Chapter 207 Return
The cloudless sky is as blue as smooth satin, the warm autumn sun shines on the grass, and the pale yellow petals dance with the breeze.
Margaery Tyrell walks in the woods holding Samwell's arm, with a sweet smile on her bright and picturesque face, and a faint spring love hidden between the corners of her eyes and brows.
The dark green tight-fitting safari suit outlined graceful curves, and the long, fluttering brown hair brushed past the tip of Samwell's nose, exuding a fresh and elegant fragrance that touched the heartstrings.
"You've never co here to hunt?" Margaret couldn't believe it.
"It's not never." Samwell rubbed his nose, secretly thinking that this is all the frustration of the original leader, "Father brought here a few tis, but every ti I didn't dare to fight the prey, so he gave up later. .”
Margaery stared at Samwell with wide-eyed eyes, completely unable to connect a coward who dared not even participate in hunting activities with the man who had created countless miraculous victories across the battlefield in front of him.
I don’t know if she rembered Samwell’s fat and bloated appearance when they first t in Highgarden, Margery pursed her lips and giggled.
Samwell deliberately pretended to be angry and glared at her, but unfortunately she laughed even more happily.
So, he simply lowered his head and blocked her mouth.
After a long ti, my lips parted.
"Then how did you change so much later?" Margaret leaned into the man's arms, squinting her eyes like a lazy kitten, "Is it because of that pioneering journey?"
Samwell stroked Margaery's waist, which was tightly grasped, and said:
"No. It's because my father specially invited two wizards from Qarth. They sacrificed a wild bull and bathed in the blood of the bull. Thus I gained strength and courage."
This is what Samwell learned from the mory of the original owner, but the ending is not what he said.
The sacrifice did not change the original owner in any way, and Earl Randall whipped the two wizards angrily.
"So there is such a story." Margaery obviously believed it, "No wonder you have completely changed since then."
"That's right." Samwell sniffed the fragrance of the girl's hair, hesitated for a mont, and asked the question that had been pressed in his heart, "Margaery, if one day I stand on the opposite side of your father, Who will you choose to help?"
"Then let's try to avoid this day." Margaret gave a flattering answer.
Samwell was obviously not satisfied with the girl's escape: "So things cannot be avoided."
Margery finally raised her head from the man's arms: "Sam, are you worried about this trip to Highgarden?"
"Yes." Samwell didn't hide anything, "You should also know that the Duke of Mace is now more inclined to cooperate with the Lannister family, and the hatred between and the Lannister family cannot be diated."
"I love my father very much, but to be honest, sotis I really don't agree with so of the decisions he made. That's why I decided to go with you when the sky reached the city." Margaery looked at him with gentle but firm eyes. Looking at the man, "It's the sa this ti. If father really insists on forming an alliance with the Lannister family, I will definitely stand by your side."
"Even if you are against your biological father?"
"Hmm!" Margaery nodded heavily, but hesitated for a mont before asking again, "Sam, you won't hurt my father, right?"
Samwell laughed loudly: "Of course not. How could I hurt my future father-in-law."
After a pause, he added: "I'm just preventing him from hurting himself, hurting the Tyrells, and taking the Reach down the wrong path."
Margaery looked into Samwell's eyes, and seed to realize sothing, but she didn't say anything to persuade her, she just threw herself into the man's arms again, and said softly:
"Sam, I trust you."
"I will never betray your trust."
The two hugged each other intimately, their breath blended with each other, quietly enjoying the warmth and sweetness of the mont.
Until a series of footsteps approached.
Samwell turned around and saw his sister Tara walking over.
"I really didn't an to disturb you on purpose." Tara apologized, "But I have to tell you so important news."
"What news?" Although Samwell was reluctant, he still let go of the soft body in his arms.
"The Horn Hill army that went to conquer Dorne has returned."
Samwell's eyes lit up: "So, Dickon is back too?"
"Yes. Hurry up brother, the team is almost outside the east gate."
"good."
Samwell imdiately pulled Margaery and walked towards the gate of the city.
When the three arrived, they saw a mighty team already in sight, and the flag of the Tali family's striding hunters was flying in the wind, clearly visible.
But Samwell soon noticed that this team was a bit too large, and it was obviously not just the Horn Hill army.
Margaery's slightly surprised voice ca from the side: "The troops from Liangshui City and Jinshu City have also co."
really. Samwell also saw the floral fox banner of the Florens family and the golden tree banner of the Rowan family.
It is not surprising that the troops of the Florens family will co to Horn Tomb. After all, the two families are related by marriage, and the wife of Earl Landau is the eldest daughter of the Earl of Brightwater City.
But the Rowan family is not related to the Tully family by marriage.
Moreover, the army of the Florens family returned to Liangshui City from Tianji City, passing through Horn Tomb can be regarded as a smooth route, but Rowan...doesn't need to co to Horn Tomb to go to Jinshu City.
Samwell glanced at Earl Randyll standing at the gate of the city, and he knew it.
Earl Matus Rowan was apparently invited by Lord Randyll to co to Horn Hill. As for why... what else could he do? Don't just co here to see the scenery.
Thinking of the previous conversation with his father, Samwell imdiately realized that Earl Randyll might have contacted other Lords of the Reach before he arrived at Horn Hill, preparing to put pressure on Highgarden.
"Golden Tree Rowan" is an important lord in the Reach.
The fiefdom of the Rowan family covers the entire northern part of the Reach, second only to the Hightower and Tyrell families in terms of area, and ranks first in terms of power even in the Reach where there are many big families.
The contemporary patriarch, Earl Matus Rowan, is also an outstanding lord. Samwell rembers that in the original book, after the death of Duke Tywin, his brother Kevan Lannister thought that Earl Matus was one of the best candidates for the Hand of the King.
It seems that during this campaign against Dorne, Earl Matus was also disgusted by the "Emperor of the Ages" Joffrey, so he ca to Horn Hill with such a big fanfare.
As a result, a river bend alliance hostile to the Lannister family has quietly ford.
Yingzui Island, Jiaoling, Liangshui City, and Jinshu City, once these four forces are united, they will already have a decisive influence in the River Bend.
Samwell believes that even if the Duke of Mace is determined to stick to the Lannister family's ass, this opposition force will make the Tyrell family unable to form a large-scale army.
Even, if they were a bit tougher, they could force the Duke of tz to change his mind.
Now, Samwell is more confident about his trip to High Court.
The large group of troops gradually slowed down outside the city, and several cavalry squads ca out more and more, and quickly ca to the city.
The two leaders were the lord of Golden Tree City, Count Matus Rowan, and the eldest son of Brightwater City, Samwell's uncle, Sir Arleken Florent.
"Landao! You have given birth to a good son!" Earl Matus shouted from afar with a loud voice.
It's just that there is sothing wrong with the tone, and there is always a sense of ridicule.
The corner of Earl Randall's mouth twitched slightly, and he managed to squeeze out a smile:
"Matus, welco to Hornhill."
Earl Matus laughed out loud, got off his horse, stepped forward and gave Earl Landau a warm hug.
The two looked very familiar, they should be old acquaintances.
Afterwards, Earl Matus looked at Samwell, making no secret of his appreciation:
"Baron Caesar, your father used to always say that you were not worthy of being his heir, but now it seems that he has no vision! Hahaha, one can kill the 'Red Viper' in a desperate situation, and cut down four A white knight, he actually feels that he is not worthy of inheriting Hornhill! Hahahaha!"
"You're flattering yourself." Samwell could only speak modestly, and then secretly looked at Earl Landau, who had an extrely wonderful expression.
Well, very refreshing.
Afterwards, Earl Matus stepped forward to greet Margaery.
"Miss Margery, I admire your courage and support your actions. Mace is really confused, actually wanting you to marry a lunatic and idiot like Joffrey, haha."
Margaery smiled sweetly and said, "Master Matus, thank you for your support. I have also heard praises for you from my grandmother many tis. She said that you are one of the most wise lords in the Reach."
Earl Matus laughed out loud, as if he was very happy to be praised by Mrs. Olenna:
"Bethany once told that you resembled Mrs. Olenna. I didn't take it seriously at the ti, thinking how could such a delicate rose like you resemble Olenna's thorny thorn. But since the elopent It seems that your grandparents and granddaughters are really the sa kind of people. Hahahaha."
Samwell's heart moved when he heard it from the side.
The "Bethany" Lord Matus refers to is his wife, Bethany Redwyne.
This woman is the niece of Lady Olenna, the "Queen of Thorns", and the younger sister of Earl Paxter Redwyne, Lord of Arbor Island.
The marriage relationship between the nobles is like this, intricate, and the interests are therefore entangled.
The Rowan family has clearly sided with the Eagle's Mouth Islet this ti. Will another big family in the Reach—the Redwyne family also take advantage of the trend?
If Redwyne also joins this "anti-lion alliance", then High Court almost really has no choice.
Of course, this possibility is too small, the relationship between the Redwyne family and the Tyrell family is obviously closer.
At this ti, a carriage also slowly ca to the gate of the city, the door curtain was lifted, and a fat woman with a kind face ca out.
She is Samwell's mother—lissa Florent.
Then, Mrs. lissa helped another young man out of the car. It turned out to be Samwell's younger brother, Dickon Tarly.
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