The Long Winter, the Long Night, Bronn, the Magic Master, the Faceless Men, and Euron Crow's Eye, who was like an evil god-only after overcoming these trials would Gendry truly become the one and only king.
The storm should conquer everything without fear, declaring war on the gods above as Durran had.
Chapter 215: Battle of the Crossing
Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot! The wild, urgent blare of trumpets woke the morning light at the crossing on the Trident.
Time was already running short. The Northmen had appeared a few miles away, apparently intent on a head-on clash.
"Hurry!"
"Hurry!"
"Hurry!"
At the call to muster for battle, the entire Lannister force sprang into motion. Shouts, the clatter of spears, and the neighing of horses filled the camp. Knights vaulted onto their snorting warhorses, while infantry buckled on their sword belts as they ran.
After receiving confirmed reports that a small part of the Northern Army was marching south, Duke Tywin Lannister had urgently transferred another nine thousand men from his headquarters at Harrenhal across the crossing to prevent the Northern Army from crossing the Trident. Yet something about this war kept feeling strange.
Tywin stood outside his tent, his squires close behind him.
"Roughly how many men?" Tywin asked.
"My lord, a few thousand or so. No more than four thousand at most. They approached under cover of darkness. I thought the battle would be at noon." The commander of the scouts, Ser Addam Marbrand, answered. He was another outstanding knight of the Westerlands and a friend of Ser Jaime.
"So few?" Tywin cursed. "Are those two youngsters sending this handful of men to their deaths?"
"I'll swallow them whole," Tywin declared, but doubts inevitably arose in his mind. The Baratheon bastard clearly controlled Luan River Castle, along with