The gasping became heavier, and Mrs. Lysa·Tully, who looked confused, lifted up her skirt at the waist.
Petyr·Baelish stretched out his hand to stop Mrs. Lysa·Tully.
"Lysa."
Petyr's magnetic call seemed to awaken a trace of reason in Lysa.
Petyr raised the corners of his lips, with touching love on his face. "Lysa, come with me."
Hidden deep in Petyr's heart is cold reason. He has different roles in front of different people, playing the role that is most beneficial to him.
No matter how impulsive Petyr was, he would not do anything near Tower of the Hand's stairs. He did not tell Lysa that this place was inappropriate because he was always reluctant to reject Lysa's love.
The elegance of Petyr is still intoxicating. "There is a room over there that can match your beauty, my Miss Lysa."
Lysa's cheeks are even redder. In his heart, I will always be Riverrun's Miss Lysa·Tully. He loves her so deeply!
We will be together eventually!
Lysa shyly put his chubby hand gently on Petyr's outstretched palm.
Petyr's eyes trembled vaguely.
"Petyr, you haven't come to see me for several days."
Lysa's tone was complaining, but more of a shy one.
With Lysa's current age and appearance, his expression, movements, and tone at this time are all very inconsistent, but Petyr, who is strong in his heart, still has unchanging love on his face.
Petyr held Lysa's hand tightly. "I am doing this to protect our future. For Lysa, I can endure it."
Lysa thought of Petyr. For her, she had always been a lowly and petty person beside her husband for more than ten years.
Lysa understands very well that Petyr never likes this, he just endures it silently for her sake.
Lysa's heart was filled with love, and she didn't know what she could do for Petyr to repay his affection.
This is all she can do now, Lysa once again dwarfed her figure.
Petyr's face and smile became a little solid.
After a while, I flicked it.
Lysa glanced down. "My Littlefinger is very lively today."
Lysa said private words of love, but when he heard "Littlefinger" from Lysa's mouth, Petyr's smile still stiffened for a moment.
Petyr put his arm around Lysa and took a step forward. "My Lysa, you may not be able to sleep peacefully all night long."
"Petyr, my knight, I like to sleep in."
A place of Red Keep.
Varys stared at the note in his hand.
Under the shadow caused by the candlelight, the expressionless Varys gives people a cold feeling.
"Master Varys, Lady Arryn and Lord Petyr entered the house together. Do you need to arrange for someone to follow you?"
Varys put down the note, tapped his chin, and held each other's hands habitually. "Oh, men and women are most likely to reveal precious information when they are in love and forget themselves."
"As you command, Master Varys."
Varys asked again, "Have the investigation results of the defense team been delivered to Janos?"
"It has been sent, everything is according to your wishes, everything goes well!"
"Don't be careless and end this matter successfully. From now on, don't arrange for anyone to be present where Lord Gryn is."
"Then... I obey."
Varys stood up from the chair and walked slowly to the window. "No need to doubt, there are always some strange people in this world."
"Master Varys, I am worried about the future..."
Varys's indifferent eyes stared at the darkness outside the window. "No one can do it unless the entire Red Keep is demolished. My Little Bird is still everywhere."
King's Landing, Queens Quarter, Security Office.
Foley was sitting against the wall, looking a little unmotivated.
Foley looked at Leyton walking towards him and said, "Leyton, have you finished dividing Silver Stag for them?"
Leyton stretched out and followed Foley's example of leaning against the wall. "Yes, they all cooperated with you this time. Although there was no help from Lannister and Red Cloaks this time, it was easier."
Foley laughed loudly, "I would be very willing to change it. I wish His Highness Queen could pass by here every day!"
Leyton smiled and nodded, "Queen His Highness has already replied to Red Keep. I don't know when the next time will be, but it is a good thing to have something to look forward to."
Leyton asked again, "What about you, how is their training?"
Foley shook his head and said, "I can only say that you are quite obedient."
"Foley, they are not Crackclaw Point men, and the people they will deal with in the future are also different."
Foley nodded helplessly. "Don't worry, Leyton! I'm just bored, and I miss Whispers a little bit."
Leyton shrugged. "I miss it too, I haven't hunted for a long time. It's so peaceful here that I'm not used to it."
"Tell me, Master Gryn, will you encounter trouble in the south?"
Leyton thought seriously for a while and said, "I can only say that there will be no big trouble. After all, Lord Gryn is visiting in the name of His Highness Queen."
Foley leaned sideways and approached Leyton, lowering his voice. "Hey, it's hard to say."
Leyton looked at Foley with doubts in his eyes.
"The trouble is not what other people are like, but Mr. Gryn..."
The Reach, Roseroad.
Gryn and others walked south along Roseroad. As they got closer and closer to Highgarden, they met many patrol teams of the Reach.
Gryn frowned slightly.
The armor acquisition rate of the Reach soldiers has attracted the attention of Gryn.
A patrol team of the Reach consists of 12 to 15 cavalry. Gryn has encountered more than a dozen teams. Each cavalry is wearing full plate armor.
It has a large population and is very wealthy.
This is the first impression the Reach brought to Gryn.
As the time approached noon, Gryn slowed down and prepared to find a place to repair.
Not long after, Anguy, who was scouting the road in front, drove his horse back to the team.
"Master Gryn, there is a village ahead, and there is a noble lady there who is distributing food to the villagers."
Free food? Anguy's words immediately attracted Mutton·Waters.
"Is there a flag? Have you seen the appearance of the noble lady?"
"I didn't find the flag. Because I was worried about causing misunderstanding, I just looked at it from a distance. It was a lady with brown hair and a green skirt."
Gryn raised his eyebrows and pulled the reins.
"We won't enter the village. Is there a suitable place for repairs ahead?"
Not entering the village? Are you doing this so as not to interfere with the villagers receiving food?
Master Gryn is always so kind!
Anguy immediately replied, "There is a trail to the right ahead. Follow the trail for a while and there will be a small river. It is also very suitable for repairing."
Gryn nodded slightly, waved his hand, and said loudly, "Let's go!"