Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

A tapestry embroidered with a golden lion hung on one side of the fireplace. Tywin turned sideways to face the family emblem and looked down at the window of the Prime Minister's Tower.

The sparse shadow of the tower leaned over the wall of the Red Castle. The bustling hired workers were expelled by the Lannister guards who took over the Red Castle. The noise could even be heard on the top of the tower.

You are really a bad person, Tyrion, for letting these unknown refugees enter the Red Castle court!

Tywin lowered his eyes and watched the masons with stains on their bodies being expelled by the guards. He walked slowly back to the bedroom and disappeared on the balcony.

"This is the accommodation arranged for you." Varys pointed to the front. The red wall tiles were covered with a little dust. Pod took the initiative to step forward and open the door.

Tyrion looked closer. The room was clean and tidy. He walked in and looked around. "It's a good place. Did you arrange it, Varys?"

"Indeed." Varys smiled slightly.

Tyrion nodded approvingly, but then turned and walked out of the room, "Pod, prepare the carriage, and ask Bronn to protect me."

"Where are you going?" Varys frowned slightly.

Tyrion did not look back, but said loudly, "The poor dwarf is going to find the girls who are eager to have fun with him!" Pod hurriedly followed Tyrion.

"Lord Tywin drove away all the masons and refugees you hired. It should be King Joffrey's request," Varys also said loudly. Seeing Tyrion's slightly hesitant body, he continued: "After all, they are a group of untouchables who no one cares about. Wouldn't it be a desecration of the sacred court if they entered the Red Castle?"

Tyrion turned his head slightly, did not say anything, and left silently.

Kevan Lannister first met Artis Arryn, the "Eagle of the Valley" who was famous in the Seven Kingdoms.

Under his thin and handsome appearance, he was far more cunning and sinister than his father Jon Arryn. Kevan looked into his blue eyes and nodded slightly.

Kevan took the huge sword covered with black cloth from his attendant, and the dark sword blade was revealed in Attis's eyes.

"According to the agreement." Kevan reminded softly.

"I will marry Princess Myrcella in King's Landing, and I will not bring her back to the Eyrie before the wedding is completed." Attis chuckled twice and motioned Ange beside him to take the huge sword.

Kevan watched the Valyrian giant sword "Ice" belonging to Stark being taken away by the servants beside Artis, and sighed slightly, "I didn't expect Lord Arryn to be so obsessed with Valyrian steel swords."

"So obsessed?" Artis looked at Kevan, "Like Lord Tywin?"

Kevan did not answer directly, but smiled slightly, took the wine glass handed by the attendant beside Artis, and raised it to Artis Arryn, "To the friendship between the Lannisters and the Arryn family."

Seeing this, Artis also said, "To friendship." He nodded slightly and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

"I wish you a successful start," Kevan Lannister nodded to Artis Arryn, "I think I should go."

"It seems that Lord Tywin is short of manpower in King's Landing," Artis chuckled, "He needs an assistant as talented and capable as you."

Kevan's expression did not change when he heard this, but he said: "My brother often said that Lannister is not short of manpower, just as he is not short of gold."

"I think so." Kevan bowed slightly again, "I should go. Serving King Joffrey is more important than all other matters. I wish Lord Arryn to eliminate the rebellion in the North as soon as possible and maintain the dignity of the king."

Artis replied softly, watching Kevan Lannister leave his sight, "Of course."

Harold ·Hatton approached Artis and looked at Kevan who was leaving. "Duke, for a Valyrian steel sword, why should you agree to Lannister's harsh request? The princess is always regarded as the mistress of the valley in the Eyrie. In King's Landing? Isn't it still under the control of Lannister?"

Seeing that Artis didn't say anything, he continued, "King's Landing not only has lions, but also eunuchs who do evil and dwarfs who abuse power. The dwarf is also a Lannister. Master Jon was killed there. It is simply a place where conspirators and shameless people are mixed."

Artis looked at Harold, "You are right. In King's Landing, it is destined to be under the control of Lannister." He took another sip of wine.

"Then why do you..."

"No need to ask more, Sir Harold." Artis left this sentence lightly and moved towards the depths of Harrenhal.

The letter from the Bracken family was delivered to Harrenhal by Yohn Royce. Yohn's letter was slightly disdainful and contemptuous of the Bracken family's behavior, and expressed distrust.

Atis pinched the rough surface of the letter. He did not trust Bracken, but he trusted his own judgment of the situation and circumstances.

The sea monster brought black waves to submerge the ancient city of Stark and invaded the vast northern land. The blow of betrayal must be huge for a little boy who dared to break the contract and break the oath in a situation without a dominant position. This means that the Wolf family must fight to the death.

But the reason why Atis is confident is that the riverland and the valley are so close geographically.

Even if the war between the valley and the north wins or loses, the Starks in the north will only have two results: a heavy retreat or annihilation, and the fate of the Tully family, which has long been truly bound to the Starks, is completely determined by the victory or defeat of this war.

But the Riverlands are not just about the Tullys, not just about Riverrun, especially those ancient nobles living north of the Red Fork and Tumblestone Rivers. Artis doesn't think these nobles will choose to be completely bound to the Tullys, and they don't even have any real hatred for the Lannisters.

Trusting Bracken, firstly, is based on the judgment of Stark's style. Robb is good at fighting, but he is not good at or disdains battlefield conspiracy. Eddard's sons will not choose such behavior. They are not like the ancestors of the Arryn family. While shouting "High as glory", they arrange knights who look like themselves as pioneers, and they go around behind the ancestors to win by surprise.

Second, it is the judgment of the situation of the nobles in the riverland. At this time, there are at least three groups of nobles in the riverland. One is the Tully family, the nobles who are completely bound to the Starks. The second is the wealthy nobles who abandoned the Green Fork River territory. Although most of them are knight nobles, there are almost no nobles above the baron. The third is the great nobles who actually have nothing to do with the conflict between Wolf Eagle.

Attis analyzed this and couldn't help but take a deep breath. In his previous plan, he completely ignored the factors of the Greyjoy family and the Iron Islands.

If Theon Greyjoy had not returned to the Iron Islands, or if Balon Greyjoy had chosen to raid Lannister Harbor and make enemies with Tywin during the most solid period of the Wolf-Osprey Alliance, which was the period when Robb won a series of great victories.

This means that no matter how the Vale controls the Twins and the Ruby Ford, and how it controls the retreat of the Stark Northern Army, Robb has a retreat route for the Iron Islands fleet to retreat to the North by sea.

But fortunately, the development of the situation is in the interests of the Vale.

Artis took a deep breath and said to Ange beside him: "No one will believe that the Royce family will give up the direct battle with Stark in anger. Tell Earl Jon that Robb Stark cannot hide in the fortress of Riverrun. He will definitely take the initiative to attack like he did in the Westerly."

Artis paused for a moment and frowned, "Send a message to Jon. According to the original plan, Royce is a well-trained Vale cavalry. Only the most elite knights can use the tactic of feigning defeat. Tell them to lure Robb out, the farther the better."

Artis looked at the giant sword Hanbing on the table, lifted the black cloth, and the Valyrian steel sword seemed to have magic, attracting his eyes.

"Concentrate all cavalry," Artis said, "We also need to hurry."