In front of the Northern Ice Lord's mansion, the cold wind tugged at Margaery's long hair and cloak.
"Can we talk somewhere else?"
Jon frowned and glanced at the curious passersby. He then turned and walked towards the hall.
"I mean you no harm. On the contrary, I hope you can become the king of the Seven Kingdoms." Margaery went straight to the point after passing the gift box to the servant.
"My business has nothing to do with you," Jon said calmly.
"I'm not a bad person. I'm not trying to drive a wedge between you and Sansa. It's just that there are some things that Sansa can see clearly, but you've turned your head away and refused to look ahead. You've always kept your gaze behind you. "
"I said, my business has nothing to do with you!" Jon was unmoved.
"Can you let me finish first?" Margaery said helplessly.
"A poisonous snake can only spit out venom."
"A visible snake isn't scary. What's really scary is the poisonous stinger under the candied fruit."
Margaery raised her hand and stopped Jon from continuing. She quickly said, "Have you been to the Bliss Tower? Do you know that your father was born in the Summer Hall?
Prince Rega left many poems and music pieces, as well as his favorite accordion. Have you seen them? "
"What are you trying to say?" Jon frowned.
Margaery smiled. "The Bliss Tower and the Summer Hall are both properties of the royal family. Prince Rega's manuscripts and musical instruments are in the library of the Red Castle. They have your father's aura and should have been passed down to you. They all belong to the king of the Seven Kingdoms!"
Jon was stupefied.
"To Sansa, the Iron Throne only represents power. To you, it's a legacy. It's even the only chance to wash away your parents' humiliation!
If you and Sansa enter the Red Castle at the same time, her eyes will only be filled with the passion of conquest. But you will be breathing the air your father once breathed and enjoying the scenery your father once saw.
The meaning of the two is completely different. "
Jon continued to be silent.
Margaery smiled bitterly. "Just like the High Court to me. It's not only a rich land, it's also my home. The first half of my life happened there. That's why I came to find you.
Sansa wants the High Court, but you don't.
In Sansa's eyes, I was just a small chess piece that could be manipulated at will. You would treat me like a human.
I'm not trying to drive a wedge between you and your sister. I just want you to realize that we are real allies. "
"We will never be allies," Jon said coldly.
Margaret smiled faintly. Her eyes were even more sincere and her tone was even softer. "There are four crimes in the Seven Kingdoms that are the most unforgivable and also the most shameful — — violating the rights of guests, betraying a sacred oath, treason (regicide), and kinslaying.
Prince Rega and Princess Leanna had both betrayed their sacred betrothal. They didn't even dare to appear in front of people when they were alive. They could only hide in the Blissful Tower like mice.
The strong sense of guilt caused the two noble people to be tormented. In the end, they both died, leaving the world with the greatest crime in the world.
Even in death, he was still ridiculed by countless living people.
Especially your father. Even if ten thousand years had passed, when the later generations mentioned him again, they would still speak with a tone of disdain and ridicule him as a negative example.
All of this is because of your cowardice. "
"Coward?" Jon was stunned.
"Of course it's cowardice!" Margaret's eyes were sharp, as if they could see through his heart. She said with certainty, "Deep down, you also want the Iron Throne.
Subconsciously, you know that it belongs to your father.
Power is not your goal. You want to prove something and get something other than power.
But you don't dare and can't bear to reject Sansa.
You are afraid of seeing her blaming, alienating, and even hateful eyes. You are afraid of losing your identity as a member of the House of Stark. You are a coward. You don't even dare to show your own desires. "
"I …" Jon wanted to refute loudly, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
If Sansa wasn't there, would he fight for the Iron Throne?
He would.
He would use all his strength to take back what should have been his father's. Then he would loudly say to everyone, "My parents' sins will be washed away with my glory."
Margaret seemed to have guessed his thoughts. She said solemnly, "Kill the King of Strange Ghosts and let the people of the Seven Kingdoms witness the return of Prince Regar. Announce to the world that you are the one in the prophecy.
You are the child of prophecy. Your parents met because of fate. They came together because of true love. Fate needed them to give birth to a savior in the Land of Smoke and Salt.
Their love was more romantic, greater, and more moving than Prince Flare and Jeanne of Barren Stone.
Because they gave birth to you for the world, a king, a savior!
If you ascend the Iron Throne, to Targaryen, you will be helping Prince Regar complete the redemption of his fallen kingdom.
If you ascend the Iron Throne and use your identity as a king to resolve the grudges between Targaryen, Stark, and Theon of Baela, then you will truly be justified. There will be a beginning and an end.
If you ascend the Iron Throne, when you become a king and a savior, then the king and savior's parents will definitely not be sinners who committed adultery. "
Jon sighed. "In these seven years, how many disasters have I resolved for the Seven Kingdoms? How many Strange Ghosts and Evil Ice Gods have I killed? Is this glory not enough for my parents to be proud of?"
"If there was no Dragon Queen, it would be enough. The sun definitely doesn't want to cover the light of the stars, but the sun is too bright.
You can't be the sun, but you must be the moon. No matter how bright the stars are, they are not as conspicuous as the moon and the sun.
Kill the King of Strange Ghosts and become the king of the Seven Kingdoms. You will be the moon! "
Margaret's cheeks were flushed. She waved her hands, her eyes were fanatical, and she shouted loudly … She was like a MLM leader giving a speech.
Jon closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened them. His eyes were clear and there was a hint of mockery in them. "I shouldn't blame Yegorit and Wale. You are too good at talking. They shouldn't have been bewitched."
Margaret was stunned. She said, "That's because I only speak the truth!"
"Margaret, the dead are gone. The past is the past. Don't bear too many things that don't belong to the living.
The long night is coming to an end, and the peaceful years are just around the corner. Live well, and then prepare to take your son to see the sea of summer flowers! "Jon said sincerely.
Margaret didn't expect him to talk about "chicken soup for the soul" in reverse.
After being stunned for a while, she said in disbelief, "Is Sansa's position in your heart higher than the sum of your Lega and your future child?"
"My father has been dead for many years. My child hasn't been born yet. The past and the future are not as important as the present. People should live in the present! "Jon said calmly.
"Let me tell you another true story. It's about the Direwolf and the Ruby Beach."
Margaret looked deeply at him. "That year, Robert went to Winterfell to invite Duke Eide to be the prime minister of King's Landing. On the way back, they stayed at the crossroads inn. Your little sister Arya was lively and active, like a tomboy. She fought with a butcher's underling with a wooden sword at the Ruby Beach.
They enjoyed themselves and stayed away from the crowd. They didn't interfere with the others at all.
Then Sansa and Joffrey came.
He used his iron sword to stab the butcher's underling, and he planned to hurt Arya.
Don't doubt it. Arya was the daughter of a duke, but to the crown prince, she was no different from a peasant girl.
He wouldn't care if he hurt her.
Fortunately, your family was blessed by the old gods. Every child has a Direwolf. "
Speaking of this, Margaret couldn't help but show an envious and jealous expression.
"Joffrey's right hand was bitten by Nymeria. He was like a little girl under a magic mountain, crying and begging for mercy.
Logically speaking, this was just a child's quarrel, and Joffrey was the one who started it. As long as it was a reasonable parent, they would laugh it off.
But a king's reason is different.
I wish you'd been there, to see the pleading look in your father's eyes when he saw his brother Robert. The helplessness and bitterness — "
"You weren't there either!" Jon said grimly.
"There were a lot of people. Robert said to your father, 'My son is a prince, your daughter's lord. Hurting the lord is treason.'
Your father wanted to say, 'Robert, we're brothers. I gave you the throne.' (Eide had arrived at King's Landing before Robert.) 'You should love my daughter as you would your own.
But you know what happened. Your sister, a girl of seven or eight, hid in the mountains for a day and a night in fear. She didn't dare come home.
When she saw your father, she cried helplessly.
Your father held her and wept bitterly.
Nymeria was forced to leave her master. She was lucky.
Sansa cried and begged your father not to kill her, but Lord Eide had no choice. The king's orders could not be disobeyed.
Tell me, did Eide Stark regret it at that time? "
"That night, Sansa not only lost her companions and her transfiguration talent, but also Stark's characteristics gradually left her.
But she gained a precious treasure: she understands the meaning of power better than you brothers. "
"You're very generous now because you haven't experienced the helplessness of being oppressed by power. When you really experience it, it'll be too late to regret."
Margaret sighed softly. "Sitting in a different position in the same sky, the scenery is different!
Jon, you're not stealing what belongs to Sansa.
If Sansa can kill King Strange Ghost, then without a doubt, she'll be at ease as the King of the Seven Kingdoms.
But if she can't defeat King Strange Ghost, and you win in the end and give up the throne, then it'll be terrible.
If you're on the throne, Sansa will still be your sister. You'll still be a friendly family.
If you give up the throne to her, you'll lose not only the throne, but also a sister and a family. "
"You can leave," Jon said woodenly.
Margaret said sincerely, "Jon, I'll give you a suggestion. If you really don't want to fight for the Iron Throne, wait until the final battle, then stand aside and leave King Strange Ghost to Sansa.
She'll kill King Strange Ghost and get the crown. It'll be completely different from you giving the Iron Throne to her after you become the Savior.
"Remember, the throne can only be fought for, not given up. Make the person feel like she's sacrificing a lot and subconsciously ask for more gratitude. The person receiving it is already restless and sensitive. After reading your words and actions too much, she'll be even more suspicious. In the end, the suspicion will make her … "
Margaret smiled faintly. Without finishing her words, she turned around and left without any hesitation.
"Her words make a lot of sense." Wale walked out of the side room and looked at Jon, who was pulling his hair and sighing.
"It does make a lot of sense. Those years of imprisonment made her see through the ways of the world. "Jon held his head and sighed.
"Since it makes sense, do you want to listen?" Wale asked.
"After killing King Strange Ghost, we'll return to Winterfell and try not to go south," Jon said.
Wale thought for a moment and smiled. "That's fine."
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