Another two days passed.
Taz Island, 700 kilometers south of Dragonstone Island.
Taz Castle, a luxurious and spacious bedroom.
The north wind whistled outside the room, and snowflakes gently knocked against the mosaic floor-to-ceiling windows. The fireplace burned brightly inside the room.
Sansa sat up with difficulty with Theon's help. She stared at the handsome man in front of the bed and asked, "Are you really the Mad King's son?"
If she was 13 years old, she would have blushed, her heart would have raced, and her mind would have been in a daze.
If she had just left King's Landing and had not been taught by Uncle Finger, she would have regretted it when she saw her ex-husband again. 'You should have transformed earlier. Even if you're still not as tall as my shoulder, your looks can make up for your height. Plus, you're short but not short.'
If she had met him before the Dragon Queen personally acknowledged Aegon as the son of the Mediocre King Aegon, she would have gritted her teeth and complained that the heavens were unfair. 'Why did I marry a fake prince instead of a real one?'
Now that she saw Tyrion, the son of the Mad King, Sansa did not have the time to be infatuated with him, nor did she have the time to lament about the fickleness of fate. Her heart was filled with fear and vigilance. The dwarf had surpassed Stannis and You Lun, and had become her biggest competitor on the road to the Iron Throne.
Sensing the hostility of the pale pregnant woman on the bed, Tyrion smiled bitterly. "If you can, you can call him Aeris. Even though he's crazy, I'm his son.
Actually, I'd rather you scream at me, like Princess Alaine and the others, and say 'you're so handsome' or something like that. "
"Are you flirting with me?" Sansa was so angry that her lips trembled, but a strange feeling arose in her heart.
"I just miss the simple girl who would be infatuated with Joffrey and Loras. Facing you like that, our conversation can be less guarded and scheming."
The bitter smile on Tyrion's lips, coupled with his handsome face, made him look even more charming.
Sansa looked at the unfamiliar face and was stunned for a moment. She did not expect the little demon to have such a heart-wrenching smile.
Her expression softened, and her tone was no longer as aggressive. "As long as you're not blind, you can tell that I'm no longer a young girl."
Sansa lowered her head and stroked her belly. "Catelyn Targaryen, Catelyn Targaryen. The maester says she will be born within the month.
Do you understand?
For her, I must abandon my naivety and foolishness. For her, I must guard against all possible harm. For her, I must strive for more and better things. "
For some reason, Tyrion knew that Sansa's words were ridiculous, but he felt that she was especially charming at that moment.
Perhaps, it was the radiance of motherhood?
Perhaps, it was the charm of a new widow?
Perhaps it was a similar aura.
"Stannis is mad, do you know that?" Tyrion asked out of the blue.
Sansa was stunned for a moment before she said, "I know. He used his own daughter as a blood sacrifice to Lahlo, and used blood sorcery to merge the demigod dragon soul, Vaghar, into a living pterosaur.
That demonic dragon called 'Guardian of the Seven Kingdoms' has two heads. One head spits out smoke and fire from hell, while the other head devours people's souls. "
"He also slaughtered Karhold, the Dreadfort, and a number of knights in the north. He did not spare a single soul. Men, women, old, and young were all burned to ashes," Tyrion said.
"What are you trying to say?" Sansa asked with a frown.
Tyrion said loudly, "Stannis is so powerful and crazy now. Do you still dare to fight for the Iron Throne with him? Are you worried that I will fight for it with you?
Your Catelyn will be born in a month. No matter what you want to do for her, at least let her come to the human world safely.
Although the world is dark and cold now, and filled with lunatics, evil gods, and ghosts, as long as she is alive, she will see Summer one day, right? "
Sansa's expression darkened. Bran had said similar things to her before. Perhaps Tyrion and Bran had good intentions, but she did not want to hear it.
"Do you think I would be stupid enough to provoke Stannis?"
Because of Erlu's madness, she did not dare to go to the valley anymore. She even brought her brother Rickon back from Moon Gate Castle with her big belly.
To avoid provoking Erlu, she even took the initiative to withdraw the Golden Knights to Tarth Island.
"I have already hidden on Tarth Island, and I have never thought of fighting for the Iron Throne before the end of the Long Night. How did I provoke him?"
Tyrion sighed. "You have the heart to fight for the Iron Throne. In his eyes, you are a traitor. He can kill his brother and daughter for that throne, let alone you. Don't follow in Aegon's footsteps. "
"Did I make it very obvious? I am not doing anything right now. I just want to preserve my strength and survive the Long Night. "Sansa had a trace of doubt on her face.
The dwarf had just returned, and he already knew she had ambitions for the Iron Throne. This was not normal!
Other than Illyrio and Bran, she had never revealed her ambitions to anyone else.
Even if she was consolidating the power of the Golden Knights, it was not only the king who had an army.
Tyrion let out a long sigh and slowly said, "Your ambitions are not obvious. They are even very hidden.
Unfortunately, in the game of thrones, you are only a newbie. You do not understand one principle. Veteran players will be wary of every character who has the ability to participate in the game, whether or not they have entered the game.
During the Rebellion of the Four Princes, Robb only focused on Lannister. It was as if Dorne, the Iron Islands, and Highcourt did not exist.
They did not enter the game, but they had the ability to decide the outcome. Robb could not see this.
But me, my father, Littlefinger, Varys, and the others, everyone knew what to do.
So, when Robb was winning battles in Hejian and the Western Territories, I appeased your aunt Lyssa. I sent Myrcella to Dorne for a marriage alliance and won over Prince Michiel. I sent Littlefinger to Highcourt to discuss the marriage between Joffrey and Margaery. That's right, at that time, you and Joffrey had not yet broken off the sacred betrothal.
Even for the Iron Islands, we promised King Balon that if he could conquer the Northern Territories, we would make him the King of the Northern Territories and the Iron Islands.
After Robb won a hundred battles and turned around, exhausted, he was shocked to find that the entire world was filled with his enemies.
So, do you understand now?
As long as you have power and status, even if you hide your head in a mouse hole, the players of the game of thrones will lock onto every part of your body with nail-like gazes. "
As if to increase his persuasiveness, he even used his powerful gaze to sweep across the Pretty Widow's body.
Sansa's expression changed a few times. After a while, she pulled the blanket up to cover her bulging breasts and sneered, "Do you think your sister is dead? Would she let Stannis kill all the competitors who participated in the 'Night Terminator' bet?"
"My sister?" The dwarf was stunned for a moment before he realized who she was talking about.
"Of course she is not dead, but she is obviously pretending to be. When Stannis blood-refined the two-headed dragon and slaughtered Karhold and the Dreadfort, she did not react when she heard the news. "
Sansa shook her head and said, "The meaning of killing me is completely different from killing Roose Bolton. I did not break the rules. Everything is done according to the oath and the rules."
"Alright, I did not expect to dissuade you. But now you should understand that I will not fight with you for the Iron Throne. You do not have to treat me as an enemy. "The dwarf shrugged.
"You are a Targaryen, the son of Aerys," Sansa said calmly.
"It is not a glorious identity. I am alone and do not have the power to fight for the Iron Throne." The dwarf smiled bitterly.
Sansa's eyes flashed. "Then, in this game of power, which side will you take?"
The dwarf looked at her and said meaningfully, "What do you want me to choose? Or … "
The two of them looked at each other for a long time. They seemed to have understood something, as if there was a tacit understanding between them, but nothing happened. It was as if they were just looking at each other.
Theon frowned. What was the smell in the air?
"Hiss …" The sound of the winged dragon in the sky came into the room through the window.
"Who is it?" Tyrion suddenly came back to his senses.
Not long after, Britney came to report, "Lady Sansa, Prince, Duke Stark and Count Shiworth are here."
"Shiworth?" Tyrion said cautiously, "The Onion Knight is Stannis's Hand of the King. What is he doing here?"
"They are in the living room. Should I help you out or call them in?" Britney looked at Sansa and asked.
"Jon …" Sansa's face was gloomy. "Let them in."
Jon and Davos were not the only ones who came. There were also four fully armored skeleton knights.
Yes, after the death of the Golden Knights, the flesh and blood on the skull would be boiled and plated with gold before being hung at the top of the flagpole.
In the end, the golden skull strung together became the symbol of the Golden Knights.
Just like how Erlu's knights wore the flaming red heart cloak, the Golden Knights were used to wearing the golden skull strung cloak.
At this time, the defense of Tarth Island was basically taken over by the Golden Knights. There were skeleton knights stationed both inside and outside the castle.
"Gods, are you really Tyrion?!"
Davos and Jon were old acquaintances of the dwarf. When they saw the 1.4-meter Little Plum, they were shocked.
"Previously, the forest witch put a curse on me. I can only recover my true appearance after being kissed by the prostitute ten thousand times.
How is it? Am I legendary enough?
Actually, I think I need a princess more. Only by being saved by the princess's kiss of true love can I become a bedtime story for the children.
Ten thousand kisses of prostitutes would be seen by Old Grandma as a scourge that poisons Little Lord Jue and Little Lady, comparable to the King of Strange Ghosts and Stannis. "The dwarf touched his face and said with a smile.
Davos's pupils contracted. He said seriously, "Tyrion, His Majesty's actions may be extreme, but he follows the law and rules.
You can ask Duke Stark if the decision to deal with Karhold City was made by the Ghost Resistance Committee. "
Tyrion was shocked. He looked at Jon who had an unnatural expression and said, "You dare to talk about massacring the city openly?"
Jon waved his arms and explained, "We didn't massacre the city. We only decided to kill …"
Dafoss immediately took over the conversation and said, "Kill everyone who participates in, supports, and knows about the evil god's sacrifice, right?"
Jon nodded with a gloomy face.
This was indeed the original decision of the Dragon Queen, himself, Stannis, and the vassals of the Northern Territory.
Then, Davos said, "The Dragon Queen rode a dragon and burned Karhold City once. Sai Gon luckily escaped and made everything public. No one in Karhold City is innocent anymore."
"What about Roose Bolton? Burning the Terror Castle and the knight's domain in the Northern Territory was also the decision of the committee? "Tyrion frowned.
"It was the decision of the king of the Seven Kingdoms! The king followed the old rules and gave the same punishment for the same crime. It was fair and just. What's wrong with that? "Davos looked down.
Tyrion was silent.
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