"Harsh punishments are needed in troubled times. This concerns the safety of all humans. King Stannis is not wrong. He is brave enough to bear his responsibility. He knows that he will be misunderstood and cursed by millions, but he still made the choice that is most beneficial to the seven kingdoms and the war against the Dark Ghosts! "
Jon was speechless, the Dwarf was silent, and Sansa was cold.
However, Davos continued to speak. It seemed that he was not trying to convince them, but rather, he was trying to convince himself.
"King Stannis is more responsible than the Dragon Queen. This job should have been done by her."
The Onion Knight's tone was filled with anger, as if his king was taking the blame for the Dragon Queen.
In the past, Tyrion would have agreed and joked, but now that he heard Davos' words, he felt that they were harsh.
"In terms of responsibility, I reckon that no one in the world can compare to the Dragon Queen. In order to free the slaves, she faced the world alone.
Just the number of Allied soldiers killed in the battle of Meereen is many times more than the number of civilians in Karhold and the Dreadfort.
In order to save the world, Yu Changye, she has been training hard every moment, all because she has taken on the responsibility of resisting the Frost God. "
"The Frost God is a true god, the father of the King of Strange Ghosts!" Tyrion shouted in agitation.
"The Frost God is being dealt with by the Light King." The Onion Knight was uncertain and even doubtful.
"The Light King gave up long ago!" Tyrion mocked.
Davos frowned and said, "I don't know about the affairs of the gods, so I can't express my opinion. I didn't come here today to discuss the secrets of the true gods."
He turned to Jon and said, "Do you want to say it, or should I?"
"Say what?" Sansa looked at the two of them warily. "Jon, Rickon is still in Winterfell. Why are you here?"
"Bran has returned to Winterfell. With him, Rickon is safe." Jon first comforted his sister, then said with a complicated expression, "The Ironhide has temporarily stopped providing aid to Stannis, but the King's Landing still hasn't been taken."
Tyrion thought of something and asked, "Should we suspend the gold or the food and material aid?"
"They stopped." Davos sighed. "After understanding the process and outcome of the Battle of Winterfell, the Irongold Warehouse changed their attitude and told us that the Eternal Night is coming. They won't allow supplies to flow out."
"So you guys have your eyes on me?" The veins on the back of Sansa's hands bulged, and her fingers almost broke the blanket. There seemed to be a cold flame burning in her eyes.
Davos blushed and said awkwardly, "His Majesty Stannis will compensate you after we take down King's Landing."
"Besides 500,000 starving civilians, what can he get from King's Landing?" Sansa sneered.
Davos' old face was filled with pain and helplessness. "Not only 500,000, but a large number of refugees from Hejian and the King's Dominion have flooded into King's Landing. Now, the streets and the city walls are filled with starving tents.
In addition, the sky is dark, so the Winged Dragon Legion doesn't dare to use kerosene bombs to attack the city.
As the Hand of the King, it's my duty to take care of the country for the King. But now, I don't even dare to take down King's Landing. I don't know how to feed those people. “
The Onion Knight's eyes turned red, and his voice was choked with sobs.
Sansa sighed and softened her attitude towards the old man. "I do have a batch of food on Taz Island, but there's more food in the valley. Why are you looking for me?"
"Not only you. Seagull Town also has a batch of food being loaded onto a ship," Davos said.
"Transporting food from Taz Island to King's Landing isn't any closer than Seagull Town," Sansa said.
"The valley alone can't support King's Landing. Also, whether you are willing to provide food for His Majesty Stannis is also an attitude.
Lady Sansa, you have caused quite a commotion in Wind's End Castle and Taz Island. Do you understand what I'm saying? "Davos looked at the pregnant woman on the bed with a deep gaze.
Sansa clenched her fists even tighter. "If I refuse, will Stannis let his two-headed monster burn me to death?"
Davos shook his head and said bitterly, "You are different from Roose Bolton and the others. His Majesty Stannis won't kill people for no reason.
You can refuse, but you have to leave the Westeros with the Golden Group. Don't forget, according to the previous agreement, you and … you have been exiled. "
"I feel ashamed for you." Sansa sneered. "I didn't break the agreement at all, but you still remember your promise to me?"
"If Aegon didn't expose his identity …"
Davos had no choice but to shut his mouth after explaining.
The mockery in the woman's eyes was like a knife that cut through his armor of lies and stabbed into his tormented heart.
He missed the determined young man who cut off four of his left fingers and said, "Deeds can't make up for crimes. Those who are guilty will be punished."
He was so young, so brave, so righteous. That year, it was so far away.
"Lady Sansa, I can swear to the Holy Mother that I have absolute goodwill towards you."
A sigh made the wrinkles on his face that had been carved by the passage of time even deeper.
Before Sansa could say anything, Tyrion took a step forward and whispered into her ear, "Don't do anything about this. I'll take care of it."
"You?" Sansa glanced at him and said calmly, "Who are you to take care of me?"
"Aegon is the Hand of the King. He didn't revoke my position before he died, did he?" Tyrion smiled bitterly.
Sansa looked down to hide the joy of victory in her eyes. She loosened her grip on the quilt and said softly, "I'm tired. You can talk outside."
Jon looked back and forth between the dwarf and his sister with an awkward expression. He wanted to say something but stopped.
Tyrion gave Davos a look and they left Sansa's bedroom together.
In the living room, by the warm fireplace, the three men opened a bottle of red wine and talked about the terms as they drank.
"Count Siworth, even the king doesn't have the right to take a vassal's property, right?" Tyrion said.
"It's not taking, it's borrowing. After we take down King's Landing, we can repay it with property," Davos emphasized.
Tyrion waved his hand and said with a smile, "Sir, I promise you that after we take down King's Landing, you won't find a single copper coin in the Red Keep.
On the other hand, in my sister's bedside table, you can find a stack of IOU with a piece of ass-wiping paper. "
"We won't let River Bend and Casterly Rock go. His Majesty Stannis is the King of the Seven Kingdoms, not the King of King's Landing," Davos said meaningfully.
"Sir, have you forgotten what time it is? Or did you not participate in the Battle of Winterfell and have no idea what a million ghouls are? " Tyrion turned his gaze to Dan. "I heard that Winterfell is sealed in an ice mountain two thousand meters high. Isn't it magnificent? Isn't it beautiful? "
Dan shrugged and cooperated with the dwarf. "It's beautiful and magnificent. The Dragon Queen even called it the tenth wonder of the world."
"Sir Davos, you should go and take a look." Tyrion turned his eyes back. "That's the result of a Frost God's Forbidden Spell. The Frost God wouldn't cast a Forbidden Spell only once."
Davos was silent.
"The Seven Kingdoms are in danger, and the humans are on the verge of extinction. You still want to fight among yourselves? What will happen after you burn Casterly Rock and Highcourt? Abandon the Western Region and River Bend and the one million civilians? Just for an iron chair? "Tyrion questioned.
Davos said hesitantly, "If you consider the big picture and cooperate —"
"They won't cooperate!" Tyrion interrupted the Onion Knight. "First of all, You Lun and Cersei won't consider the big picture. Second, your king doesn't have the right to make them consider the big picture."
Davos's expression darkened. He said calmly, "Then can we still talk?"
"Talk, of course we have to talk. Aren't we bargaining now?" Tyrion laughed.
"What's your price?" Davos asked.
"The King's Landing doesn't have money. Even if it did, it would have been used to buy food on the other side of the narrow sea. Besides, we don't need money." Tyrion leaned forward and approached Davos. He whispered, "I won't play games with you. I don't like Stannis.
But if he continues to be strong and even ends the Long Night, pledging allegiance to him is the best choice.
On behalf of Sansa, I can agree to provide you with at least a hundred thousand tons of food, but you have to give the orphan and widow an equal return. "
"What's the reward?" Davos' complexion looked better now that he had completed his objective.
"The title of duke!" Tyrion said word by word.
"The promise to Aegon's son, Duke of Helenburg, is still valid," Davers said immediately.
"No, I'm talking about the Seven Dukes," Tyrion said in a low voice.
"You, are you crazy?" Davos' eyes widened.
Jon couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Tyrion of Highcourt and Ayrin of Valley have lost their heirs," Tyrion reminded.
Davos frowned. "Robert Ayrin is ill, but he still has an heir. There's still Margaery Tyrion of Highcourt. She's still locked in the virgin quarters. She shouldn't be dead yet.
River Bend only recognizes' Green Hand 'Garth's bloodline. Valley also has the Righteous Alliance to defend House Ayrin's sovereignty. It's difficult. "
"There's no rush. You can go back and discuss it with Stannis when we make our demands. Find me at Dragonstone Island if you need anything. Don't come to Taz Island to disturb pregnant women waiting to give birth, "the dwarf said.
"What's your relationship with Lady Sansa now?" Davos couldn't help but ask.
"Can't a widow remarry? We were husband and wife before! "Tyrion smiled.
.....
As soon as Davos left, Jon grabbed the dwarf and asked, "What do you mean? Do you want to remarry Sansa? "
Tyrion smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Don't you know what Sansa is thinking? She wants the Iron Throne, and I can continue to be Aegon's Hand of the King.
If I say to Stannis directly, 'Hey, I'm Queen Sansa's Hand of the King, and I'm carrying out the plan of' If I don't become king, I'll wait for you to die. '
What would he think? What would he do? "
"If I don't become king, I'll wait for you to die …" Jon muttered in a low voice. He looked thoughtful.
When they returned to the bedroom, Tyrion told Sansa everything that had happened. He didn't even leave out the part about "remarrying".
"If Stannis can sit on the Iron Throne, it's worth it to exchange food for a kingdom.
If he can't sit on the Iron Throne and dies in defeat, we won't lose much. "
"No loss? Do you know what a hundred thousand tons of food means now that night has fallen? "Sansa said angrily.
"Spending money to buy comfort. Your power isn't enough to protect your wealth. Don't you understand that?"
Tyrion's eyes flashed. He said confidently, "Moreover, even if Stannis fails in the end and can't fulfill the promise of a kingdom, the food won't go to waste."
Finally, he asked hesitantly, "You're still young. Have you ever thought of remarrying?"
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