Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

"Cat~"

Tommen pressed against the wall of the Red Keep, squatted down and picked up the cat's hair, "It must be around here!"

He happily ruffled the golden curly hair on his head, turned the corner, and pointed towards the corridor not far away.

"Sister! Look! It's there!"

Tommen shouted excitedly and rushed towards the white cat noisily.

Myrcella frowned slightly and whispered softly, "Hush, Tommen."

The white cat jumped towards the hole in the corner with swift strides.

The two siblings stood there regretfully, watching the white cat get into the hole in the wall and disappear. They could only sigh at the wall.

On the sunny high platform of the Red Keep, the venue that was originally used as the school grounds for the Golden Robes Guards has now been transformed into a good place to bathe in the sun by the lovely Queen Cersei. She is half lying on a bench, silently watching Myrcella and Tommen interaction.

"King's Landing needs Jaime. He is the Kingsguard." Cersei took a sip of sweet wine. The sun was a little bit dazzling. She raised her left hand to her eyelashes to block the sun. "Move the umbrella forward, sweetheart."

Sansa nodded dully and moved the big umbrella forward a little.

"Poor girl," Cersei looked at Sansa's delicate and beautiful face, "how pitiful she is. She lost her father and was unable to meet her brother."

Sansa showed a standard smile, "Please rest assured, Queen Mother, I will not be sad because of the traitors in the kingdom. My body and mind belong to King Joffrey." She stood quietly, with the ends of her red hair wrapped around her chest. forward.

Cersei looked at Sansa with squinted eyes, staring at her breasts that were still growing. "You are growing very well. Waiting for your spring tide. The king and I are looking forward to that moment. Miss Sansa, when the time comes, You will know which battlefield you should dance on." She showed the same charming smile. Cersei proudly thought that this smile would fascinate all men and even women, but it was a pity that those standing aside were poor eunuchs and women. A girl who knows nothing.

Sansa was startled for a moment, but then she continued to smile, the corners of her mouth curved deeper, "I am looking forward to that day more than anyone else."

Princess Myrcella stepped onto the high platform, bowed slightly to Cersei, and looked at Sansa with a smile. "Little Joe will like you, Sansa. Sometimes I really envy your soft hair." She approached Sansa and stretched out her hand. , “Can I touch it?”

"Of course, Princess Myrcella." Sansa nodded quickly. The skin on Myrcella's arms was as white as milk, and a few red hair fell on her arms. Myrcella looked at it carefully, and she whispered softly: "Little Qiao I will definitely fall in love with you and you will be a good queen.”

Sansa smiled inexplicably, "Of course," her tone rose slightly, "Duke Attis would also be proud to marry the princess."

"I really can't wait to see the Duke," Myrcella smiled so sincerely that even Sansa was moved. The princess looked at Cersei, "Will Lord Arryn come to King's Landing?"

"Of course." Queen Cersei's smile was slightly stiff. Sansa could definitely see this. She had been with the Queen Mother for too long, and the Queen Mother happened to be not very good at hiding her emotions.

Being an enemy's escort girl is extremely tiring. As night approaches, Queen Cersei lazily waves her hand to the servants to carry the car away. Sansa is finally freed from it, goes to the bedroom with a tired and stiff face, and falls into a deep sleep.

In her dream, she set foot on the earth again. The dense bush was nearby. She could wallow in the mire and dirty water that she would never touch at ordinary times. Sansa became a wolf again.

Is she a lady? Sansa thought, every night.

She followed the wall, and her vision changed from dense bushes to deep alleys. She approached a stone slab that went deep into the ground, pushed it open with her head, and drilled into the ground.

Sansa came to the secret passage, which was the place she had walked through countless times in dreams. She sniffed gently with her nose and could distinguish the smell of stinky water, human sweat, and the smell of her father's cloth.

She approached the corner of the secret passage and picked up the torn cloth from the smelly water with her mouth. The familiar smell was not obscured by the smelly water. Her father had been here before!

"Jade been here?"

She could tell it was Wallis, the eunuch's voice.

The sound of soft footsteps was behind the wall, but she could not find the entrance there. She could only scratch the thick wall with her claws and listen.

"He has been here many times," said a little girl's voice, "He is already familiar with this place."

"Phew!~" Wallis seemed to be frightened by something, "It's really full of bugs here."

"This is underground." The little girl replied. Sansa thought it was sarcasm, but the little girl's tone was too flat, so plain that no emotion could be heard.

"I trust you the most, Bedbug, you are such a good girl." Varys's voice became softer. Sansa scratched the wall with her claws anxiously, her head fixed on the gap in the wall.

Varys seemed to have sat down somewhere, "Dorn alone is not enough. There is no way to fight between an old lion and an eagle. The lion is already bloody, but as long as there is a chance to breathe, after all, the gold mine is there." .”

"I don't understand." said the little girl.

Varys didn't care at all. "Half of the mercenary groups in the Eastern Continent are heading to King's Landing from castles everywhere. Lannister is really capable of spending money. It seems that the old lion's own team is going back to Casterly Rock. I don't know what will happen to King's Landing by then." What it will become is unimaginable.”

"We need power, old Griffin says this all day long, does Jade count as a sparrow? The power of the seven gods? There is not much power left, alas!~"

Varys seemed to stand up and walk away.

"Before I leave, I have to do something for little Griffin. After letting Eddard Stark go, I must leave quickly. I have to leave."

Varys' voice disappeared, leaving only the sound of footsteps.

Eddard Stark? Her father? What does it mean to let him go? Wasn't her father killed by the fire?

Sansa felt tears in the corners of her eyes, and she sobbed. Only here, in her dreams, did she dare to cry wantonly with the help of the wolf's body. Even in her bedroom, she didn't dare to cry.

The world of dreams gradually blurred, and her sight was getting farther and farther away from the lady. No.

Sansa woke up from her dream, and in front of her was a pool of blood, staining the bed red.

Is she having her first period?

No! No! She seemed to be still in a dream. She raised her trembling hands and pulled away the bed covering her body. The fire in the fireplace went out at some point, and the cold air wrapped around her. Sansa shivered and approached the candle. The candlelight was her last hope.

Oil dripped onto the bed, and Sansa kept her last hope as she watched the candlelight burn on the white bed.

"Faster, faster, poor Virgin Mary, please." Sansa watched the flames spread to the pool of blood and prayed continuously.

If she had a spring tide, the damned Joffrey could... She would never agree, never agree!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Sansa was horrified to see the face that frightened her even more, the face of the Hound that was disfigured by fire, but to her surprise, the Hound's face was also filled with fear, just like her.