his army to completely recapture the valley that was conquered by the Andals who came across the sea. Sir Artis Arryn was both wise and brave. He asked a knight to wear his spare silver armor to fight against King Robar Royce II who was wearing bronze armor. He personally led elite knights to climb a narrow path and attacked King Robar Royce II from behind. Legend has it that he killed King Robar himself."

Artis Arryn muttered to himself as he read the contents of the book. He had heard this story countless times when he was a child. As the second Artis of the Arryn family, he would naturally be dictated these legendary stories by those around him.

"High as glory" Whenever Artis saw this story, he would recite his family motto. He wanted to find some evidence of being high as glory in the deeds of his ancestors. Where did this motto come from and what did it mean?

Maybe his father would explain this to him in detail, but his father is dead, and no one will call him the eldest son and heir of Lord Jon. They will only call themselves the Duke of the Eyrie, the guardian of the valley, and the only legitimate head of the Arryn family.

No one can guide him in the family motto. Robin is too young, and he is the oldest, the real Arryn.

If we only talk about honor, the performance of the Falcon Knight in the Battle of the Seven Stars was considered to be clever, brave and wise, but judging by the strict honor standard, this legendary deed is not very glorious.

This kind of high honor, looking through the history of the Arryn family for thousands of years, active expansion still accounts for the majority, whether it is the active war to conquer the valley across the sea, or the expansion to the north of the valley, and the overseas war that has been tug-of-war with the North for thousands of years. It seems that war is the highlight of glory. Even now, most of the canyon knights are eager to fight for the feudal lord in order to gain honor.

But he is a feudal lord, not a canyon knight full of pride and ambition. If the war is meaningless, it is a cancerous existence. For example, the war with the North that lasted for thousands of years wasted many warships and brave knights in the valley just to compete for a few islands of little strategic significance.

He rubbed his brows, puzzled.

Living in the Eyrie, with the Bloody Gate tightly closed, the Arryn family gave most people in the valley the feeling of a lonely eagle living in the Giant's Spear Eagle's Nest. In the eyes of most people in Westeros, they are noble foreign lords across the mountains.

The strong winds and changeable weather on the Eyrie cast a mysterious veil on the world, and even Arryn himself found it difficult to recognize who he really was.

Lonely and arrogant, perhaps this is the explanation of "high as glory".

But this is too thin and too stereotyped.

"'As high as glory', no one knows why Sir Artis gave this motto to his family, but as far as the eagle is concerned, soaring in the sky, the eagle's eyes look down, castles, rivers, lakes, and even mountains are in full view. It is the overlord of the sky. At least before the arrival of the Targaryen dragon, nothing can threaten the soaring eagle."

"'As high as glory', no noble in Westeros puts glory so high. Is this a conceited nonsense or a declaration of honor? We can't go back to that era to get evidence from Sir Artis. Oh, Sir Artis should have become the king of the valley at that time. But the eagle can indeed be fearless. The giant's spear sent the main castle of the Arryn family, the Eyrie, to the clouds, and the dangerous fortress of the Moon Mountains put the eagle The Nest City was surrounded in circles, and the hidden guns and cold arrows could not reach here. The poison sent to the mountains might be frozen into ice or disappear in the valley. "

"The masters of the valley, whether they are called the kings of the valley or the current guardians of the east, can always face the enemy head-on, and regard "high as glory" as the highest behavioral requirement of the family and have nothing to fear. At most, they can close the bloody gate and sit in the eagle's nest. In the age without dragons, the Arryn family can rest assured. "

Maester Cologne's words revealed his respect for the Arryn family. This is a bit like the content of the book that Artis read in King's Landing by Grand Maester Pycelle describing the Lannister family. If the two were born in the same era, they might quarrel.

Artis continued to read, and the following text seemed to have changed.

"The ambition of the King of the Valley seemed to have disappeared the moment Rona Arryn rode his dragon into the sky. Later, the Arryn family seemed to prefer to stay in a corner. The plight of orphans and widows became the norm for the inheritance of the Arryn family. This situation became common after Aegon's conquest. Some people even regarded the Eyrie as a city of no heirs, no less than Harrenhal."

Attis frowned slightly.

"But the Arryn family does not care about the evaluation from the foot of the mountain. They always stay high in the eagle's nest, listening to the wonderful sound of Alessa's tears and overlooking the beautiful scenery of the Arryn Valley. Their eyes are the whole valley. Everything in the valley is beautiful, the strictest chivalry, the most devout belief in the Seven Gods, not only the beauty of natural scenery and castles, but also the spirit of the people of the valley and the will of the Arryn family."

Attis smiled lightly. Cologne has already praised the valley and the Arryn family to a higher level.

"In the Eyrie, even if you need to climb to the top, it is difficult for the fearful to even take a step. But when you reach the top of the Giant's Lance, true freedom will turn into wind and wrap around you. Standing at the highest point of the valley, you will more intuitively feel what it means to be 'as high as glory'. Dear readers of this book, please don't say too much. As a bachelor who has served the Eyrie for decades, I have worked diligently and climbed the Giant's Lance more times than the captain of the Eyrie's guards! My colleagues in the Citadel do not need to question this experience!"

Attis laughed when he read this. In the Bachelor's Tower of the Eagle's Nest, there are many manuscripts of Bachelor Cologne, including poems, papers, diary records, etc., but what is more amazing is the countless paintings depicting the valley scenery and knight's costumes, including his own portrait.

In the portrait, Cologne looks old and weak. Perhaps it was this impression that made the later Bachelors serving the Eagle's Nest not believe that Cologne had repeatedly climbed to the top of the Giant's Spear Mountain.

Seeing this, Attis finally understood why this book was not circulated and reprinted. No one would care about Cologne's works if he responded to his colleagues in the Academy like this. This book was only circulated in the valley and the Eagle's Nest. The only copy was placed in the library tower of the Eagle's Nest.

Attis closed the book, stood up and walked out of the tent. The mountain cat Adam stood up quickly and followed him.

The military camp was very quiet, which matched Attis's calm heart.

There was a faint light in the distance, flickering in the jungle, probably glowing fireflies.

The closer he got to the valley, the calmer Attis's restless mind became, which allowed him to calmly review all the decisions he had made after leading his army out of the Bleeding Gate.

He pretended to conspire with the lion to destroy Frey and take back the Twins.

The cavalry crossed the Ruby Shoal and occupied Harrenhal.

With such a significant victory, Attis suddenly realized that his hatred for Tully was far less intense than his ambition to occupy more territory.

He became more and more uncertain whether it was revenge, to make Tully pay for Lysa's actions, or ambition, to expand the territory and ease the long-standing contradiction between people and land in the valley.

As high as glory, is this glory reflected in revenge or in expanding territory?

Later, when the news of Eddard's death came, what kind of mentality did he have to let Robb Stark's army cross the river, and seemed to threaten Robb's retreat to force Catelyn to agree to his conditions.

Wolf and Eagle have been friends for a long time. His father even responded to treason for the sake of honor, Eddard and Robert's safety, and justice.

But he seemed to be full of calculations.

He agreed to Roslin's prayer, but handed the lives of Frey and others to the ambitious Lynn Corbray, wanting to take the opportunity to get rid of the people he wanted to get rid of, and also wanted to take the opportunity to punish the people in the valley who were suspected of having two hearts.

Making these calculations for the benefit of the valley seems to be no different from other guardian families. Where is the "high as glory" reflected?

Artis Arryn just sat on the ground, looking up at the bright moon for a long, long time.

The dew at dawn dripped on Artis's clothes, and his eyes were open, staring at the clear dew.

Anguy seemed to be standing behind him uncomfortably, looking very anxious, "Master, I didn't expect you to get up so early."

Attis smiled, stood up, and patted the dust off his body, "It's time to set off, right?"

"Yes, as long as you give the order, we can leave at any time." Anguy said with a blushing face, feeling very annoyed that he could not accompany the Duke in time.

"Let's go, don't waste time, the soldiers are homesick." Attis said, and walked straight to his carriage.

Attis lay in Roselin's arms, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

The carriage was shaking, and Anguy rode his horse and whispered orders to various parts of the army to curb the noise and noise everywhere.

"Shut up! The Duke is resting." Anguy frowned, stared at the noisemaker with wide eyes as if threatening, and scolded.

The valley army restored discipline. Except for the noise that was inherent in the march, the soldiers obeyed the discipline and consciously kept silent.

The march gradually slowed down, but Attis in his arms suddenly woke up.

"Duke Attis?" Roselin was startled, watching Attis prop up half of his body and lean out of the window.

"Why slow down? We are almost home, why are you not in a hurry? Speed ​​up, speed up!" Attis scolded the canyon knights around him.

"Yes!" The blue-robed guard rushed to the front and called on the team to speed up and rush to the blood gate.

Feeling the bumps of the frame, Attis seemed to gradually let down his guard and continued to close his eyes to rest, his expression more relaxed than before.

As the sun rotated, the team gradually stopped.

Ange's voice came from outside the window, "Master, we are about to reach the border of the valley. I'm afraid the convoy will be handed over to the Blood Gate's special person to receive it. We have to ride forward."

Attis smiled slightly, "Okay," he said softly, turned his head to look at Rosalin who had been serving and taking care of him, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke her soft long hair, "I'll take you to see my hometown. The valley is not suitable for such a spacious frame. You will have to suffer a little."

Rosalin had never seen Duke Attis so happy and excited. He excitedly propped himself up, lifted the curtain of the frame, and walked out of the frame. Ange hurriedly put armor on the duke and led the warhorse.

"Miss, please move to the carriage shed. It's narrow there, but at least it's more comfortable than riding." Attis nodded to Rosalin in the frame. Ange hurriedly stepped forward, held Rosalin's wrist, and moved to the back of the army.

"The valley is ahead, canyon knights!" Attis shouted loudly.

The joyful celebration sounded throughout the army, and they focused their slightly fanatical eyes on Duke Attis, holding their shields or swords high.

"All troops, march!" Attis raised his whip and marched to the front of the team.

"Duke Attis!"

Lady Catelyn rode on a brown horse, holding the reins quite skillfully, and rushed behind Attis.

"My lady." Attis nodded and responded politely.

"I have something I want to talk to you about. Maybe now would be a good time?" Caitlin said.

"Madam is Aylin's guest, guests can speak freely." Attis did not refuse, looking straight up the hill in the distance.

The neatly arranged road leading to the Blood Gate seems to be much wider, and it has obviously been renovated. It seems that the golden dragon sent from Twin River City to the Gate of the Moon is not in vain, and it is indeed more convenient and spacious.

For the valley that already owns half of the riverland, the difficulty of leaving the valley by land, the advantages of being easy to defend and difficult to attack are weakened to a certain extent, and the disadvantage of inconvenient communication suddenly becomes apparent.

Anyone who is familiar with the influence of geography on the political situation knows that the valley is no longer a defensive and passive attitude. All this changed completely after the Valley soldiers fought hard and captured the Green Fork River effortlessly. A positive attitude of attacking instead of defending should be the best choice.

Therefore, the need to improve transportation and build roads has been put on the agenda.

"I have carefully thought about your teachings to me, Duke." Caitlin carefully considered her words and said cautiously.

"Teach me, this is going to frustrate me." Attis looked at the road leading to the Blood Gate and inspected the effectiveness of the road construction by Grand Steward Nestor.

"I should really learn to think like our elders. I think like my father, and you have the teachings of the former prime minister." Caitlin said.

"Speak directly, Mrs. Caitlin." Artis knew that Caitlin wanted to get down to business, perhaps with further conditions, so he looked at Caitlin.

"My father created the Alliance of Fish, Wolf and Eagle through marriage and helped King Robert ascend to the Iron Throne. Perhaps he can continue to write the glory and friendship that he once had like in the past." Caitlin said tentatively. , the words seemed to be full of caution.

Attis took a slight breath, and white mist blew out of his mouth.

Caitlin observed Artis' expression. She was very nervous. The recent bad news and the hidden danger of Robb's retreat made her even a little nervous.

"Marriage?" Attis asked.

"Yes," Caitlin nodded quickly, "Marriage is recognized by both the old and new gods as the best way to forge family bonds. Blood is thicker than water. The Holy Mother blesses both parties involved in the marriage."

"Who is marrying whom, Lady Catelyn?" Attis smiled and asked.

"I think my husband has also discussed with me that Sansa should marry you, Arya. She may not like it, but..." Caitlin hesitated. Like her, she values ​​her children more than anything else. It is not easy for a heavy mother to say these words.

"Sansa was promised to King Joffrey by King Robert. This engagement was witnessed by the Seven Gods and cannot be modified. Lady Catelyn, maybe you have stayed in the north for too long." Attis said, he was unwilling By accepting this binding, Vale can have freer choices.

"Joffrey was born from incest. Duke Attis, Stannis, your father, and my husband Ned have all investigated these matters, aren't you?" Caitlin was both anxious and confused. say.

"Yes, you were involved in it, and you were harmed by villains before you knew the truth." Attis said contemptuously, without even looking at Caitlin. Anyone can mention his father in front of him, except you, the Tully family.

Caitlin was speechless. She knew that the little person Attis was referring to was definitely Little Finger.

"Sorry, Duke Attis." Caitlin said at a loss.

"What you just thought was to let Sansa marry me and Arya marry Robin?" Attis asked.

"Yes, Duke Attis." Caitlin breathed a sigh of relief and said firmly.

Artis stopped his horse, and the team behind him suddenly stopped.

"If so, you might as well optimize some conditions, such as arranging a marriage between my brother and Arya, and sending Bran and Rickon to the Gates of the Moon to be the adopted sons of Steward Nestor, without involving me. Maybe it would be better." Atty. Si said with a smile.

Caitlin took a deep breath, "If this is the condition, will you agree to send troops to join the war with Robb for Eddard, and let Robb return to Winterfell when the war is over?"

Attis shook his head, "I'm not a bad person, I'm just looking for the most suitable path for the valley." He was silent for a long time, and the valley army behind him stayed calmly behind the lord.

"I will consider sending troops very carefully, but if Robb doesn't go well with the war and wants to retreat to the north, the Twins will also open the city gates wide," Attis said.

"So, you agree?" Caitlin asked.

"I'll think about it, madam." Attis raised the corner of his mouth, raised his whip, and quickened his pace. The Canyon Knight behind him also hurried past Caitlin's mount and galloped away. The two were suddenly far apart.

Caitlin looked at the galloping Attis with mixed emotions in her heart. She felt that Attis had completely taken the initiative in the negotiation, and she seemed to only be able to give in.

The Eagle's Nest City really overlooks the entire Arryn Valley!

Roslin let the wind blow her hair and looked excitedly at everything under the castle.

Pia Frey leaned against the battlements. Of all the Frey who went to the valley with Duke Attis, only he and Roslin were taken to the Eagle's Nest, and the rest were all at the Gates of the Moon.

She looked at Roslin on the side, with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes. Roslin was so pitiful. It seemed that she was forced to accept the coercion of Duke Attis and get into the bed of the Duke of Eagle's Nest City. Fortunately, she had Lynn.

Wait, Roslin came to the Eagle's Nest because she was the mistress of Duke Attis, why did she?

She took a deep breath and held the battlements of the Eagle's Nest nervously. Such a towering castle seemed like a huge prison, trapping herself. Could it be that her future was to be a prostitute trapped on this mountain for people to play with?

She pressed her chest as hard as she could and tried to calm down. Looking at Roslin, who was cheering and naive, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

In the lord's study of the Eagle's Nest, Maester Komon looked at the returning Duke Atis with a little relief.

"Master Atis, you are now a legend in the valley," Komon said respectfully, "I am really honored to serve you and your great family."

"Oh?" Atis smiled slightly, "How do you say it?"

"The valley has never opened up such a vast territory. From the Three Sisters Islands to Seagull Town, and from the Five Finger Peninsula to the Green Fork River, half of the fertile river lands fell into the hands of our valley. This is a grand event that has never happened since the Andals landed!" Komon said excitedly, and his arms were even shaking slightly.

Attis looked at Komon, maybe this maester will become the second Cologne.

"You are too kind, Maester Komon." Attis couldn't stop smiling. The desire to be loved by his hometown people is not only what ordinary knights of the valley hope for, but also what he, the duke of the valley, hopes for.

"Lysa Tully," Attis's face turned cold, "She is still there"

"Still in that room, sir, do you want it?" Komon responded.

Attis nodded, "Let someone entertain Lady Catelyn and bring Robin and Arya to the Eyrie. As for Lysa Tully, I finally came to the Eyrie once, and it's time to deal with her."

Komon clearly saw that Master Attis's face was gradually getting colder, and he stopped talking and left the room with his head down.

"Ange, take ten guards and follow me." Attis said, his words were straightforward.

He walked out of the study. The wind in the Eyrie was still very strong, and he almost couldn't stand for a while.

Atis gently held the sword his father gave him and took a deep breath. Ten blue-robed guards and Ange came behind him.

He walked towards the height.

The Eagle's Nest is not very large. Compared with other castles guarding the family, it is much smaller. Its tower is not tall and the space is very narrow. Basically, the space is fully utilized by the Arryn family. However, the tower where Atis is located is empty. Outside the tower are the fully armed blue-robed guards of the Arryn family. The door is locked with an iron lock. This tower is close to the edge of the castle, and the windows are facing the boundless Arryn Valley. If she wants to escape from the window, the freedom given by the wide valley will be hers alone.

But it is obvious that Lysa will not die so easily. She is locked in a dark room without sunlight. There seems to be no air in it. There is no time. It is all suffocating darkness and silence.

"Open the door." Atis said.

The blue-robed man opened the iron lock, and the dusty iron door was opened.

Attis walked in and headed for the top of the tower, followed closely by Ange and ten guards.

Arriving at the windowless room, the man in the blue robe took the key and gently opened the door. The subtle sound of the door seemed very abrupt in this space.

Attis walked in, and a skinny, half-naked woman covered with only rough grass was locked to the wall.

Seeing someone coming, Lysa seemed unsure, dragging the chain and raising her head.

"Robin, are you here to see mommy?" Lysa grabbed her face, limped on the ground, and crawled towards the door, "You are here to save mommy, right? You haven't had mommy's breast milk for a long time. Mommy misses you so much"

"You have grown up so much? Has it been many years? It seems so." Lysa tilted her head, her body was full of stench, and there was no hair on half of her scalp, all scabby wounds.

Lysa's madness reached its peak at this time. She did not continue to walk towards the door. The iron chain controlled her range of movement. She ran around and hunched over.

"Robin! Good Robin! Come and help me, oh no, Petyr, it's Petyr, you are here, help me, my love!" Lysa grabbed the iron chain, and half of her nails were scratched off in an instant, bleeding.

"Pull her out and tie her to the stone pillar on the top of the Giant's Spear." Attis looked at the horrible scene in front of him, and his words were not emotional, and he said calmly.

"Yes, sir." Ange looked at the crazy woman with some horror and walked forward cautiously.

The blue robe on the side smiled disdainfully, strode forward, grabbed the woman's hair, untied the chain, and dragged her out of the door.

The strong wind from the Giant's Spear bit the stone pillar on the mountain peak wantonly, and Lysa was tied to it.

The stone pillars grew obliquely on the side of the mountain peak. Lysa's sight was full of the mountains and rivers of the Arryn Valley covered by clouds.

"High as glory." Atis read the family motto engraved on the stone pillar. He could no longer remember which ancestor of the Arryn family erected the pillar here to warn future generations.

Lysa was naked, and the cold wind blew. She trembled all over and shook her head weakly.

"Robin will save me, Petyr." Lysa's words were covered by the strong wind, and only sobbing and wailing were faintly heard.

Ange frowned and looked at Atis reluctantly, "My lord, she is just a woman."

"She is the murderer who murdered the Duke." The blue robe said to Ange without mercy.

"But." Seeing that Atis had no expression, Ange swallowed his advice and couldn't bear to look straight ahead.

"High as glory." Attis stared at the motto on the stone pillar and repeated it again.

He thought of many people.

His father, Eddard, Jon Royce, Waymar, Robert, even Robb and Jon in the North, and the loyal "Blackfish" Brynden.

He also thought of Petyr Baelish, the little finger who was deprived of everything by him and ended up like a clown. He was a poor lower-class noble who wanted to use the ladder of chaos to rise by any means.

"Edard Stark," Artis said, "Duke of Winterfell, King Robert's Hand of the King, Prime Minister, gave up many opportunities to take the initiative because of honor and became a victim of Lannister."

Everyone looked at Artis, not knowing why.

"My father, Jon Arryn," Artis continued, "Duke of the Eyrie, the Hand of the King under one person, was buried in the poison of the person next to him because of the pursuit of glory, and became a dry skeleton." He had a faint cry.

"Both of them are losers." Artis murmured.

Me too. Artis thought of his previous hesitation and weakness.

The blue robes behind him looked at each other in bewilderment, not daring to speak.

"Untie her," said Atis.

"Duke, this." The blue robe wanted to dissuade him, he didn't want to see this woman being executed so easily.

"Follow orders, sir!" Atis' words were cruel.

The blue robe panted slightly and lowered his head hurriedly, "Yes, sir."

Lysa was naked and pressed against the stone pillar.

Atis drew out his long sword and put the end of the sword on the ground.

"In the name of Robert I of the Baratheon family, King of the Andals, Rhoynar and the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, I, the Duke of the Eyrie and Warden of the East, Atis of the Arryn family, hereby sentence you to death." Atis raised his sword and swung it down quickly.

Lysa's head was separated from her naked body in an instant, rolled to the edge of the cliff, and fell into the bottomless mountain with a strong wind.

Blood splashed and stained the stone pillar. The blue-bottomed "High as Glory" was immediately stained with Lysa's blood.

Atis looked at the blood-stained family motto, thinking of the ancestors' conquest of the valley, the expansion of the Andals, and the bloody storms experienced by the Arryn family in history, and was fascinated.

"Master, this woman's sinful blood is spilled on your family's motto, which is really ominous." The blue-robed guard stepped forward and said to Atis, "Do you want someone to clean it up?"

"No," Atis refused with his hands, "Drain the woman's blood, right here, next to the stone pillar, the family motto is as high as glory, and needs to be stained with blood."

In a trance, his father's face appeared faintly in the distant clouds and gradually moved away.

Atis stared at the clouds. He couldn't see his father's expression. He couldn't see whether it was approval or reprimand.

"Glory is high up, no need to climb, no need to spread wings to fly high," Attis murmured, "to become it, to become the highest glory"

"Glory does not parasitize on the dead and losers, glory is tied to the living and the winners."

"High as glory" Attis closed his eyes, and the wind in the Eagle's Nest suddenly stopped, "High as victory, high as power."

Attis turned around, the headless body of the woman fell behind him, the scarlet blood and the sky-blue motto, mixed together.

He wiped the blood off the sword, inserted the hilt, looked forward, and moved forward with confidence.

This is the most important chapter, the chapter that explains the character's motivation