"Renly really has thought of everything." Gendry found the marriage plan rather absurd too. It seemed he really had pushed Renly into desperation, threatening his place. As members of the same generation, Edric and Shireen did have a basis for marriage, just like Tywin and his wife. That was no problem in the A Song of Ice and Fire universe. The problem was that the poor little girl had a terrible disease.
Margaery studied the young man before her. She thought she was looking at a younger Renly, but soon noticed the differences.
Gendry had a broader chin, thicker eyebrows, and hair cropped shorter, like a conqueror's. Renly was slender and elegant, while the youth before her had broad shoulders and the powerful arms peculiar to a smith. Their eyes were the same deep blue, but Renly's were warm, enthusiastic, and full of laughter, while Gendry's held more of a warrior's resolve and courage.
"What a charming young man." Margaery put her little thoughts aside, though she felt certain Gendry also favored beautiful faces. She simply did not know whether he was as dissolute as the king. Daenerys certainly possessed extraordinary influence, but it was even more her incomparable beauty that had won her his favor.
"I hope to see your loyalty." Gendry looked at Garlan.
"I will faithfully bring your message back to Highgarden," Garlan said.
"There's really no need to be so confrontational." Daenerys glanced at Ser Garlan and stepped in to smooth things over. "They are our guests."
"Winter is coming. This long, lingering summer is about to end. As the great granary, the Reach's greatest contribution would be to provide food and supplies for the Seven Kingdoms."
The Reach's numbers were like a game-breaking bug, but it lacked unified leadership. Without a suitable opportunity to march,