Looking for Death: Lannister

The Westerlands, Golden Tooth City.

As a fortress guarding the route from the Westerlands to the Riverlands, Golden Tooth City's walls had been repaired several times, and flew the blue sun banner of House Rhafford.

Thud, thud, thud!

A force of ten thousand soldiers rolled out through Golden Tooth City's gates, its supplies and baggage alone filling a hundred carts.

At the head of the army, three thousand cavalrymen carried the banner of House Lannister, a roaring lion.

"My lord, are you really going to do this?"

The Earl of Golden Tooth City, Rhafford, stood atop the city wall, his expression troubled as he asked.

"Of course." Jaehaerys looked down his nose at everyone and said arrogantly, "That's exactly what I'm doing."

"By doing this, you're making an enemy of the royal family."

The Earl of Golden Tooth City grew anxious, trying to persuade the arrogant, foolish Duke.

The Westerlands had begun gathering an army a month earlier.

A force of two thousand had dragged its feet, and had now reached Riverland City.

Just a few days ago, Duke Jaehaerys had suddenly changed his mind, ordering the five thousand troops following behind to head north and instead camp by the Green Fork.

He was clearly shirking his duty and defying the royal family's orders.

Worse, he was blocking the only route by which reinforcements from the various regions could reach the royal family.

Westeros was now enduring an unprecedented winter, with snow covering the land to a depth of more than three feet.

The Vale was completely cut off. Anyone wishing to march north had to pass through Riverland City, held by House Frey.

If they blocked the Green Fork, the North would be isolated.

Jaehaerys looked contemptuously at his vassal and stubbornly insisted, "Who says I'm disobeying orders? The