Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

A few months ago, Catelyn had sat at the guest table in the Eyrie with Robb's victory and the glory of the alliance between eagle and wolf in mind.

Now that I think about it, it seems like it happened hundreds of years ago.

The Knights of the Vale no longer respect her and Arya. They are considered the mother and sister of the Forsworn. The people of the Vale are the most conservative and old-fashioned, and it is impossible to treat them like they once treated guests.

Catelyn could only pray, pray for the people of the Vale, pray that the Arryn family would not embarrass women and children, and for the sake of the friendship between the elders, they would not be enemies with Robb.

It was all a fantasy. After the tears dried up, Caitlin would think about it and recall the stupid things she had done.

Maybe, I didn’t trust Littlefinger at first, didn’t catch Tyrion without authorization, didn’t trust Lysa, and didn’t misunderstand Attis Arryn.

However, the gods will only watch you make mistakes and will not remind you. You can only bear the consequences of your mistakes.

The noise of the burning firewood was very small, but it seemed huge in the quiet room. Caitlin stared at the wall. She didn't even have the thought of praying at this time.

She and Arya were grounded, and Nymeria was locked in the animal house. She often woke up from her dreams at night, and the whimpering sounds of wolves howled one after another. Whenever she heard the wolf howls, Caitlin would always think of Arya. To Robb, Bran, Rickon, and the most pitiful Sansa who is still suffering in King's Landing.

If the pillow cover hadn't been replaced by a maid from the Eagle's Nest City, her tears from day to night would have been clearly visible on the pillow cover.

The guards and servants in the castle did not embarrass her, and even agreed to let her go out to overlook the scenery of the valley when she was bored. However, they all obeyed the orders of Maester Cormon and Ser Vardis and did not allow themselves to have any contact with Arya. In any contact, she didn't even know whether Arya knew about her brother's regret in the whole process.

Caitlin thought about asking to see Attis Arryn many times, but the maester's shaking head and Ser Vardis' indifference made her gradually give up the idea.

She rubbed her skirt, sighed slightly, and looked at the sunshine in the distance through the thin window. It would be nice if Ned was still there.

Varys looked at the crowd at the feast. The noble women and the king's knights showed their usual fake smiles for a long time, but at this time Varys believed that they were sincere. King's Landing was full of hunger and sin, just like this stinking city. The taste is the same.

But coming from the Riverlands, the food of the valley people is like a sweet spring in the desert, providing life-saving straw to this group of noble men who don't know how to starve or freeze.

The hem of the lady's skirt danced again, and the gentleman's wine glasses touched each other again. After eliminating the threat of the mob, they quickly started betting and dirty transactions again.

The lights in the main hall looked dim again, as if darkness had grown in the corner and kept growing.

The door opened, and the maid of the Red Castle walked toward the main banquet hall with a candle. The light suddenly brightened, filling the corner of the open door.

Tyrion was dressed in fine clothes, with the King's Hand brooch hanging on his chest. He was clean shaven, and his ugly face that made people laugh was much more energetic.

"Your Majesty Prime Minister." Varys nodded slightly and bowed to Tyrion in greeting.

For a rare moment, Tyrion no longer laughed, but held his head high, as if he was a proud lion.

He raised his wine glass and congratulated everyone loudly, "My envoy brought back the envoy of Duke Attis Arryn. As you know, Duke Arryn agreed to marry Princess Myrcella. Luce ·The Bolton rebels are retreating rapidly, and the wolf cub Robb Stark, the Oathbreaker, is trapped in the mountains of the West, trapped by the soldiers of Casterly Rock and the Vale, and is destined to be unable to escape. ”

Cheers resounded in the main hall of the feast. Varys looked at Tyrion Lannister, who was smiling. The dwarf Prime Minister must have never experienced anything like this since he was a child, a true star-studded admiration.

Even if it had happened in the past, Etilion's clever mind would probably have guessed that it was touting the Lannister name and gold, rather than targeting himself.

Poor dwarf, he has no clever head. Wallis still had a flattering smile, but there was a hint of pity in his heart.

Tyrion knocked on the wine glass, making a "ding-dong" sound, "Not only that," the little devil stretched out five fingers, "Fifty thousand knights of the valley! Duke Attis Arryn brought fifty thousand troops to assist the king. Aid my father, he is the hero of King's Landing," he raised his glass and shouted in the noisy and cheering crowd, "To Lord Arryn!"

"Here's to Lord Arryn!" The crowd's loud voice was like a sudden surge of waves, and being in it felt like traveling.

Varys swallowed the wine, dusted his loose robe slightly, and bid farewell to the crowd at the feast. He thought of Eddard Stark, whom he had placed in the secret room. His little bird had long informed him of his increasingly depressed spirit. .

"There is no need to rush, dear Prime Minister." Varys walked out of the hustle and bustle and whispered, you will leave soon, the Octopus Spider thought to himself.

"Where is Robb Stark?" Eustace Hunter grabbed the scout's collar, "How could he be in the Riverlands? How could he be in the Riverlands?"

The scout looked at the angry Earl Hunter at a loss. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He just hesitated, "Maybe. A detour? Maybe."

"A detour?" Earl Hunter pushed the scout to the ground. "There are mountains outside Golden Tooth City. How can there be a hidden mountain road for him? Are you talking nonsense!"

Eustace drew out the long sword heavily and slashed at the stone table. The metal stars were faintly visible at the edge of the sword. The force was so great that cracks appeared on the sword body.

Ser Cregan Redford looked at the map, "Even if there is a trail, the natives of the West should know about it."

Eustace waved his hand, "Get out!" The scout quickly got up, turned around and ran out of the hall.

"Do all the scouts have this news, Lord Earl?" Cregen asked.

"Branded City has long been abandoned by the northerners," Eustace said with obvious reluctance in his tone, "Has the wolf really grown wings?"

"If Robb Stark really arrives in the Riverlands," Cregan clenched his fists and pointed at Riverrun, "he will definitely seek to unite with the Tullys, guard the castle in the Riverlands, and seek to break out of the Twins. "

"Damn it!" Eustace Hunter closed his eyes, "Originally, I wanted to trap Robb Stark and wait for Bronze Yohn's two thousand cavalry to chop off Robb Stark's head together. "He looked at the map with some confusion, "Now, everything is lost!"

The two sat facing each other for a long time, and Cregen was the first to break the silence, "Earl Hunter, give the order, we must take action."

Eustace looked at the map and thought of the design of the castle in Riverrun that looked like an island in the lake. He thought for a long time, but still shook his head.

"Blackfish Brynden Tully united a group of riverland nobles. More than 10,000 riverland soldiers guarded the Tumblestone River and guarded Riverrun City. Some of them were even transferred by Edmure Tully to fight with him. Bracken joins forces to resist the Magic Mountain's pioneer army."

He sighed heavily, "We don't have many soldiers in hand. After capturing Golden Teeth City, most of the cavalry returned to Harrenhal and the valley."

Eustace clenched his fists, "Bronze Yonn will definitely know the news, and our scouts are also on the way." He looked at Cregan, who was frowning and silent. "Wait until the troops are sufficient, then we can meet with Robb." ·Stark seeks a fight.”