Gryn laughs just because he thinks of some deep memories, but the smile that appears at this time can easily be misunderstood by others as having other meanings.
Gryn controlled the muscles on his face abruptly.
The attendant in the tent gently poured a glass of Summer Wine for Gryn and Margaery.
Margaery raised his glass and took a sip of Summer Wine, as if there was a hint of victory in his eyes.
Gryn remained calm and raised his glass, thinking about whether there was any way to keep the "breakup fee" without delaying the original intention.
Gryn put down the wine glass and said, "Miss Margaery, if I go back like this now, do you know what consequences I will face?"
Without waiting for Margaery's reaction, Gryn chuckled and continued, "In King's Landing Red Keep, maybe big people can make mistakes, but small people never allow failure, even once.
Big people can ignore the safety of small people, but small people must learn to care about themselves."
Gryn, with an indifferent expression, picked up the wine glass again, paused, and placed it on the table again. "An ancestor of Crabb was named Clarence Crabb·Crabb. He relied on the sword in his hand and became the legendary hero of Crackclaw Point.
Clement·Crabb, Rupert·Crabb, and another with the same name as the legendary hero, known as Clarence the Short... The three of them also relied on the sword in their hands to become Kingsguard, who represents Westeros's strongest knight.
Hundreds of years, or a thousand years, maybe even longer... Crabb has been associated with blood and swords since its birth, until today."
Gryn stretched out his hand, picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the remaining half Summer Wine in one gulp.
Gryn put down the glass of wine and his eyes became sharp. "Because of the war more than ten years ago, House Crabb has been suppressed by Red Keep for more than ten years. It was not easy for Cersei Queen to regain trust according to the tradition of Crackclaw Point's direct service and Queen's.
But now, I seem to have foreseen the bleak future of my family.
As I just said, in King's Landing Red Keep, only big people can make mistakes, and small people never allow failure, even once.
Miss Margaery, since I am just greeting Lord of Highgarden on behalf of His Highness Queen, I thought this errand was very simple, so I recommended myself.
Until just now, I was still taking chances, but now after talking with you, I have confirmed that I am destined to live up to His Highness Queen's trust."
Gryn's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting him again and again, making Margaery feel like he couldn't breathe.
Gryn's performance at this time made Margaery instinctively feel uneasy.
Why is this happening? Did I mess up my grandmother's arrangement? Did I make a mistake somewhere?
Margaery·Tyrell suppressed a trace of panic in her heart. She believed in her judgment, Lord Gryn is not a reckless man, is he playing me?
Margaery·Tyrell Although he didn't show it on his face, his thoughts suddenly became chaotic.
Gryn retracted the sharpness in his eyes and his gaze became calm. "Tomorrow, the arena will be dyed red. I will make every challenger bleed openly, until the frightened the Reach swordsmen swarm up and the blood flows into a river."
Gryn's back moved away from the back of the chair, and he leaned forward slightly. His tone was soft but full of confidence. "Kingsguard Jaime·Lannister told me that I am stronger than Sword of the Morning. Please believe me, Ms. Margaery, I can definitely do it."
[Jaime never said this, it was a white lie by Gryn]
Gryn's tone was calm, but the content of his words was dripping with blood.
Lord Gryn is waiting for her answer. His next step depends on her choice. He has made all preparations.
There was silence in the tent, as Gryn and Margaery looked at each other.
Little Rose Are you trying to suppress my momentum with your big eyes? Gryn Naturally, you opened your eyes wide and I continued to stare!
Lord Gryn Do you think I'm afraid of him? I may be afraid occasionally, but never! I stare too!
After a while, Gryn and Margaery looked away almost at the same time, with very natural expressions.
After a pause, Margaery·Tyrell's elk-like brown eyes looked at Gryn again, and the corners of his lips curved slightly. "It seems that Lord Gryn already has a better idea, and I am willing to listen."
Gryn raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and sighed softly, "I think, Miss Margaery, you don't want to see bad things happen in the ring, right?"
Margaery's little face slightly nodded. "But, Lord Gryn, the arena still needs to be cleaned up. Your arena has attracted the attention of the entire the Reach. Regardless of the distance, almost all the Reach swordsmen are on their way."
Gryn and Margaery have been exchanged for another transaction.
You can meet Pufferfish Lord, but there are prerequisites for Margaery·Tyrell, and the matters in the arena must be perfectly resolved.
Gryn asked, "If I leave here with Gold Dragon, can I ask how Highgarden originally planned to handle the follow-up?"
He is testing me again!
Tonight's contact with Gryn, although brief, made Margaery·Tyrell grow.
Maybe it was the encouragement of being suddenly faced with high pressure during a smooth ride, or maybe it was the accumulation of hard work, but it was always a precious harvest tonight.
Now Margaery is easier to read people's hearts.
Gryn seems to be concerned about how they will deal with it later. What he actually wants to test is the weight of Margaery in Highgarden. More specifically, Gryn wants to know how much control Margaery can have.
Margaery raised her eyebrows in imitation of Gryn and said, "I can be honest with you. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to hold a grand outdoor banquet. No matter what your status is, anyone can attend the banquet I hold."
After saying that, Margaery's elk-like brown eyes gained a bright light.
Hiss! She is indeed a rich woman!
Gryn agreed, "Indeed, your beauty and fine wine will eliminate all resentment unconsciously."
Margaery·Tyrell smiled like a flower, "Lord Gryn, it seems you have a better idea?"
Gryn, who had always been calm, was slightly stunned, but quickly returned to normal.
The changes on Gryn's face did not escape Margaery's eyes. Gryn's expression just now made Margaery feel very happy.
Gryn, who has achieved a certain goal, is using his superb acting skills to coax Little Rose.
Gryn felt a little tired, but when he thought of 3,000 Gold Dragon, all the fatigue was instantly wiped away.
I've worked so hard to move here, how can I have the nerve to let Little Rose suffer and take it back again?
Gryn was wondering if the voice he spoke before was a bit loud.
Among the words Gryn said before, there is a sentence that Crackclaw Point has the tradition of loyalty to Queen.
On the other hand, Gryn is also implying that Margaery·Tyrell, only Queen who has the allegiance of Crackclaw Point can be a complete Queen. This is tradition.
Gryn is a person who pays attention to details.
Gryn will use hidden details to make Margaery·Tyrell feel happy.
Of course, the prerequisite is to reach their new deal first.