Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

With blood splattering everywhere, Count Beneda rolled on the ground.

When he finally stopped, he saw a Lannister putting his sword on his neck.

it is finally over.

He was actually a little relieved.

"Lord Beneda Bemore?" The Lannister seemed to recognize him.

"Yes." Count Beneda gasped, "I demand the treatment of noble prisoners."

"You will have it."

The Lannister's long beard shone golden in the moonlight. He looked like a huge golden lion, tall and majestic, with a smile as sharp as a knife's edge on his face.

Count Beneda reacted immediately, "Regicide?"

Jaime Lannister was not offended by the title.

"I didn't expect that the famous 'Kingslayer' would come to arrest me personally. What an honor!"

"Yes, I personally directed this operation." James did not deny it.

"I don't understand," Earl Beneda said bitterly, "I'm just an envoy. Why are you doing this? Don't you want to ransom the Western captives in Riverrun?"

"They will redeem it sooner or later, but not now." James said softly.

"What do you mean?"

Earl Beneda thought for a moment and probably understood Tywin's intention.

Now, in order to deal with the coalition forces in Riverrun, Lannisport is recruiting troops aggressively. The finances of the entire Western Territory are somewhat unable to make ends meet, and there is no money left to redeem those prisoners.

But if they are left alone, it will chill the hearts of those in the Western Region.

So Tywin didn't hesitate to kill him, the envoy who came to persuade him to surrender and negotiate a ransom, and postponed the matter indefinitely...

But this is how to treat a messenger.

Really don't talk about Wude!

"Kill me!" After thinking about this, Count Beneda turned pale and closed his eyes, waiting to die.

James shook his head and said, "I didn't say I wanted to kill you."

"What do you mean? Then why did you attack my guard and treat me like a monkey?" Count Beneda opened his mouth wide with an angry look on his face.

"My father's orders are for me to drive you back to Riverrun."

James paused and changed the topic: "But before that, I want to redeem someone in advance."

Count Beneda's eyes lit up and he had the answer in his heart, but he still asked: "Who do you want to redeem?"

"My brother Tyrion Lannister."

"You are really a kind brother." Count Beneda's tone slowed down a lot, "Then let me go back to Riverrun, and I promise to bring you the little devil."

"That's good." James nodded with a smile.

"But how much are you prepared to pay? I have to convince Lord Domeric."

James spread his hands, "I don't have a penny, but I also have a prisoner, Edmure Tully, in exchange for my brother. Your Hand of the King should not object..."

Chapter 235 Madam, Sweet Dreams

Riverrun.

Sunlight shines through the narrow windows.

The cool breeze blows, gently blowing the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard to the balcony.

Domeric was lying on a lounge chair, immersed in Sansa's meticulous service.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Caitlin came over quietly, "Ahem~~"

"Mother," Sansa puffed out her cheeks, obviously startled. After swallowing, she finally regained her breath, "Why are you here!"

"Sansa, you get out first."

Mrs. Caitlin's tone was complicated. She looked at the miserable state of her daughter, whom she had always taught with aristocratic etiquette, and said helplessly: "I want to talk to Domi alone about something."

"Okay."

Sansa responded obediently, tied Domeric's robe again, and then ran away like a rabbit. She had no shame in seeing her mother at this time if she was bumped into something like that.

There were only two people left on the balcony.

"Madam, why did you come to see me?" Domeric asked curiously.

Lady Catelyn then explained her purpose.

"Domi, it's been so long. Is there any news from Robb and Edmure?"

"Madam, I have sent Count Beneda to the Golden Tooth City to persuade them to surrender. I have also discussed with Duke Tywin the captives and exchanged them for Kevan and Tyrion..."

"But based on what I know about the old lion, Tywin will not let Robb and the others go easily..."

"This……"

Domeric admitted that Lady Catelyn was right this time. With Tywin Lannister’s cold and stern character, he would indeed do such a thing.

"Why not make peace?" asked Lady Catelyn.

Domeric shook his head helplessly and said, "Madam, it's good to be able to negotiate for peace...but Lord Tywin hasn't begged for peace from me yet?"

"What I mean is, can we just forget about this war, release all the Lannister prisoners, and then let Robb and Edmure come back... all of this can be treated as if it never happened!"

"never mind?

As if nothing happened? "

Domeric's eyes were filled with disbelief, and he pretended to be sad as he said, "Madam, Lannister murdered your husband, Lord Eddard."

Lady Catelyn shook her head, "Domy," she continued, "I know you are bent on avenging Ned, but I slept with him and had children for him. Do I not love him as much as you do?"

She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down:

"If you can bring him back to life with a sword, then I will never allow you to sheath it until Ned stands by my side again...

But the dead are gone, and even if we defeat Tywin, that won't change that fact.

Ned is gone, but my son Robb and my brother Edmure are still in Lannister hands.

Although I will mourn Ned until the day I die, I must think first of the living.

I hope they can return safely..."

This mother-in-law is so innocent and cute!

Domeric couldn't help but laugh. No wonder Caitlin let the "Kingslayer" go in the plot, indirectly cheating his own son to death.

"If I do what you said, for the safety of your son and brother, all the captives in the Western Region will be released...

Before Tywin can settle the score with us, the nobles of the North, the Vale, and the Riverlands will have to eat us alive.

They joined this war not for honor and justice, or to avenge Duke Ed, but for their own interests. Anyone who dares to touch their interests will surely arouse public outrage and die without a burial place..."

Lady Catelyn was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand Domeric's words.

"For example, let's talk about Sir Lynn Corbray of Hearts City. Do you have any impression of him?"

Domeric explained patiently.

Lady Catelyn thought for a while, "I know he is very tall, his body is as thin as a sword, and he has a Valyrian steel sword in his hand..."

"Do you know why he came all the way from the valley to join this war?"

"It's for the honor of the valley, for the honor of Xinsu City..."

"No!" Domeric interrupted her, "In Sir Lynn's eyes, honor is worthless. He joined this war to save the Corbray family from bankruptcy.

These days, no matter how big or small the battle is, Sir Linn is always on the front line of the battlefield. Fortunately, he has achieved great results. I gave him a Western Lord and more than ten knight prisoners.

If Lord Tywin is willing to pay a ransom for these people, the money will be enough to save the city of Corbrai from bankruptcy...

Think about it, if you release those prisoners at this time and negotiate peace with Tywin?

I bet Sir Linn will be the first to rush over and chop off your head with that 'Lady of Empty Silence'..."

Lady Catelyn looked surprised and frustrated.

Domeric must let the woman in front of him give up this idea: "Furthermore, even if we reach a peace agreement with Tywin, once the army withdraws, the peace agreement will only become a piece of waste paper and can be torn into pieces at any time...

Today we negotiate peace and put our horses on Nanshan, but tomorrow we have to take up arms and return to the battlefield. Those who died in the battle will become meaningless!

And will the nobles of the Riverlands, whose homes were burned down, let go of this easily?

If you can forget everything so easily, why bother fighting so hard? "

Lady Catelyn's face grew grimmer.

After a while, she looked at Domeric with sharp eyes and asked a rather explicit question:

"Domy, tell me, will you really save Robb and Edmure?"

Domeric took a sip of black tea, not surprised by her doubts.

Although Lady Catelyn is a political idiot, she is not stupid either. Under the instigation of a caring person, she mistakenly thought that he had selfish motives and did not want to save Robb and Edmure...

This is understandable!

Domeric was lost in thought.

For him, Lady Catelyn's support was crucial, even though she was just a woman in her 30s who had given birth to several children.

But after all, she is the Duchess of the North, the widow of Lord Eddard, and the mother of Robb Stark, the current Duke of Winterfell.

Lady Catelyn's thoughts determine the stance of the northern nobles loyal to the Stark family.

Otherwise, relying solely on the influence of the Bolton family, the Dreadfort, Lonely Mountain Ridge, Wasteland Tomb, and Stream Land only account for half of the Northern Territory. In this war sweeping the seven realms, it is still not enough...

After understanding this, Domeric said in a sincere and firm tone: "Madam, I promised you, and I will definitely do it."

"Really?" Mrs. Caitlin's expression softened a little.

"I'm really not lying to you, the gods are my witnesses!"