Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Two hundred and seventy-one, the poisonous thorn of the rose

The gray smoke behind the embers hovered over the candles. There was a round table placed in the corner in front of the window. The round table was not big and could only accommodate two people sitting across from each other.

The two knights stood on both sides of the round table, actually on both sides of the window, both staring intently in front of each other. The knight on Lady Olenna's left side was staring at the door, and the knight on her right side was staring at the door. Outside the window, anyone looking at the strong and upright figure could tell that he was an outstanding knight.

The door "framed" opened twice. Mace Tyrell, the Kingdom's Southern Warden and Duke of Highgarden, looked anxious as if he had been possessed by an alien.

"Mother!"

The huge body brought a gust of wind, and the gray smoke from the candle flew to Mrs. Olenna's nose. She couldn't help covering her mouth and coughed twice.

"Left Hand" quickly handed over a tissue. Lady Olenna wiped her nose, frowned slightly and looked at her Duke's son, "Why are you panicking?"

Mace Tyrell slapped the back of his hands on his palms and began to talk word by word: "The Ironborn invaded the Shield Islands, slaughtered the fishermen, robbed their wives and daughters, as well as the nobles' castles and their wives. Girl, Greyjoy's longships have approached the Arbor Island and Old Town, and some people even saw traces of ironborn on the seaside road. Only the Seven Gods know when they want to plunder Highgarden."

"Your dear Highgarden Castle has been plundered once by the Dornishmen. I'm afraid those ironborn have no interest in grabbing a piece of scorched earth."

Mrs. Olenna took the wine bottle handed by the "right hand" knight and took a sip of the wine.

Metz's eyes widened, "Mother, this is not about whether there is fertile land, this is, this is"

"Tell me," Lady Olenna put down the bottle, "the ironborn longships are plundering the Reach. Even if they really come towards Highgarden, what can you do to deal with them?"

Duke Mace put his hand on his chest and his breathing became much calmer. He pulled out a short square stool from the round table, sat on it, and looked up at Lady Olenna, "There is no invitation letter for Duke Tywin's funeral to the Iron Throne. I think this might be more important."

"Answer my question!" Lady Olenna raised her voice.

"Oh!" The Duke of Metz was a little flustered. He was always so inexplicably embarrassed in front of his mother, without any attitude that a Duke should have. "I will. I will send a raven to report the matter to the Iron Throne. After all, Greyjoy Yi becoming king is also a betrayal of the kingdom." He frowned and thought carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I will let Earl Paxter lead his Qingting Island fleet back."

Lady Olenna closed her eyes and opened her toothless mouth as if to say, "I knew it would be like this."

Metz had been with his mother for many years and knew what her expression meant. He swallowed and said, "That"

"If the Arbor fleet leaves King's Landing," Lady Olenna said, "your daughter, my dear granddaughter, Queen of Westeros, Margaery will be alone in King's Landing."

"It doesn't matter. Highgarden can gather thousands of personal guards to go to King's Landing to protect the queen's interests. Besides, we will rush to King's Landing soon to attend the funeral. Then we just need to bring our own bodyguards. No, that's fine."

"What about the nearly ten thousand ironmen coming from the Shield Islands to kill them? I remember that the entrance to the sea through Highgarden is much wider than that in King's Landing. Why don't you care about these thousands of Tyrell guards?"

Mace opened his mouth wide, as if something was stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Lady Olenna stretched out her hands, and the two knights held them in her "left hand" and "right hand". She stood up with support and walked straight to the wall of the house behind her. Light blue lines were painted all over the wall, and black lines outlined a huge If you look at the map, you will be able to recognize that it is the entire Reach, with Highgarden as the center. There is also a huge green hand in the upper right corner, but the color is much lighter. The rose pattern next to it is obviously the same size. Recently added.

"Tell me how your maritime officers and nobles reported to you about the Ironborn invasion."

Mace stood up and let out a long sigh, "The ironmen's attack was too sudden. One moment, I only received news that their longships were approaching south of the Southern Shield Island. The next moment, the Shield Island was occupied. Now it is reported that , they have nearly a hundred long boats assembled on the island, and they are afraid that their spearhead is directed at the Mander River, which is our High Court!"

A sneer came out of Mrs. Olenna's mouth, "Let's change to a maritime officer, this person is old and confused!"

The Duke of Metz frowned, "Lord Huls once managed shipping at the harbor. This..."

"Nothing compared to me, an old woman from Qingting Island!"

"Okay mother, I will remove him from his post. I will remove him from his post." Metz took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Lady Olenna touched the wall, rubbing its rough and light lines.

"I'm an old woman who doesn't know much about military affairs, but I know a little bit about playing hard to get. The ironborn are not like the pig-headed Balon Greyjoy who only knows how to act recklessly. The rebellion in the few years after Robert seized the Iron Throne is true. It’s just making fun of the Seven Gods, it’s so pitiful.”

Mace blinked, he didn't understand what his mother was saying, "That"

Olenna turned around, "That lunatic Euron Greyjoy knows how to feint even a small Shield Island. What's more, what is there to fight in Highgarden now? What is there to rob in Highgarden? He can fight Come down?"

"You mean," Mace looked at the map, "that the army he assembled is going south to attack Old Town?" He stomped his feet subconsciously, "Then we must quickly gather the army and reinforce Hightower!"

"What are you anxious about? What are you anxious about? What are you anxious about?" Olenna glared at her son with hatred. "Baelor Hightower sent a warning letter long ago, but most of the nobles did not believe it. Everyone is afraid and unwilling to send troops to defend other people's castles."

"Then what should we do?" Mace's voice weakened significantly.

Lady Olenna sighed, "What Euron did, actually gave us a chance." She looked at the wall. "If their longships clearly go to harass the surrounding lords, if we in Highgarden do not take action, the vassals below will You must think Feng Jun is weak."

"But he gave us a chance to show off during the feint attack." Olenna turned the wine bottle in her hand, the wine swaying, "Poor iron type, never know how to defend the territory, let your sons try to help the Shield Islands Let the lord regain the lost land, Tyrell is a rose, a rose that never grows old. It seems weak, but it cannot be really weak, it must have a poisonous thorn. "

Mace nodded hurriedly, "I'll get ready right now."

After saying that, she ran out the door and left the room looking exactly the same as when she was a child, Olenna thought helplessly.

She sat in front of the round table again, watching the Mander River crossing the wilderness. The castle was so full of life in the spring. The fertile soil that had been scorched by the fire of the Dornish people was now green again, and when the time came, it was ripe and sweet again. Melons and fruits

Olenna sighed again. She didn't know what happened in King's Landing. The Faceless Men seemed to be planning a bigger plan. She never expected that Tywin would die on the spot in King's Landing.

Now that Tywin is dead, isn't this Iron Throne the uncrowned throne of Attis Arryn?

"Being an empty-headed queen." Olenna thought of her lovely granddaughter and how she had the chance to marry Aelin. "Is it really better than the Duchess?"

She shook her head to get rid of distracting thoughts. There was no personal relationship between children and children in the fight at chess and cards.

Olenna was not sure whether the Ironborn would attack Highgarden, but she knew that from the information confirmed by the Faceless Men, the main battlefield would be in the bay of Oldtown.