Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The crowd outside the guardrail burst into applause. At the noble table, Attis and Renly Baratheon were communicating in a low voice. King Robert watched as the last two knights on the field gave up their shields and swords and chose to fight hand-to-hand. , slapping his thigh excitedly, "Well done!" The king took the lead in cheering, and his female family members and even many nobles from the Stormlands and the royal territory also followed Robert in cheering.

Littlefinger arrived belatedly. He saw Attis' eyes on him, and smiled as he passed by and said, "Long time no see, Lord Aylin.". Attis nodded in greeting, "Go to the valley often, my lord. After all, it is your hometown.".

Renly laughed when he heard this, "It depends on when my good brother's shit will produce gold, hahahaha!".

Attis and Littlefinger laughed in agreement.

Littlefinger sat down next to the dashing Baelor Hightower of the noble Hightower family in the Reach not far away, and started chatting for a few words. Baelor was amused by Littlefinger's jokes from time to time and laughed there.

"Lord Baelish is a man of words," said Renly. "Littlefinger, Littlefinger, that's very fitting."

Attis turned to Renly and asked, "What's the right way to describe it, Lord Renly?"

Renly stretched and looked lazily at the melee team that appeared in the audience again. "Being from the smallest peninsula in the Five Fingers Peninsula, it is easy for people to ignore his energy in the court. He has neither identity nor army, but he will always give you a fatal blow at the critical moment." Renly said with a smile, "The smallest Fingers can kill, right? Attis, don't call me lord, just call me Renly."

Attis just listened quietly without saying anything.

Renly narrowed his eyes slightly, screaming and roaring in his ears, "I like you very much. You know, Attis, you have an indescribable melancholy beauty."

Attis, sounding a little odd, said, "Thank you for the compliment, my lord, Renly."

Suddenly, the referee shouted loudly, "Only Garland Tyrell from Highgarden and Garth Hightower from Oldtown are left on the field."

"Isn't this the battle of the second sons? Hahahaha!" Robert was extremely excited and drank a sip of wine. "Fuck each other to death, young man!".

Attis took a closer look and saw that Sir Garland was fully equipped with his shield and steel sword, strictly protecting his vitals, and slowly and steadily moved towards Sir Garth.

Garth held the sword in both hands and seemed to be very confident in intimidation. He roared from time to time to show his fighting spirit, which attracted cheers from the audience.

"Kill him, Garth!", "Knock over his shield!", "Why are you wearing a shield, coward!"

Sir Garland remained motionless and was not affected by the sidelines at all. Garth approached Garland quickly and tried hard to attack Garland from the side, but Garland seized the gap and used his shield to forcefully deflect Garth's sword and close the distance from the other side. , waving the steel sword.

"Bang! Kang!" The collision of swords caused the crowd to cheer even louder. After a few breaths, the sword fell off Garth's hand and was suddenly thrown to the ground by the shield. When he looked up, he saw Garland Ti Leer's steel sword pointed at his throat.

"I admit defeat." Garth looked up and fell to the ground helplessly.

"Garland wins!", the referee shouted excitedly. There were boos, praises, and curses, and Garland waved his hands symbolically and strode away from the venue.

Artis was a little nervous because Weimar appeared on the stage.

"Sir, can I sit next to you?", the sweet voice reached my ears.

Attis looked back, and his long brown curly hair came into his sight first. Brown eyes as gentle as an elk looked at him, and a sweet and almost standard smile hung on the crescent moon at the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Margaery, you are also here in King's Landing." Renly said from behind.

"Margaery?" Attis reacted, stood up and held out his hand, "It turns out to be the Rose of Highgarden, Attis Arryn, of course, miss."

Weimar once again overturned an opponent, and cheers resounded throughout the audience, but Artis could not care about him.

Margaery sat next to Attis. She mastered the aristocratic etiquette skillfully. She folded her hands on the hem of her skirt and wore exquisite plain gauze gloves. A standard smile hung on her lips. Her alluring appearance attracted the attention of the audience. The people around him were envious of Attis.

"Is it your brother who just won? Miss." Attis was looking for a topic, while Weimar waved his sword vigorously in the audience.

"Garlan the Brave, Ser Attis, yes, my brave brother.", Margaery said softly.

"But I'm afraid it's not as brave as you." Margaery looked at him and praised, "The ballads in Highgarden describe that you single-handedly fought into an army of ten thousand wildlings and rescued countless nobles who were kidnapped by them. My lord, you are the great hero in the hearts of all the girls in the Seven Kingdoms."

Attis took an embarrassed sip of wine. Was he so boastful about the Battle of Longbow Hall? Are the singers from the Reach so good at playing? Uh, capable?

"I didn't expect things to spread so quickly at the beginning of the year. The battle at Longbow Hall was not that amazing. Miss, you are over-praising me." Attis still didn't want to be overly praised.

Margaery smiled, and Renly behind Attis finally returned to the exchange from the game scene, "Attis, don't be too modest. When I was your age, I was still playing knights team games at Storm's End, hahaha !" Renly laughed at himself.

The Weimar sword in the audience broke, rolled on the spot, picked up the short spear on the ground, and stabbed it suddenly when he turned around. A certain little knight from the Western Region was immediately covered in blood and fell to the ground.

"Wima Royce of Runestone City wins!", the referee shouted.

Weimar looked proudly at the stands on Artis' side, and saw the latter talking softly to Margaery, and her smile suddenly stopped.

Renly pointed at Waymar and said, "This is the knight who fought with you. He is so brave!"

Margery continued, "The knights around the Valley Eagle are all brave knights of the valley."

Attis was very happy for Weimar. He smiled and looked at Weimar in the audience. "Weimar is a brave knight, there is no doubt about it." His intuition told him that Renly and Margaery who came to compliment him were obviously They were in a group. When he raised his head, he saw his father's calm eyes. He was also looking at what this Lu Laosan's intentions were.

Renly has always been on good terms with the Tyrells in the Reach, especially Loras Tyrell, the youngest son of the Rose family. The two are very close. Winning over the Vale heir is a sure-win deal for Renly.

Attis talked and laughed with Renly and Margaery until the finals of the team tournament.

Weimar's Valley Knights and Garland's Riverside Knights met each other. The two sides set up their formations. As soon as the referee announced the start, there was no symbolic test between the two teams, but a direct melee.

Weimar was hit on the head by the shield, and his head suddenly became dizzy. Garland slashed hard at his plate armor, and Weimar was knocked to the ground. The knights of the valley were scattered by the knights of the river, and they could only fight on their own. In less than a few minutes from the beginning, the knights of the valley were defeated one after another.

Renly rubbed his small beard with his hand, opened his eyes slightly, and looked a little embarrassed. When Attis watched the game silently, he said nothing.

Margaery was cheering for her brother, and the names of every knight in the Reach team resounded throughout the tourney. Even King Robert personally came out to encourage these brave contestants.

"Forgive me for asking, if my brother is so brave, did he sign up for jousting?" Attis asked Margaery next to him.

Margery's eyes flickered, and she still had the standard smile of a noble lady, "Garland doesn't like too many false claims, so he only signed up to participate in the group competition."

"This is better than Loras. He was clamoring to participate in the tourney at such a young age. Fortunately, Duke Tyrell and I were able to dissuade him." Renly said with a smile.

Attis knew that Loras Tyrell of Highgarden was Renly's squire, and he responded: "All the Tyrells are young and promising."

This statement seemed to satisfy both Renly and Margaery. Renly patted Attis on the back and said, "Attis, King's Landing is not like Storm's End. I have to face those people all day long here. Cunning politician and unkind Stannis, not to mention my good brother, I really hope I can get help from the Eagle of the Vale here. "

Attis did not answer first. He touched the emblem of the Arryn family, looked at the Valley Knights being dragged away by the attendants in the distance, and said softly, "I think it is enough to have an eagle in the Red Castle. This place is full of conspiracy and conspiracy." Struggle, even my father needs to fly to the sky to see clearly the elusive things in the Red Castle.”

Margaery consciously started talking to the waitress on the side, talking and laughing.

Renly raised his glass gracefully and said with a smile: "I don't know what my eldest brother is thinking, but Stannis, my second brother, likes to ignore many things."

Attis listened quietly, looking at the crowd that was gradually leaving.

"Stannis only sees the cold kingdom rules, laws, etc., which are so harsh and inhumane to everyone. Even the Archbishop rarely visits brothels since he appeared in King's Landing. Haha, Stannis is getting more and more This will make you less likely to be the Minister of Justice, and my elder brother’s head is full of wine and meat, and he understands this,” Renly said, shaking his wine glass.

"Perhaps Stannis values ​​honor." Attis responded perfunctorily.

Renly laughed at this, and his laughter attracted the attention of many people, including Littlefinger in the distance.

"Come on, Attis, I don't believe that the prime minister's eldest son would be superstitious." Renly was a little annoying at this time. His gorgeous dress was too dazzling in the sun. Attis felt that this feeling did not come from him. words.

Renly said softly, even close to Attis's left ear, "Robert's country was not created by the Baratheon family. What makes me better than Stannis is that if Robert's friend commits a capital crime, I will Will close his eyes and look away, Stannis will pursue it to the end.”

Attis smiled. He felt that young Renly seemed to have overestimated himself and ignored Robert's two other sons, ten-year-old Joffrey and Prince Tommen who were less than six years old.

But he did not neglect Renly, but riddled him, "For glory, sacrifice must be made."

Renly frowned. He didn't know what Attis meant. Was he praising Stannis for his coldness? But he could always keep the smile on his face, "Robert's friends are Arryn, Stark, and Tully from the Riverlands, the Deer, Eagle, Wolf and Fish. The alliance of these four families is the cornerstone of the kingdom. Atty Si, even if Stannis understood this, he would not follow it. "

Attis has always been aware of this. He will not fail to understand the status of the Arryn family and the Vale in the kingdom, but he still can't see anything that can shake this foundation. Then he looked at Renly, The smile on his face became even brighter, and he felt vaguely that the waver seemed to have appeared in front of him.

"I think it's time for me to go condolence to the knights in the valley. Lord Renly, I will definitely bear your words in mind." Attis felt that it was time to end the conversation with Renly. He stood up to leave, and Renly also gave a slight greeting.

After taking a few steps and looking back, Renly was chatting cordially with Margaery, as if they had always been that way.

Attis adjusted his dress uniform. He felt that armor would make him feel more at ease, so he decided to change into it when he got back. King's Landing always made him feel helpless and in danger.

50,000 words, I hope it doesn't flop.