Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The morning light was slightly bright and chilly to the bones.

Yohn Royce stood on a hill in the distance, separated by a forest, admiring the majesty of the Twin River City from a distance.

"If the city gate is made of oak, if oil barrels are thrown, and then rockets are fired..." Jon murmured.

Jon Grafson and four valley knights stood at the gate of the East Castle of Twins City, quietly looking up at the huge gate of the castle.

Golden dragon, status, fame... Jon Grafson thought to himself, and he guessed that this was what Lord Frey was thinking.

The city gate suspension bridge slowly descended and landed on the shore, crushing the green grass. The oak-clad iron gate slowly opened, and an old man in his sixties stood in the middle, followed by dozens of Frey family guards.

"Stevron Frey, the eldest son of the Lord of the Twins." Jon Grafson muttered.

Steveron opened his arms heroically, "The Twins City welcomes the distinguished guests of the valley," he stepped closer to Grafson, "Welcome the envoy of Duke Attis. Marquis Frey has been waiting in the main hall for a long time. The bread and wine are ready, please come with me."

Steveron bowed slightly and raised his arms towards the castle.

Jon Grafson bowed his head and said, "The Marquis is interested."

Jon watched from a distance as the young man from the Grafson family walked into the Twins City, then turned around and mounted his horse and returned to the military camp.

When Jon Grafson entered the interior of Twins City, he paid careful attention. There were hundreds of people practicing in the military school grounds passing from the city gate to the courtyard. Long swords and armors were arranged in rows, and every quiver was full of quivers. Arrows were shot, and craftsmen were even seen in the castle making catapults for defending the city in the open air.

The short man with a black beard next to Steve Lun often looked back at him watching the armament of Twin River City, with a smile on his lips.

Jon Grafson had seen this kind of proud demonstration in the crowded Seagull Town, so he didn't pay much attention to it. The door of the main hall was already in front of him.

"Dear guest of the Twins! The eldest son of the Grafson family, Jon Grafson!" Old Walder's voice echoed in the main hall.

Jon Grafson lowered his head and said to Old Walder in a deep voice: "Dear Lord Frey, on behalf of the Duke of the Eyrie, the Guardian of the Arryn Valley, the Guardian of the East of the Seven Kingdoms, and the Arryn of House Arryn, Tis pays tribute to you." After speaking, he slightly raised his eyes to look at Old Walder's face.

It was different from the previous visits to the Twins by the Grafson family. At that time, Old Walder was not even willing to exchange a few words with his father, and only talked about the high bridge toll. Old Walder had to pay the entire journey. Cross the river, don't hand over the attitude of expulsion. At this time, Old Walder not only listened patiently to Jon Grafson's honorifics, but also looked at him with a smile and some excitement.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Old Walder took the lead in applauding from the main seat and muttered: "Okay, okay!"

The descendants and grandsons of the Frey family immediately followed behind him and clapped quickly, and the entire main hall shook like thunder.

"Please take a seat. You must try the bread made in the Twin River City Mill and the fine wine brewed, hahahaha!" Old Walder said in a hoarse voice, pointing to the seat next to him.

"My pleasure, Lord Frey." Jon Grafson sat down immediately.

Old Walder waved his hand slightly, and the fiddler on the second floor immediately started playing music, and the joyful rhythm filled the main hall.

The music was not loud or too noisy. It seemed that Old Ward was very sincere for this meeting and even arranged the music to be chosen during the discussion in advance.

"Duke Attis has come all the way," Old Walder looked at Grafson, "leading his army to the Twins City. I wonder what kind of help I, an old man like me, can do for the Duke?"

Jon Grafson put down his wine glass and said to Old Walder: "This is really a piece of cake for the Marquis. Duke Attis just wants to cross the river. Please just ask the Marquis to let us cross the bridge."

"Hahahaha!" Old Walder looked at everyone and was the first to laugh. The tempo of the music suddenly accelerated at this time and seemed more joyful.

Inis said in the audience: "There are people who want to walk across the long bridge in Twin River City every day, but I have never seen a precedent of such a large army crossing the bridge."

"that is!"

"yes!"

"What's going on?"

Frey in the audience was chirping, and Jon Grafson replied directly: "To be honest, Lord Marquis, not long ago Edmure Tully of Riverrun openly violated the laws of the Iron Throne and attacked the King's Hand to help the river." The valley army that wiped out banditry in the area even openly made false accusations against Attis Arryn and violated the Duke's honor. "

He looked around at all the Freys and asked, "Which noble family can accept such an insult?"

Old Walder nodded slightly, and Frey in the audience started to raise their heads.

"Definitely not!"

"What a shame!"

"Be convinced! Be convinced!"

"Therefore," Jon Grafson cleared his throat, "The motto of House Arryn is 'High as Glory'. Honor is compromised. The Knights of the Valley sent troops to punish Riverrun for the Duke's glory. This is in line with the lord's code of conduct. Iron The throne will also judge fairly."

The Freys did not respond, and the voices of whispering came from all over the main hall, making it very chaotic.

"Quiet! You rude idiots!" Old Walder banged the table and scolded angrily, then smiled at Jon Grafson: "I have too many children and I can't teach them well. Sir Jon laughed at me. Haha. Ha ha!"

Jon Grafson responded with a smile, "You have always been wise, and your children must follow you. This is the path of correct wisdom."

Old Walder chuckled twice and did not directly answer Grafson's compliment.

Upon seeing this, Aenys immediately said to Jon Grafson: "But... Duke Attis does this, and it will be difficult for us in the Frey family to be human beings."

He shook his head regretfully, "The Marquis wants to help, but..." Innis glanced at Grafson, "I wonder if you still remember that Ser Edmure Tully is our lord. Heir, the Frey family has always valued their responsibilities as lords and vassals, and they would never dare to do this kind of thing."

The short man with black beard who had been following Steve Lun stood up and said, "No matter how bastard the Tully family is, Frey is still their vassal. If I let you cross the river, wouldn't it also violate the laws of the Iron Throne? How to be a noble? Can you teach us?"

"Black Walder is right!"

"Yes, we are loyal to the Tully family, as we say!"

The chatter sounded again, and Jon Grafson's mind kept spinning. He was about to speak, but Black Walder stood up again.

"Besides, the bandits who oppressed the people at the Green Fork River and destroyed the village were flying the crescent falcon flag. You guys rushed here in large numbers. They were all members of the Frey family along the way. I guess it was another disaster. !" Black Walder said fiercely, "The Seven Gods will not agree to this statement!"

"Quiet!" Old Walder knocked on the table again, "You rude idiots!" After saying that, he looked at Grafson again, "There is no way to teach a child, just to laugh, to laugh." Grafson's flattering face made Grafson's heart tremble. Aversion to cold.

"The Knights of the Valley have always been famous for their chivalry. This is why the people of the Valley are different from the gangsters who used to hang the blue flag to blame the Valley. If Marquis Frey wants to know, he can send out scouts to inspect the fields, villages and towns on the east bank of the Green Fork River and take a look. Whether there is any trampling on the weak or persecution of the innocent, if so, Duke Attis will definitely give Frey an explanation!" Jon Grafson said sternly, his tone full of seriousness.

Black Walder sat back and looked at Jon Grafson who was negotiating with his lips curled up.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Old Walder clapped his hands again, followed closely by the Freys.

"Black Walder is my great-grandson. He obviously doesn't know what kind of justice the knights in the valley are. He is embarrassed here!" Old Walder looked at Grafson in an apologetic manner.

Jon Grafson breathed a sigh of relief. His Duke had not planned to take down Twin River City by force from the beginning, so he emphasized in advance that the valley army should restrain its soldiers. After all, going south from Twin River City, it is close to the vastness of Salt Farm Town. Land, there are countless princes and knights loyal to Frey, this is the sincerity of Duke Attis' negotiations.

"I have long seen the sincerity of Duke Attis. The scouts have told me the news along the river. My descendants do not know about it. It is my fault for not informing them and not thinking carefully." Old Walder said in a hoarse voice. His tone was low, as if he was really apologizing for being rude.

Jon Grafson said quickly: "The Frey family is well aware of the lord's responsibilities. Your descendants are worried about this, which just shows that you have taught your children well."

"Hahahahaha!" Old Walder laughed heartily, and the voices of Freys apologizing to Grafson for being rude all sounded at the same time. Grafson's head was besieged by the noise and made him feel dizzy.

"But what Inis said..." Old Walder put away his smile and frowned slightly, "Tully is my lord after all, so opening the city gate like this is not a good idea..."

"Duke Attis will vouch for you, so you can rest assured." Jon Grafson said quickly.

Old Walder shook his head, "I know that His Majesty the King and Duke Attis are brothers and sisters, but Frey is just a minor nobleman and cannot reach the level of elegance..."

Jon Grafson knew that the final bargaining chip was coming, and he hurriedly said: "Marquis Frey, you can make any conditions. As long as Duke Attis can satisfy you, I believe he will satisfy you."

Old Walder sighed, "The Frey family also wants to have closer ties with the noble Arryn family. If we can get married, it would be great to get married to the Valley."

Jon Grafson was slightly relieved. As expected, he said: "I think the Duke will definitely agree to your proposal. There are many noble nobles in the valley. The Royce family of Runestone City, your first The lady comes from there, my family, my father will also obey Duke Attis's arrangements, and the Waywood family..."

"Robert Arryn, Lord Attis's brother." Old Walder said softly, interrupting Jon's words.

"Of course..." Jon Grafson was slightly startled, "Who?!" His tone was full of surprise and regret that this negotiation might break down.

Go earlier today, I have something to do in the evening