Gryn originally planned to use his own clan soldiers to surround Stark's group in a non-offensive manner, reminding them that King's Landing is in danger, and by the way, show off Crabb's military appearance, in preparation for repeated horizontal jumps between Lannister and Stark.
The appearance of Margaery told Gryn that King Robert was traveling with Stark. He did not want to take the initiative to cause unnecessary trouble for himself, so he had to change his plan.
The skirt is fluttering in the wind. Margaery·Tyrell maintains an elegant posture on horseback. Her equestrian skills are very good.
She seemed to be aware of Gryn's gaze, and looked over with her elk-like eyes.
Little Rose is so keen, Gryn praised loudly and casually, "Miss Margaery, your riding posture is very charming."
Ta-ta, tap-ta, tap-ta.
The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground was all around. Margaery, who was concerned about his image, did not speak, but smiled and nodded in thanks.
After driving the horse for more than an hour, Gryn raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and then looked at a tavern on the roadside in the distance.
They stopped their horses in front of the tavern and Gryn took a look. Although the tavern was dilapidated, it was still spacious.
Seeing many soldiers and horses suddenly appearing in front of her tavern, a middle-aged woman with a figure ready to show off boldly pushed open the door and walked out.
The middle-aged woman pouted inside before coming out. Gryn smiled, and he saw a thin and bald middle-aged man following him out with a trembling body.
The middle-aged woman quickly glanced at Gryn and Margaery who were surrounded by people. Just when she was about to lower her head and salute, before she had time to think, her chubby hand automatically stretched out skillfully and caught a money bag.
The opening of the untied money bag showed a bright golden color. She weighed it with her hands and suddenly smiled all over her face.
She slid the money bag skillfully into the Parris Inn, and said respectfully, "Generous master, welcome to Parris Inn!"
After saying that, she pulled the man behind her and saluted. "My name is Parris, and he is my husband."
Gryn nodded and said, "Ms. Parris, clean the inside first. I want to receive distinguished guests in your tavern."
This young nobleman spoke so nicely...Parris couldn't help but glance at Gryn again, and immediately lowered his head.
Distinguished guests want to receive guests who are more distinguished than themselves here? Parris did not feel honored, but cheered up with fear.
Gryn ordered Foley on the side, "Take people in, give each person a Silver Stag, and ask them to leave Parris Inn on their own initiative."
The kind-hearted Lord Gryn never thought of leaving the matter of expelling guests to the Parris couple.
Few people who often move around are good people. It is easiest and most direct for Gryn clan soldiers to come forward.
Foley chuckled, jumped off the horse and strode in with a few people.
There was a little movement inside, Foley and the others quickly completed the task.
Gryn jumped off the saddle, walked to Margaery's horse and stretched out his hand.
Margaery has been quietly watching Gryn's actions. She feels that Lord Gryn is a very contradictory person. He seems to lack some respect for other noble people except Cersei Queen, but he also seems to have compassion for civilians?
Which one is the real Gryn?
"Thank you."
Margaery easily jumped off the horse with the help of Gryn.
In the tavern, Margaery, who had changed his clothes, slowly walked down the stairs from upstairs.
Margaery braided her wavy and curly brown hair into a fluffy braid, hanging naturally on her chest and swaying gently with her movements.
Margaery put on a light blue long skirt with a low slit neckline. Although the style of the skirt was simple, it showed off her graceful figure very well. The hem of the skirt swayed lightly as she walked, like a flower in bloom.
Margaery strolled over, Gryn turned his head and looked, he raised his eyebrows, this light blue... This is the color of Winter Rose, Lyanna·Stark's favorite fragrance.
Rhaegar·Targaryen, who won the Tourney championship, spurred his horse to run past his wife (Dorne House Martell's Princess Elia), placed the "Queen of Love and Beauty" corolla woven by Winter Rose on the lap of Lyanna·Stark. At that moment, the smiles of the audience suddenly disappeared.
That flower crown is as blue as frost... it is indeed False Spring.
If the plans of Renly and Golden Rose succeed, there will be another False Spring.
After sighing secretly, Gryn took back his thoughts.
Gryn first stood up and asked Margaery to take a seat. Then he sat down again and said, "Miss Margaery, you can always overturn my understanding of beauty."
Gryn is a sincere compliment, and there are no other emotions hidden in the words.
Fifteen-year-old Margaery bears the heavy responsibility of her family. She is both beautiful and brave. This is Game of Thrones. They are both players in the game of power.
Margaery smiled shyly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and suddenly said, "Lord Gryn, can I ask you a question?"
Gryn looked at the sky through the window and said, "We still have a lot of time."
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze and said to Margaery, "Excuse me, I am honored to answer your question, Miss Margaery."
Margaery's beautiful eyes held a smile, she paused and said, "Lord Gryn, please forgive me for being presumptuous, but you didn't seem surprised at all when you met me?"
After Margaery finished speaking, she noticed that Gryn paused while shaking the wine glass.
Little Rose's eyes are as bright as stars, shining with intelligence and curiosity.
Gryn stopped what he was doing and said, "Experience..."
He raised his glass and took a sip, then said, "You are a noble rose, you will not meet me by chance."
With a smile on his face, he said, "This is what I learned at Red Keep."
Gryn's answer is sincere and candid.
Margaery didn't show it on her face, but she was worried but didn't fully believe Gryn's words. She thought there might be other reasons.
Under the table, Margaery bent his fingers slightly and said, "Lord Gryn, haven't you ever been curious?"
The thoughtful Gryn naturally knew the reason for Margaery's question, and he spread his hands.
"Trust is something that is difficult to express in words... Miss Margaery, we are our own people. I only believe that you will not hurt me, so that is enough."
After hearing the answer, Margaery blinked her beautiful eyes and stared at Gryn for a while. She smiled and nodded slightly, "Golden Rose always treat friends with kindness."
Margaery has full lips. When she smiles, the corners of her mouth rise, revealing a row of neat and white teeth. Her smile is like spring sunshine.
Gryn lowered his eyelids, and for some reason Daenerys's pair of violet eyes full of anxiety suddenly appeared in his mind.
Those eyes flashed away.
Gryn looked at Margaery, raised a smile on his lips, and said, "This is the glory of Crabb."
Kingsroad.
Eddard·Stark looked at King Robert who was sweating profusely and said, "Robert, you are too fat."
Robert King gasped and said angrily, "Ned, how dare you call me fat?"
He laughed and continued, "You have a very good look in your eyes, which is irrefutable!"
The two of them were talking and laughing along the way, as if they had returned to the days of Eyrie again.
Lord Eddard joked, "Your Majesty, my first task after entering Red Keep may be to reduce your food intake."
King Robert laughed loudly, patted Lord Eddard with his broad palm, and said, "I like your jokes, this is good, don't put on a bad face all day long."
Lord Eddard's lips curled up slightly. "Robert, I'll try my best, Stark is not good at joking."
Robert The king said disgustedly, "Damn Ned, you are so boring!"
After a pause, King Robert said again, "I am looking forward to the expressions of my important ministers when they see you. It will be wonderful to think about it."
Lord Eddard wondered, "Why do you say that?"
"They are all idiots who are very good at lying and pretending to be confused. Several times I couldn't help but pick up a war hammer and smash their heads. It almost drove me crazy!"
After King Robert complained, he reached out and grabbed Lord Eddard's shoulders. "You will soon understand why I said that..."
He let go of Lord Eddard and laughed again, "Ned, you will have enough headaches in the future!"
Lord Eddard seemed to shrug his shoulders helplessly. He was covering up the pain in his shoulders, but Robert was still so strong!
After laughing, the two of them rode for a while, and Robert suddenly said, "Do you remember Sir Jorah·Mormont?"
Lord Eddard frowned and said solemnly, "I will never forget that guy in my life."
House Mormont of Bear Island has a long history, is proud and honorable, but Jorah·Mormont plans to sell the captured poachers to slave traders of Tyrosh in order to increase their income.
Mormont is the vassal of House Stark. His behavior has tarnished the honor of the entire north. Waiting for Lord Eddard to travel all the way west to Bear Island, but found that Jorah·Mormont had already escaped from Westeros by boat and escaped the legal sanctions of the emperor.
It has been five years since the incident occurred.
"That guy is anxiously waiting for amnesty to cross the sea and return home. Sir Jorah is now taking advantage of this in Essos, Master of Whisperers Varys, asking him to find a way to contact and monitor Targaryen."
Lord Eddard said coldly, "The human trafficker has become a spy for the kingdom now? I would rather he turned into a corpse, so that maybe Mormont's lost honor can be restored."
"What a stubborn guy!"
Robert The king cursed and explained, "My Master of Whisperers thinks spies are much more useful than corpses, Ned."
Lord Eddard glanced at King Robert, with a sullen face and said nothing. In his opinion, Sir Jorah, who had tarnished his honor, was not eligible for pardon no matter how good his reasons were.
Seeing Lord Eddard's appearance, King Robert angrily took off the leather wine bag hanging from his waist. He pulled out the cork, made a gurgling sound, and poured wine into his mouth.
Robert The king threw away the wine bag, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and made a happy sound.
Lord Eddard Seeing King Robert holding back his anger, he hesitated to speak.
Lord Eddard remembered his wife's advice, and he didn't want to have a dispute with Robert, but there were some things he couldn't give in to.
Lord Eddard is very conflicted.
King Robert said angrily, "Look at you, it's really unlikable. You and Jon Arryn are both stubborn bastards!"
After a moment of silence, he added, "I dare to swear to God that I respect and love that old man Jon, but now I think he is stupider than Moon Boy (Red Keep Jester)!"
"Originally, after losing Lyanna, I didn't plan to get married at all, but Jon said that since I had taken the Iron Chair, I should have an heir.
He told me that Cersei·Lannister is a good marriage partner, because if the remnants of Targaryen want to take back Iron Throne, marrying her can ensure that Lord Tywin supports my Iron Throne.
Oh, Cersei is very beautiful, that's right, but cold... Look at her guarded appearance, as if she has all the gold of Casterly Rock hidden between her feet."
Robert shook his head and continued, "Ned, let me tell you secretly. More than once, I have dreamed of giving up the throne, taking my horse and war hammer, taking a boat to Free Cities, fighting adventures and singing and dancing girls all day long. That is the life I should live. Haha, be a mercenary king. I will be surprised if the bard doesn't love me to death."
Lord Eddard comforted, "Robert, you have become a good king after all."
Robert laughed loudly and said, "I like this joke!"
After laughing, he patted Lord Eddard and said, "Ned, I know you can't lie, whether it's for love or honor. Anyway, I'm still young, and now that I have your help, everything will change." I will respect your opinion on how to deal with Targaryen's evil spawn, but don't stop Sir Jorah's surveillance. I at least want to know if the evil dragon will come. If... I'm looking forward to that day."
Lord Eddard nodded.
King Robert mentioned the deceased Jon Arryn, which reminded him of Jon Arryn's youngest son. He couldn't help but said, "Robert, the new Warden of the East..."
King Robert said angrily, "Damn it Ned, I know that child is your nephew. Let me tell you for the last time, I will not let that child from the Arryn family succeed Warden of the East. Why am I crazy to hand over the responsibility of commanding a quarter of the kingdom's army to a frail little boy?!"
Lord Eddard thought for a while and said, "Robert, if you feel that Robert·Arryn is not old enough to take over Warden of the East, you can temporarily leave it to one of your brothers to take over."
Due to the deep feelings between Robert, Lord Eddard also believes in Stannis·Baratheon and Renly·Baratheon.
King Robert frowned for a while and said, "Ned, to tell you the truth, I have appointed a new Warden of the East."
Lord Eddard looked a little surprised, and he guessed. "Jaime·Lannister?"
Lord Eddard understands King Robert's temperament, but Robert has not been willing to confess to him until now. He can only think of the Kingslayer of Lannister.
Lord Eddard said, "Robert, Lord Tywin are hereditary Warden of the West, Ser Jaime will sooner or later go back and inherit the power of Lannister, Warden of the East and Warden of the West should not fall into the hands of the same person, that is half of the kingdom's troops."
Robert said nonchalantly, "Now is not the time of war. It won't be too late to think about it when there is a war. And now Lord Tywin is staying at Casterly Rock well. I think Jaime will not inherit the family business too quickly. Don't argue with me about this matter, Ned!"
Robert The king clamped his horse's belly, spurred the horse forward, and galloped away.
Lord Eddard looked at Robert galloping away, sighed feebly, kicked the horse in the belly, and rode after him.