The coast of the Evenfall Hall.
[Evenfall Hall is located on the Isle of Tarth west coast of Stormlands, close to Shipbreaker Bay, and is the residence of House Tarth.]
Layers upon layers of sea waves push forward and back to form giant waves. The moment each giant wave reaches its highest height, a cluster of snow-white waves opens in the air.
Selwyn·Tarth stood in the distance, watching Brienne practicing sword skills, and showed a gentle smile.
Selwyn·Tarth, 52 years old this year, is the patriarch of House Tarth, Evenfall Hall Earl and Isle of Tarth Earl. He is called Evenstar.
[Evenstar is the title of Lord Isle of Tarth House Tarth. Rumor has it that this title can be traced back to Age of Dawn]
Selwyn·Tarth's wife died before Brienne could remember. His eldest son, Galladon, drowned when he was eight years old. His two youngest daughters both died in infancy.
Therefore, Brienne·Tarth became the sole heir of Selwyn·Tarth.
Brienne found his father strolling towards him, so he put away his sword and wiped the sweat from his face.
Selwyn praised in a kind tone, "My daughter, your sword skills are more and more impressive to me."
Brienne moved his lips and his eyes were a little dodgey. "Father, I don't want to get married."
Selwyn shook his head and said, "Brienne, believe me, I have given up on finding a marriage partner for you. I firmly believe that the Gods has already made arrangements."
Selwyn added uneasily, "Although I love music more than long swords, I have seen many famous swordsmen, and you are definitely not weaker than them. Sir Goodwin trained you very well. Maybe House Tarth will give birth to a female knight who will be known to Westeros. I am very grateful to him, and I am heartbroken by his passing."
Brienne paused and said, "Father, this is difficult. No one will like a woman wearing armor, even if I defeat him."
Selwyn looked at his tall daughter with soft eyes and said, "Creating music is also difficult, but people still keep up the good work. Just because they know in their hearts that creating greatness is not easy, they are even more motivated."
Selwyn spread his hands and said, "Don't worry about your father, Stormlands's men are all stinkers. I don't care what others say, I only care about my children."
Brienne turned his face to the other side.
Selwyn seemed not to notice anything strange about Brienne, and continued, "Brienne, I have almost checked everything."
Brienne, whose eyes were slightly red, couldn't help but turn his head. "So fast?"
"Of course, quickly, my daughter, I am honored that you never asked me to help you when you grew up."
Although Brienne's expression was still stiff, Selwyn still noticed Brienne's smile, which made him very happy.
"House Crabb is in Crackclaw Point. They belong to the old nobles of Crackclaw Point. House Crabb who are good at fighting have given birth to three Kingsguard. Crackclaw Point has as many Wildling tribes as stars. It may be the only place where Westeros has never had peace."
Brienne looked at his father who introduced him as if he was reciting a poem, and asked, "What do you think of it there?"
Selwyn pinched his chin, thought seriously for a while, and said, "A paradise for militants and a hell for peaceful people?"
Brienne hesitated for a moment and then said, "The red-haired stranger told me... their lord would invite me to watch the knight canonization ceremony."
Selwyn wondered, "Lord Crabb? How did he know about you... No matter what, it's better than being unknown!"
Brienne stared at his somewhat embarrassed father for a while and said, "It's a female knight canonized..."
Selwyn was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Brienne, my daughter, I support you to go there, be bold, I will prepare the best armor for you, and your father still has enough ransom."
Brienne Although he got his father's support, he still couldn't make up his mind.
Brienne, who could only endure the ridicule of everyone at Stormlands and secretly fell in love with Lord Renly, now suddenly has another one... It is a very good way for her to go.
I don't know why, but Brienne felt very confused for the first time.
Tower of the Hand, Hand of the King dormitory.
Petyr·Baelish noticed the gaze from Jon·Arryn, his gray-green eyes moved, and their eyes touched.
Petyr quietly nodded his chin slightly.
Petyr maintained a faint smile, and while Robert·Baratheon stopped laughing, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, it is a pity, Lord Gryn put Queens Quarter's governance is very good. I thought we could increase a lot of tax revenue this year. Now, Lord Gryn has been entrusted with important responsibilities by you. I can only pray that the next Queens Quarter manager can maintain the stability of Queens Quarter."
Listening to Petyr's words, Gryn's brown eyes trembled slightly.
Gryn's mind was spinning, and Petyr suddenly mentioned Queens Quarter. It was just a conversation, and it must have other purposes.
King Robert said loudly, "Petyr, this should mean that you have seen White Walker twisting and dancing. Maybe I will believe this more. Damn it, it seems that my Crownland Bannerman is not all a guy who talks nonsense. This is the most unbelievable thing!"
After the King Robert finished speaking, Petyr looked at Gryn, his eyes shining and gentle.
Gryn's voice was a little louder than usual. "Your Majesty, Queens Quarter is dirty and messy. I can only manage it as a military camp. The effect is very obvious in a short period of time, but the people are not soldiers after all, so it is not a long-term solution."
King Robert laughed, and suddenly his tone changed in a heavy tone. "Gryn, I agree with this. Commanding the army and governing the kingdom are two different things. I know... damn it, I'm thirsty!"
Without waiting for King Robert's next words, Lancel very quickly handed the filled wine glass to King Robert.
King Robert raised his glass and took a big sip, exhaled happily and said, "Petyr, my Hand of the King needs to recuperate, I leave this matter to you."
Petyr raised the corners of his lips, nodded and said, "As you command, my Majesty."
Robert King's big eyes looked at Lord Jon: "Okay, I'm here to say goodbye to you today! Damn it, it took me so much time! Jon, I hope that the next time I see you, you will be alive and kicking in front of me!"
Lord Jon couldn't help but cough a few times and said, "Although this incident makes me lose face, Lord Gryn still has some considerable merits that I need you to show me."
Although King Robert was very impatient, he still cursed and walked to the bed and sat down.
"King Robert, some things cannot be avoided by you. Although Lord Gryn is Steward of Cersei Queen, he is your direct vassal. You are the king, and you need fair rewards and punishments."
Hearing this, the keen Gryn already understood Hand Jon Arryn's intention, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart.
Robert The king's Right Hand raised his hand slightly, and with a flash of black shadow, Lancel appeared immediately, with a full wine glass in his hand.
"Jon, I heard about that, you don't want me to comfort you!"
King Robert raised his glass and took a sip, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "That's the trouble Targaryen left behind. We can't tear this place down! Red Keep There are no secrets in the first place, so I hate staying here. Here I always feel like I'm naked for people to admire, well, so do you!"
After saying this, King Robert burst into laughter.
Is this something I can listen to?
Gryn glanced at Petyr who was listening with great interest, it's okay, this is Westeros!
"Ahem, Robert, being able to discover this is quite an achievement, and..."
King Robert drank up the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, threw the empty wine glass to Lancel, and said, "Jon, don't be so slow, just finish it in one breath! Or, just tell me what to do!"
Jon looked at Robert's irritable fat face with cloudy eyes, and a smile appeared on his face, "Ahem, I'll try to be brief, Crackclaw Point Wildling is everywhere. After the war that year, House Crabb did not have the strength to protect the original clan area, so we designated a relatively safe area for them to move to.
This year, Lord Gryn, who just inherited the family, defeated Wildling and regained the family land. He is your direct vassal. Maybe it won't be long before he can pay taxes for you."
Gryn, who stood aside with his eyes lowered, moved his ears, tax?
After War of the Usurper, the debt imposed by Red Keep has not yet... Gryn thought of 150,000 Gold Dragon, let's listen to what he said first!
Robert King seemed to have recalled it and said, "Damn it, I remember, the battle is over, but there has never been a break, so I know that I am busy fighting back and forth!"
King Robert suddenly said to Petyr, "Master of Coin, tell me, does Crackclaw Point belong to Crownlands? Why do I never remember seeing a Copper Star belonging to the vassal over there?"
Petyr shrugged. "Your Majesty, that place is full of Mountain Wildlings. Wildling never cares who is the king. He only knows how to win to fill his stomach. You can imagine the hardships of the Crackclaw Point nobles in recent years. I can't let your vassals starve to death. This hinders your wisdom."
King Robert nodded and said, "To put it this way, they are pretty good. At least they didn't ask me for endless petitions... Damn, my request to Crownland Bannerman is really kind. It's ridiculous to think that as long as they don't cause me trouble!"
Petyr smiled and said, "Your Majesty, everything is getting better under your rule."
After a pause, Petyr raised the corners of his lips and continued, "Just like Lord Jon mentioned, it won't take long for you to receive a brand new coin from Crackclaw Point's vassal."
King Robert laughed, looked at Lord Jon, and said, "Jon, I just said this guy is hypocritical! As long as it can reduce my trouble, I will be the most generous king."
Lord Jon smiled and nodded, "Your Majesty, you are born with the justice of a king."
King Robert suppressed his smile and said, "I understand, what do you think should be the reward, my Hand of the King?"
Lord Jon said, "In addition to the new clan's land and the old clan's land, as well as some contributions to King's Landing, this young vassal of yours deserves the title of Earl."
Gryn Although it is not visible on the face, his thoughts are turning.
Estrangement...Gryn can already imagine Boss Cersei's reaction after hearing the news. Cersei will definitely think that I have betrayed her!
Gryn glanced at Petyr, and Gryn happened to catch Petyr's gaze.
Petyr's shoulders shrugged slightly: Don't look at me, we are all pawns of the big shot.
Gryn's eyebrows were raised slightly: Let's talk in detail tonight!
In the secret, Gryn and Petyr made eye contact in an instant.
Under the gaze of King Robert's big eyes, Lord Jon nodded slightly.
"Petyr, go get pen and paper, find a table, I tell you to write!"
Petyr nodded and sat at the table nearby. The attendant in the room helped him prepare paper and pen. "Your Majesty, you are ready."
King Robert looked at Gryn and said in a loud voice, "Gryn, come here and stand in front of me."
Gryn exhaled, with suppressed excitement on his face, straightened his back and walked to Robert, and with a groan, he knelt down on one knee.
"I, Robert I of House Baratheon, as Andals and others... write down all my ghost titles, Petyr, you know which ones they are! I hereby canonize Gryn·Lord Crabb as the Whispers Earl!"
Gryn raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty, the Whispers is always at your disposal."
Robert The king hummed and said, "Lord Gryn... Well, it does sound a little more imposing than the Baron. Damn it, I was too generous. I wasted most of my time on your matter! Let me hear the good news as soon as possible, and stay away from my Queen. It won't do you any harm!"
After saying that, King Robert waved his big fat hand, signaling everyone in the room to leave.
Hand of the King Outside the bedroom door.
Gryn and Petyr looked at each other and shrugged almost simultaneously.
Petyr raised the corners of his lips and his eyes flashed. "Congratulations, Lord Gryn."
Gryn nodded in thanks. "Sir Petyr, thank you for your outspoken words, I will invite you tonight."
Petyr's smile was very elegant, "It seems that tonight will be a night of no return, I am very honored."
Gryn nodded again, said goodbye to Petyr, turned around and walked away.
Petyr looked at Gryn's back and raised the corners of his lips.
Walking out of Tower of the Hand, Gryn paused and raised his eyes to the sky.
The cloudless sky is like a blue canvas.
Because of what happened to Hand's Study last time, Lord Jon already knows about Gryn's keen perception.
The strong smell of medicine is to cover up the smell of alcohol on King Robert.
The attendants who were busy silently in the room were also trying to hide King Robert in the dark.
Due to the special environment and tradition, Crackclaw Point, together with Usurper's War, almost severed contact with Red Keep.
However, Crackclaw Point belongs to Crownlands, and all nobles of Crackclaw Point are vassals of King Robert.
If Gryn shows some sympathy for House Targaryen in order to shirk his mission during the conversation, Gryn believes that the furious King Robert will directly expel him King's Landing.
Lancel King's Squire's identity, the shadow hinted by Varys, Petyr...Gryn must admit that the loyalty hinted by Petyr made Gryn suddenly grasp the key point.
Combined with the fact that Hand of the King's dormitory looked normal but revealed a strange situation, Gryn saw through Lord Jon's plan.
As for what method Lord Jon used to make the impatient King Robert hide quietly behind... Hand Jon Arryn is very familiar with King Robert, and he will definitely have his own methods, but now Gryn just wants to maliciously speculate on this process.
The first stage ended with Gryn becoming the executor of Dragon Extermination Plan and receiving a fund of 150,000 Gold Dragon.
In the second stage, Lord Jon used an upright strategy.
In front of King Robert, Lord Jon patiently listed Gryn's contributions in detail, and legitimately and legally made Gryn Earl.
Gryn Can you refuse on the spot? Why refuse? What excuse is used to refuse?
This is Westeros. Gryn is legally a direct vassal of King Robert. Robert is not a very talkative king.
These are just superficial traps. The real purpose of Lord Jon is to openly drive a wedge between Cersei Queen and Gryn.
It should be said that Lord Jon knows the character of Cersei Queen very well, and the strategy is tailor-made according to the characteristics of Cersei Queen.
Gryn took another step forward.
Gryn's good mood and bad mood were mixed together, making Gryn feel complicated.
One hundred and fifty thousand Gold Dragon is not the end point for Gryn. Gryn still needs to continue to increase its strength through the left and right bars of Cersei Queen.
My favorite Lord of Highgarden is still waiting to meet Gryn again. This matter cannot be done without the promotion of Cersei Queen.
Because Boss Cersei has the backing, Gryn actually has a lot less worries when doing things.
When Gryn was in the Reach, he set up the arena and was even ready to rush out when the situation got out of control... One of the important reasons why Gryn was so confident was that he had Cersei Queen behind him.
Gryn is on a mission for Queen. As long as Lord Tywin doesn't interfere, when things get serious, the stubborn Cersei won't care whether you are the Reach or He Zhidi. He will only fight to the end.
Gryn thought about it, and although Boss Cersei is more willful, her advantages of generous rewards are enough for Gryn, who is a worker.
Gryn nodded secretly, overall Cersei is a good boss.
However, Gryn is sure that Boss Cersei will be very angry.
When Cersei decides on something, it is impossible for anyone to listen to his words, including Jaime.
Gryn looked up at the sky again... Do we have to sacrifice color to regain Boss Cersei's trust?