Highgarden, Rose Garden.
The garden is filled with carefully cultivated roses, and roses of various colors are in bloom.
Margaery·Tyrell put away the letter and looked at the flowers with elk-like eyes.
The two letters Gryn wrote to Lord Mace and Margaery in King's Landing are in the hands of Margaery. Today is the third time she has read Gryn's letter.
The content of the letter written to Lord Mace is first about the progress of the matter. It has three lines in total and is concise and direct.
The remaining dozens of lines are all about the novel military theory that my father recently liked to talk about all night long at banquets. Gryn further elaborated in the letter.
Margaery only remembers that his father's face lit up immediately after seeing the content and he was full of praise for Gryn.
"Gryn Although he is young, he has learned a lot of skills from me. Young people have a bright future."
Margaery Thinking of his father's words at that time, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.
Margaery sighed secretly, and her grandmother did not step in to stop her, as long as her father was happy.
Two-thirds of the letter written to Margaery was to praise Margaery's beauty.
Hair, eyes, nose, lips, etc., Gryn praised all the exposed body parts. The words are beautiful enough and will not make you feel any offense or disgust.
Margaery obviously read Gryn's letter with caution, but he felt happy unconsciously.
Margaery felt that her maid secretly called Gryn a bard, which was indeed not an injustice to him.
After praising Margaery's beauty, he also described the progress of the matter, but it was more detailed than his father's letter.
Margaery Compared with his father's letter, the difference is only brief and detailed. I don't know why but I feel a little offended here.
At the end, it was informed that Gryn was entrusted with an important task by the king and would go to Essos.
Margaery frowned slightly. Although Gryn said it would not delay their plans, he did not tell her the specific return date.
Margaery quickly relaxed her brows. Golden Rose valued the results, and she believed Gryn knew the importance.
Grandma's teachings are still in my ears, and House Golden Rose, who is endlessly alive, can take the initiative at any time.
The reason why Margaery studied repeatedly is that he wanted to learn more about Gryn through the letters in his hand.
People like Gryn are very unfamiliar to Margaery, and it takes a lot of effort to control them.
She is also looking forward to the next meeting with Gryn, and he still owes her a "advice".
"Miss Margaery, let's start the game quickly!"
Margaery The laughter of the maids interrupted Margaery's thoughts.
Margaery's tone was a little helpless. "Sometimes I really envy your liveliness. I just took a break."
Megga Tyrell·Tyrell has the loudest voice among the maids, "Miss Margaery, you have been here for a long time!"
Elo·Tyrell sounded concerned, "Margaery, you really should relax."
Yalan·Tyrell's voice was very soft. "Margaery, do you want to play a song for you?"
The maids said something to each other, but they were all concerned about Margaery.
Margaery said helplessly, "I know, I'm just busy lately and can't make it to the show. Don't worry about me."
Megga Tyrell glanced at the envelope on the table and said, "Margaery, are you reading that bard's letter again?"
"The bard again?"
"His tongue is sweet."
All the maids burst into laughter, and Margaery couldn't help laughing when he looked at them.
Crackclaw Point, Whispers.
The blue sky is cloudless and the fresh breeze blows, making you feel refreshed.
At the gate of the castle, the well-dressed Kalaia looked up eagerly.
Maester Al beside him blinked his eyes and said in a teasing tone, "Good boy, don't be anxious. It is a good thing for the people to love the lord."
Kalaia's cheeks were slightly red and said, "Maester Al!"
Under the arrangement of Gryn, Kalaia has been studying with Maester Al and has been exposed to a lot of novel knowledge.
The longer time passes, the more Kalaia admires Maester Al's knowledge. She feels that she will never reach the level of Maester Al in this life.
Kalaia's expression quickly returned to normal.
There is nothing to be shy about. Crackclaw Point women always strive for whatever they want!
Maester Al looked at the changes on Kalaia's little face and showed a kind smile.
Maester Al is a four-generation veteran of House Crabb (Gryn's grandfather, father, mother, and himself). It can be said that he has spent most of his life in the Whispers and has personally experienced the ups and downs of House Crabb.
Gryn's behavior and behavior, in Maester Al's opinion, Gryn is a variant of House Crabb, which is very different from Crabb.
A family that only knew how to wield swords unexpectedly welcomed a head who liked to use his brain.
House Crabb has gone through ups and downs, and finally ushered in the opportunity to rise. The emergence of Gryn is the evidence.
This opportunity may have been planted since Lady Crabb paid special attention to the knowledge and teaching of Gryn.
Thinking of this, Maester Al couldn't help but stiffen up... I taught Gryn how to read and write!
House Crabb already controls nearly two-thirds of the land of Crackclaw Point, with tens of thousands of citizens.
The young lord will not stop his footsteps. Maester Al believes that the remaining land of Crackclaw Point will soon belong to Crabb Territory, establishing House Crabb's absolute dominance over Crackclaw Point, and becoming Crownlands's most important military aristocrat in one fell swoop.
Maester Al sighed secretly, this might be the beginning of a real war.
Although the Lord Jon and Vale nobles did not directly use weapons, they caused Crackclaw Point to shed too much blood. After more than ten years of accumulation, they have become a blood feud.
Maester Al cheered up, he will live for a few more years and continue to serve the lord. By the way...Vale has also caused him to not add new books for several years. I can still hand him a knife.
At the gate of the castle, Gryn jumped off the horse.
"Gryn-sama!"
Kalaia held up her skirt, walked quickly, and rushed towards Gryn.
Gryn felt the soft fragrance... but couldn't feel it. In order to show the majesty of the lord, he always wore Crabb ancestral armor.
The two embraced each other, and Gryn patted Kalaia on the back. He had a gentle look on his face, but he was in a daze underneath.
Did I do anything that I forgot about?
Maester Al grinned, revealing the few remaining teeth. "Master Gryn, as Kalaia grows up, Crabb never lacks courage."
The two separated their bodies, Gryn smiled lowly, and reached out to stroke Kalaia's dark hair.
Gryn glanced at Maester Al and said, "Maester Al, I am very happy to see that you are still healthy. You seem to be several years younger than before I left?"
Maester Al caressed his chest. "Sir Gryn, thank you for your concern. I deal with territorial correspondence every day, so I can see good news every day, which always makes me physically and mentally happy."
Gryn smiled and nodded, saying, "Come on, Samwell!"
Samwell heard Gryn's voice, walked out from behind, and greeted Maester Al shyly, "Good day, Maester Al."
"His name is Samwell·House Tarly, from the Reach, and he will serve as your Steward."
Maester Al said with a kind expression, "Samwell, you have a pair of bachelor's eyes, welcome to your arrival."
Samwell nodded quickly in thanks and scratched the back of his head shyly.
At this time, Kalaia stared at Gryn and said, "Sir Gryn, I have prepared hot water for you."
Gryn raised his eyebrows and said to the crowd, "Let's go in."
Three days later, Crabb Manor outside King's Landing.
The blue sky was as clear as water, with not a single cloud in sight, and the sultry air made it hard to breathe.
Dick Hold the dagger in his hand and approach a strong rooster lightly.
The distance between them was about the same. Just as Dick was about to raise its arm, the rooster flew away from Dick, leaving only a few feathers behind.
Dick gritted his teeth and started to chase after him, but was stopped by Jeffrey.
"Dick, you only have one chance. If you fail to succeed, you are already in danger. The enemy is not a chicken waiting to be slaughtered."
Hearing this, Dick sat down on the ground, a little dejected.
In the first stage of dagger training, the chicken has one leg tied up. As long as he moves quickly, he can hit him with one blow.
Recently, Crabb Manor has been eating roast chicken every day, and they are all chickens slaughtered by Dick.
No matter what the reason is, Dick has shown good perseverance, and Geoffrey's evaluation of Dick has improved a lot.
"Wrist strength and speed need to continue to be trained. Let's take a rest and then continue."
Dick stood up, patted his clothes, straightened his back, and said, "Okay, Sir Jeffrey. I think I have found some tips, I just want to think about it!"
After Dick finished speaking, Jeffrey frowned unnoticeably.
Jeffrey thought about it again, did not speak, and just nodded.
Some personalities cannot be changed, as long as you can achieve your goals!
Jeffrey stopped leaving and said, "You have to master it within a week. If you can meet the requirements within a week, I will take you brothers and sisters to Whispers to meet Master Gryn."
After a pause, Jeffrey stared at Dick and said, "If it can't be completed, I can only let you brothers and sisters stay here. Dick, this is the order of Master Gryn."
Dick's pupils shrank and said, "Stay... stay here? Jeffrey Your Excellency, I don't quite understand the meaning of this sentence!"
Jeffrey shook his head and said, "No, Lord Dick, actually you understand very well. I am an illiterate hunter. I am just repeating Lord Gryn's original words. Don't question Lord Gryn. Do you understand?"
Jeffrey's eyes became sharp, making Dick feel the danger.
Dick's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed his saliva, and his tone pretended to be relaxed. "Don't worry, I think there is nothing wrong with me. Please help me tell Mr. Gryn that I will never let him down!"
Jeffrey nodded silently and started walking again.
After Geoffrey's figure disappeared, Dick wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Here it is again... Dick is threatened by various threats almost every day, and the heavy pressure makes him breathless.
Dick looked for a while in the direction of the house where my sister was, and cheered up.
At least now I have good food, good clothes, and good housing!
This is so painful... Dick wants to cry, it's really hard, I really want to go back... He doesn't want to go back to the old days at all, to a dirty and smelly place. He likes how his sister looks like a noble lady now.
He is the elder brother, and for Julia and himself, he must be strong!
Dick suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength. After staring at the energetic rooster for a while, his shoulders slumped again. How could this little thing be so flexible? It would be better if it had no wings.
Red Keep, Hand of the King dormitory.
There was only Jon·Arryn in the room. He threw the note into the brazier with a heavy expression and trembling hands, and the flames suddenly rose.
The note Hand Jon Arryn burned was secretly sent by Duke Stannis·Baratheon. After seeing the content, he had no intention of lying on the bed to recuperate.
Stannis suspects that the three legitimate children of King Robert and Cersei·Lannister are not the blood of King Robert. Stannis refers to As far as he knows, Robert's illegitimate children all have black hair, while the three children born to Cersei (Joffrey, Myrcella, Tommen) all have blond hair.
Although Lord Jon and Lord Stannis have political differences in many places, Lord Jon trusts Lord Stannis very much.
Hand Jon Arryn feels that if we were to choose the most honest person among Seven Kingdoms, then this person would have to be Stannis·Baratheon.
Jon's expression is bitter. If this matter is true, it will cause great turmoil in the entire kingdom.
If it is not handled properly, it can easily turn into a war, and the scale of the war will be no less than that of the war more than ten years ago.
This matter was too big to be handed over to anyone. He didn't dare to trust anyone, so he had to investigate it himself.
Lord Jon The first thing that comes to mind is the book "Seven Kingdoms's Family Genealogy and History of Major Nobles" in Pycelle Grand Maester's hand. This book records the appearance descriptions of House Baratheon's children in the past generations.
Secondly, Robert's illegitimate children left outside are ready-made evidence, and each one needs to be investigated and recorded.
If true...Hand Jon Arryn closed his eyes with a heavy expression. This is not only a shame for the royal family, but also a shame for Hand of the King.
Lord Jon dragged his sick body and began to secretly mobilize the manpower he brought from Vale.
That night, Petyr·Baelish learned from Lysa·Tully that Lord Jon suddenly mobilized Vale's cronies.
Lord Jon hid it from everyone, but could not hide it from his wife--Lysa.
Petyr's gray-green eyes trembled, and he felt that something big was about to happen to Red Keep.
What could it be?
Petyr was lost in thought, which made Lysa·Tully feel that his attitude was careless.
"Petyr, we haven't seen each other for several days. I can't feel your love, which makes me very sad."
Petyr naturally changed the expression on his face, lowered his head, and said with a hint of surprise, "My Lysa, I just suddenly remembered the time when we were young. I already had gray hair, but you are still so charming."
There is only deep love in Petyr's eyes.
Lysa hugged Petyr tightly, with a layer of moisture in his eyes. "Littlefinger, you are still Riverrun's handsome boy who only loves me."
Petyr lifted Lysa's chin, lowered his head and left a gentle touch on her forehead.
"My Lysa, I will love you forever."
Petyr raised the corners of his lips, his eyes flickering... The chaotic ascending ladder may be right in front of him.