According to Ser Brynden's character, he wanted to speak bluntly, but he still chose a more euphemistic way of expression.🐍🐝 ➅➈ ♝☜
Because... although he didn't have his own children, when he was in Riverrun, his busy older brother often accompanied his brother's children.
Young people don't like listening to long-winded lectures from "old people," let alone to a young man already crowned with a princely title.
Sir Brynden joked, "King Robb, you breached Jeyne's castle, and she breached your heart."
When Jeyne Westerling was mentioned, Robb smiled shyly but also happily.
"King Robb..."
"Grandpa, we're family, please just call me Robb."
"Your Majesty, please allow me to refuse. You have declared yourself King of the Trident; you are now my king. As the king of all lords, both publicly and privately, everyone is watching you and those close to you. I do not wish to be the exception."
After a pause, Robb took a deep breath and said, "Thank you..."
Sir Brynden then joked, "I do have a small request. You can call me Brynden, or the Blackfish Knight. I can still fight for the King of the Trident for a few more years."
After hearing this, Robb couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After exchanging a few more words with smiles, Sir Brynden cautioned, "If nothing unexpected happens, we will lose the Frey family's support, won't we?"
Mentioning Frey, Robb's expression darkened. "If Stevron Frey (the Marquis of Walder Frey ) were still alive, I could talk to him about compensation, but Black Walder... that guy's name isn't because of the color of his beard, I assure you. He's gone too far!"
The Young Wolf's gaze sharpened. "He actually claimed that the Frey girls wouldn't mind marrying a widower. If Jeyne hadn't begged me for mercy, I would have killed him long ago!"
Sir Brynden reiterated, "They say their king has severely insulted the House Frey."
Robb paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This was not my intention, I assure you. Ser Stevron Frey died for me, and Olyvar Frey as a squire was commendable... It was my fault, and I will compensate Walder Frey... An apology, honor, land, money... whatever I can do."
Sir Brynden sighed inwardly and said, "As far as I know, the Frey family has mobilized over 2,000 troops and a dozen Frey for you. Now that you are surrounded by powerful enemies, if they no longer obey orders, I would like to know... can Jeyne's family help you make amends?"
He added, "King Robb, once the Frey make a move, it won't be long before everyone has this question."
Brynden's deep eyes met Robb's. "We must prepare in advance, my king."
Robb paused, then said, "I've met Jeyne's brother, Raynald Westerling, and he assured me that the House Westerling will do everything in their power to support me."
Sir Brynden reached out and gently patted his somewhat uneasy-looking grand-nephew, the King, and said kindly, "For better or for worse, we have to face it, don't we?"
Robb sighed, nodded slightly, and said, " Westerling has fifty men, including about ten knights."
He paused, then added, "Grandpa, Jeyne is not only smart and beautiful, but also very kind; she has a gentle heart."
Sir Brynden nodded in agreement, saying, "I admit, from the first moment I saw that child, I could sense she would make a good wife."
His tone shifted, and he said seriously, "But now you're going to put a Queen; she can't avoid being 'examined' by everyone."
He continued, "I know Walder Frey. He's not a reasonable man; he's proud and short-tempered, and can't tolerate the slightest disrespect. He entered into a marriage contract with you and mobilized almost all his troops to make the Frey family the Queen's family. Breaking the contract is one thing, but marrying the daughter of a minor lord is, in itself, a great insult to the Twins."
After listening to Brynden's words, Robb seemed somewhat excited. " The House Westerling are descendants of the First Men, their bloodline far older than that of the House Frey. Before the War of Conquest, King of the Rock frequently intermarried with the House Westerling, and... another Jeyne Westerling was King Maegor's Queen."
Meg the King refers to Meg Targaryen, the only son of Aegon the Conqueror and Visenya. He was the third Targaryen king to sit on the Iron Throne and rule the Seven Kingdoms, and was known as "Meg the Cruel."
Queen Jeyne, an ancestor of Robb's beloved Westerling, was one of Maegor I's six wives.
Brynden sighed and said slowly, " The House Frey is indeed one of the 'younger' noble families among the Seven Kingdoms. He hates the ancient bloodlines the most, hates that they treat the Frey as nouveau riche, hates that Lord Jon Arryn refused to adopt his grandson, and hates even more that my brother (the Duke of Riverrun ) refused to let Edmure (the heir to Riverrun ) marry his daughter. Now, although you did not intentionally break off the engagement with the Frey, you are still rubbing salt into the wounds of the Marquess of Frey."
He added, "The Marquis Frey, consumed by hatred, will divide the kingdoms of the King in the North and the King of the Trident in two. His the Twins can do just that, and the Lannister would be more than happy to support him."
Robb pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment. He said with a sense of frustration, "I thought war was the hardest thing... but it seems I've messed up everything except war."
"You're already much better than most people at recognizing your own negligence, my child."
Sir Brynden leaned forward slightly and continued, "Since His Majesty the King wishes to properly compensate Frey, then we will do our best to do so."
Robb frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "I want to do everything I can to make amends. I think there must be something that can soothe Frey Frey's wounded pride."
Sir Brynden's hoarse, deep voice rang out. "Things are hard to do, but... people can."
Robb raised an eyebrow and asked, "A person? Which person?"
Sir Brynden quickly replied, "That man ruined your battle plan because of his own cleverness..."
He paused, then continued, "Your uncle, Edmure Tully."
Robb's eyes flashed, then he paused, his brow furrowing slightly. "This... might be unfair to my uncle; after all, he is the heir to the Duke of Riverrun."
Brynden shook his head slightly and said, "My child, you know very well what the consequences will be if we lose this war. Tully and the Stark are one family, and every member of the family has a responsibility. We must work together to protect the family's honor."
Robb stared at Sir Brynden for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "I'll speak with Grandpa and Uncle."
Ser Brynden shook his head again and said, "Hurry. My brother has been seriously ill for some time. If we can get this done, Lord Frey will feel much better. There is Greyjoy's fleet at sea; they are the enemy. We must return to Riverrun before the Lannister completely block the way. The Riverlands are your battlefield, my king."
After a moment of silence, Robb slowly nodded and said, "Thank you for your wise advice. I will immediately convene a war council. Before leaving the Westerlands... I want to send Tywin Lannister a gift."
Seeing Robb about to rise, Ser Brynden reached out and stopped him, saying, "King Robb, I have another suggestion, and I hope you will grant it."
Under Robb's questioning gaze, he added, "I hope you and Jeyne will get married in Riverrun, not now."
Robb stared at Ser Brynden and said, "I have already announced this to everyone. As king, I cannot..."
He opened his mouth, then suddenly sighed, paused for a moment, and said, "I'd like to hear your reasons."
Ser Brynden said slowly, "To finalize the marriage between the Tully and Frey houses before holding the wedding is the King's way of showing his sincerity."
He added, "Everyone knows that the Frey followed you to the Westerlands. You made a slight concession to consider Frey feelings, and they have no choice but to be grateful to you. They love your benevolent king even more."
King Robb frowned and said, "But... I've already promised Jeyne, I've pledged to marry her immediately."
Brynden said gently, "If you truly love her, then help her put on her Queen crown properly. She needs everyone's love and respect too."
When King Robb announced the postponement of his wedding to Jeyne, it was rumored that Black Walder had been fiercely trampling the Direwolf banner in the Frey army camp, was dragged back to his tent by the other Frey.
Five days later, Kevan Lannister learned that the Stark - Tully alliance was about to withdraw from the Westerlands, and his brother Tywin Lannister had ordered him to leave Robb Stark in the Westerlands until his return.
In order to stop King Robb from escaping the Lannister Westerlands, Kevan Lannister, who was holding firm at all times, had to hastily gather more than 5,000 soldiers to slow down the march of the Stark - Tully army, so that he would have more time to strengthen the defenses near Gold Tooth and block the land route from the Westerlands to the Riverlands.
However, the Lannister army, which had just assembled at its camp near Sarsfield (located south of the River Road, northeast of Casterly Rock, and southwest of Golden Tooth ), was suddenly ambushed and defeated by the North cavalry, and Kevan's third son, Martin Lannister, was taken prisoner by Robb Stark.
After this battle, Kevan Lannister was powerless to stop the Stark - Tully army, which had plundered a great deal of wealth, from leaving the Westerlands.