The song Tessa sang to him popped into his head.

Quietly, softly, he hummed.

"Sir, what are you singing?" Alayaya leaned against him and murmured.

"It's nothing," Tyrion told her. "It's just a song I learned when I was a kid. Go to sleep, baby."

When she closed her eyes and her breathing became deep and regular, Tyrion gently pulled away.

He got out of bed, stepped over Podrick the squire, and walked to the back of the tent to pee.

Since knowing that he is most likely the descendant of "Mad King" Aerys II, Tyrion has been walking on thin ice every step of the way since he returned to the Golden Tooth City.

Jaime, the only one who was willing to protect him, was now on the warpath, and Lord Tywin seemed not to miss any opportunity to kill him.

He was even prepared to lead the "rabble" reserve team as the vanguard of the night attack.

Isn't this a clear indication that he will die?

Tyrion was not sure for a moment what Lord Tywin's plan was.

He felt that it was necessary to take this opportunity to trick this old lion, preferably by knocking one of his teeth...

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The sandy sea of ​​Dorne.

At a glance, everything is covered with yellow sand, as if there is nothing else.

The sand sea is beautiful, but its beauty is monotonous and boring. There is nothing but yellow sand.

The wind in the sand sea is very wild, often rolling up yellow sand all over the sky. If there is a sandstorm, the scene will be even more terrifying, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end of the world is coming...

At this moment, there is an open space near the sand sea.

"kill!"

Shouting in unison, countless Dornish soldiers moved in unison, thrusting forward with the spears in their hands.

At the same time, he yelled: "Kill!"

Dornish soldiers kept repeating boring movements to the beat of drums.

Further away, yellow dust was billowing, and a large group of light cavalry was galloping.

The Dornish knights screamed strangely, picked up their bows and fired arrows at the targets set on the sand.

For a moment, the target seemed to be covered with reeds and turned into hedgehogs.

As most people have seen:

Dorne is preparing for war. Thousands of soldiers from major families are summoned to Sunspear City every day. Over the past few days, nearly [-] Dorne soldiers have gathered in the entire training ground.

And their commander is undoubtedly the famous "Red Viper" Prince Oberon.

Prince Oberon's face has wrinkles left by the years and thin eyebrows, as well as viper's eyes as dark as eternal night, and his nose and forehead are very pointed.

He has a fierce temper, an extremely dissolute private life, and a sharp and venomous eloquence.

In terms of prestige and charisma, even his brother, Prince Doran, the ruler of Dorne, was far behind him.

At the age of 16, Oberon was discovered to be having an affair with Lord Edgar Yronwood's mistress, and Lord Edgar dueled him for this.

Due to the prince's background and age, the duel was agreed to stop at the sight of blood.

As a result, both of them were injured.

Count Edgar died a few days later as the wound fester and suppurated.

The nobles believe Oberon put poison on the sword.

Some people even speculate that Oberon, the "Red Viper", deliberately dueled with Count Edgar in order to weaken the Yronwood family, the "Second Son of Dorne" who is rising and even threatens the rule of the Martell family.

From then on, both his opponents and friends called him "The Red Viper".

When Oberon was young, he traveled around the nine Free Trade Cities, where he learned a lot about poisons and may have learned other dark tricks.

He even served as an assistant maester in the Citadel, forging six chains of the maester's necklace before growing tired of it and dropping out.

He worked as a mercenary in the disputed land across the Narrow Sea, first with the Second Sons and later forming his own group.

Rumor has it that he sleeps with both men and women, and that there are his illegitimate daughters throughout Dorne. These girls are called "Sand Snakes."

However, Oberon was very active and responsible in finding and raising his daughters. Most people would not be like him after having illegitimate children.

He taught his illegitimate daughters how to protect themselves and gave them the greatest care and love as they grew up...

This also allowed Oberon to gather a group of "Sand Snakes" around him, becoming a force that cannot be underestimated in Sunspear City.

Time flies, and now Prince Oberon, the "Red Viper", is 41 years old.

He is no longer young, but he is still handsome. Regardless of domestic affairs, military, and combat experience, he has accumulated to the pinnacle of life...

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At this moment, an attendant quickly walked up to him and whispered a few words in Prince Oberon's ear.

Without saying a word, Oberon got on his horse and galloped away, followed closely by a small group of cavalry.

On both sides of the street, a group of burly and muscular blacksmiths were banging armor and weapons.

Many houses outside Sunspear have been requisitioned and turned into military depots...

"Arianne, what are you doing here? The army will be setting off soon!"

"Uncle, I want to be with you. I can't wait to meet the 'regicide', my future husband!"

Looking at Arianne's expectant eyes, Oberon couldn't bear it for a moment. He was about to tell her the truth, but he remembered his brother, Prince Doran's advice:

"Don't tell Arianne the truth about your marriage to Lannister.

Because I know her so well, the secret is just a wonderful story for Arianne to tell quietly to her best friend Tyene when she goes to bed at night.

And Tyene never hid anything from Obaya, and Obaya was an alcoholic. Who would she tell if she drank too much?

Anyone in the streets!Even beggars and wild dogs.

And we can't take risks. The Martell family can't afford to take risks. "

Oberon's mouth moved, but he didn't speak anymore.

That's right!

This time the marriage between Dorne and Lannister is not as simple as it seems.

Since Elia was raped and killed by Gregor Clegane, a Lannister knight, he also killed her children.

Since then, Oberyn's thirst for revenge has never faded for a day.

Even though the head of Gregor "The Mountain" has been sent to Sunspear, everyone knows that Tywin Lannister was the mastermind behind the death of Elijah and her children!

Oberon and his brother Prince Doran have been secretly plotting for years to overthrow Robert Baratheon's dynasty and completely destroy the Lannister family.

For this reason, Oberon came to Braavos many years ago and met with Sir William Darry who rescued and protected Viserys and Daenerys on behalf of the Martell family.

Under the witness of the Sea King of Braavos, a secret oath was signed:

When Viserys returns to claim the Iron Throne, Dorne will raise an army for him, and he will marry the Dornish princess Arianne Martell as his queen.

Unfortunately, Prince Viserys died in an accident - he was scalded to death by Khal Drogo's golden crown.

Their only hope fell on Daenerys Targaryen, who already had three young dragons.

And in Prince Doran's plan:

The marriage between Martell and Lannister was not to save Lannister, but to keep the war in Westeros burning longer.

Let Tywin sink deeper into the quagmire of war and create an opportunity for Princess Daenerys on the other side of the Narrow Sea...

The ultimate goal is still to destroy House Lannister.

Of course, in this process, the Dorne and Martell families will also return to the core of Westeros' political power...

So at this time, if Arianne is sent to Lannister, wouldn't she become the other party's hostage?

Oberon didn't want to trick his eldest niece...

Chapter 257 Strange Dream, Dorne and Milk

"The gods are not fair!"

"Damn the gods!"

"Sons of gods!"

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Domeric walked in a colorless world, and nearby someone cursed the gods repeatedly in a rough voice.

Listen to these weird sounds.

Domeric realized that he might have been pulled into the dream by something strange.

The world in dreams is eerie and terrifying...

Looking down from a high altitude, there are corpses everywhere.

The sun shone like a blazing white coin on the charred remains of a castle.

White maggots burrowed in and out of the charred rotten flesh.

Crows spread their broad black wings and flew in the gray sky. They rose like violent dark clouds to a feast of carrion.

Wisps of black smoke and pure white ashes rise from the cremation pile...

Domeric walked alone among the gray shadows.

The silent nuns in gray robes worked together to remove the armor and clothes of the deceased.

The armor was scarred and riddled with holes.

The clothes were torn, ruined and in tatters.

The killing had wiped away all the bright colors on the armor, leaving only white or gray monotonous decorations and congealed black blood.

Domeric watched as the naked body was lifted up by its hands and feet and thrown into the pyre to join his companions.

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