Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

"Little Rose" Margaery Tyrell stood at the tower window.

She looked at the long tail of the great comet, clearly visible through the rushing clouds.

At this time, her brother, Ser Loras, the Knight of Flowers, came to escort her to the tournament venue.

"What do you think this comet represents?" Margery asked.

"My dear sister, look at it shining across the sky, as if the gods had raised a banner for him. There is no doubt that this is sent by heaven to honor His Majesty Renly."

Ser Loras answered confidently.

Margery smiled crookedly and agreed:

"Yes, His Majesty Renly is the only true king - in my opinion, the comet must have been sent from heaven to congratulate His Majesty the King on his accession to the throne. It indicates that he will eventually defeat his enemies and win the final victory..."

…………

Across the Narrow Sea, the Dothraki Sea.

in the desert.

"That is the soul of my child."

"Dragon mother," Daenerys murmured, stroking her flat belly.

Her son, the “horse that rides the world.”

Her lover, Khal Drogo, her sun and stars.

Her brother, Prince Viserys, the sleeping dragon of House Targaryen.

All dead, all dead.

With the blood of the real dragon, he is the last descendant left.

Daenerys stared at the pyre in front of her, feeling uncontrollably sad.

at last.

The girl opened her arms and rushed into the flames.

She heard her guardian knight, Ser Barristan Samir, the "Fearless Barbarian" from King's Landing, shouting loudly behind her...

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The only thing that matters is fire.

They are so beautiful and dazzling.

The flames surrounded her, gently burning away her clothes, returning her to the way she was when she first came into the world.

She took another step forward, and blood flowed from her scratched wrist, dripping on the three oval-shaped dragon eggs.

The fire is getting stronger!

At this moment, Daenerys seemed to see her husband, her brother, her children again...

Barristan Samir, the former captain of the Kingsguard, groaned and knelt on the ground.

He gave up his honor all the way and came to the other side of the Narrow Sea to be loyal to the Targaryen family, but what he got was this ending.

The gods are unfair!

Just when the "fearless old man" was disheartened.

Only a "click" was heard.

There was a loud noise from the flames, like thunder, deafening, as if the sky was falling apart.

Barristan heard a vague roar, distant and vast, like it came from another world, or from an ancient era...

The world stopped at this moment.

All the Dothraki present forgot to breathe.

They looked at this scene frozen in time with fear and reverence in their eyes.

The fire collapsed and dispersed, and Daenerys' figure reappeared.

She stood above the scorched earth and ashes.

But what really caught everyone's attention were the three creatures standing on Daenerys' shoulders.

They are only the size of kittens, but their entire bodies are covered with dense scales. Red-gold lines extend from the corners of their eyes across their backs to their tails. A pair of translucent wings are like smoke, eerie and beautiful.

They opened their bright red eyes and scanned everyone in front of them.

His expression was stern, like gods descending into the world.

"dragon!"

Barristan Samir shouted the word.

Although they are still very young, Barristan is convinced that they are giant dragons that have disappeared for hundreds of years!

They are back!

Once upon a time, the Targaryen family tried countless methods and paid countless prices, but they were still unable to hatch dragon eggs.

but now……

"What the hell happened?"

Barristan couldn't help but question.

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he seemed to have thought of the answer.

Barristan glanced at the red comet streaking across the sky, and remembered the Targaryen family's motto:

"Blood and fire!"

Chapter 231 Arya, Tournament

Riverrun, Red Fork River.

The third day after the arrival of the red comet.

Various sounds floated across the farms, fields and fields, hazy, like the call of the distant sea.

The noise of people, the clash of gold and iron, and the neighing of horses...

Thousands of campfires filled the air with a pale mist.

The smoke column of the campfire can be clearly seen from more than ten miles away.

In order to make the long pole to carry the flag, an entire forest was cut down and denuded.

Huge siege equipment was lined up on the green lawns on both sides of the Hejian Avenue.

There are trebuchets, ballistas and siege rams. The giant rams alone are taller than a cavalry...

Under the bright sun, the tips of countless spears flashed red, as if they were weeping blood.

The river bank was covered with tents, and knights' shields were hung at the entrances of the tents. A long row of silk pennants fluttered in the wind, and stainless steel swords and gilded spurs shone with the dazzling sunlight.

Walking around were soldiers with spears and swords, knights in helmets and armor, prostitutes strutting through the market, archers with feathers, handymen driving wagons, swineherds feeding livestock, scouts delivering messages, and attendants sharpening swords. , the groom scolding the bad horse...

In a competition ground made of wood.

A team competition is going on.

People cleared the field, erected fences, built tracks, and set up stands.

Thousands of people came to see it, oh, maybe tens of thousands.

Judging from the condition of the site, it was messy and muddy, with broken armor and broken spears everywhere.

Now, the team competition on the field has reached the final moment.

The knights, still under twenty, were still on horseback, slashing and charging at each other amid the cheers of the audience and the fallen warriors.

Two heavily armored horses collided with each other, steel and flesh were inseparable and entangled on the ground.

A northern knight with a sharp battle ax painted on his silver cloak gave the enemy who was pursuing him a counter-attack. The long-handled battle ax shattered the opponent's shield and stunned the opponent.

"Oh, beautiful!"

"The Severn family is going to win!"

Greatjon announced.

He always loved to announce things that everyone knew.

The northern nobles in the stands couldn't help but cheer.

The nobles of the Riverlands were shouting.

The one who was severely beaten by the knights in the north was Ser Jerry Frey of the Frey family in the Riverlands. He was the fourth son of Lord Walder.

Sir Jerry Frey's armor is deep blue, he is not wearing a helmet, and his shield has the emblem of the azure twin towers on a gray and white background. He has a yellow beard on his chin and looks like a weasel.

House Frey is one of the younger houses in Westeros, with its founder being granted lands and titles some six centuries ago.

The founder of House Frey was a visionary.

He built a bridge across the Green Fork River, a tributary of the Trident River.

Eventually his grandson completed the construction of the bridge and built wooden forts at both ends of the bridge.

After several generations, Foley changed the wood into stone, connected the castle with the bridge, and named it "Twin River City".

There is also a tall tower built in the center of the bridge, called the "River Guard Tower", which overlooks the river and road with an archery hole, a killing hole and an iron gate.

Due to the Twins' strategic position and strong fortifications, the Freys were able to charge considerable fees to those who crossed the river, and made a fortune in doing so.

The Frey family soon became one of the richest and most powerful families in the Trident River Basin, and their rapid rise in status also caused other families to look down on them and regard them as nouveau riche.

After the War of Conquest, House Frey and other nobles of the Riverlands swore fealty to House Tully.

During the Usurper's War, the Frey family, ruled by Lord Walder, twice delayed the Tully family's response to summoning vassals until it was confirmed that they were on the side of the winner.

Therefore, he was nicknamed "Late Frey" by Lord Hoster.

When Robb went south, he stopped by the Twins.

Lord Walder entered into a marriage contract with Robb Stark, intending to connect his family with the blood of the ancient King of the North.