The Vulture King is a title used by many outlaws who resisted Iron Throne.
Before the "Conqueror" landed on Westeros, there were many kings with a long history on the mainland. If you push forward further, there are countless kings, big and small, in Age of Heroes.
But after Aegon's Conquest, those who dare to be so "unyielding" and call themselves kings one after another have no semicolon, only the "Vulture King".
There have been four vulture kings in history. They used Red Mountains as their base to launch rebellions and harassed Dornish Marches, Stormlands, and the Reach.
The results of the Eagle Kings were not very good. They were either killed by "Vulture Hunt"----or they died in the hands of a certain Duke of Baira Theon, or they were besieged and killed by the lords of Dornish Marches------
"Coincidentally", the flag of each generation of Eagle King has a vulture emblem that remains largely unchanged but with finely tuned details.
It can only be said that Blamont is a straightforward family, and they don't even know how to pretend - or maybe they are used to throwing the blame on their illegitimate children to clear the relationship between the main family?
The name of the family's castle is also very straightforward, it is called "Blackmont". It is located near the confluence of two rivers that form Torrentine.
The contemporary Blackmont Earl had been seriously ill in the military. After he managed to return to his Blackmont, his body completely collapsed.
Earl has only one child, his daughter Lora·Blamont.
This is an adventurous red-haired girl who always has endless weird ideas and the ability to act at will.
Blamont Earl once believed that it was the natural wildness of family members. Therefore, he always allowed his only daughter to do whatever she wanted - until his lovely daughter ran away from home three years ago.
That time, Lora really ran too far. She successfully crossed Red Mountains by herself and went to Dornish Marches on the other side of the mountain.
To make matters worse, she also got unexpectedly involved with a certain young Lord Dornish Marches who had just inherited the family castle.
After that, he became more and more strict with his daughter, making her more like the heir to the lord of the Blamont family.
However, occasionally there is always a trace of distracting thoughts lingering in the mind of old Blamont.
Titus·Peake, the name of that young lord——in the past three years, this name has become louder and louder every year.
Although I have never fought against Starpike Earl, who comes from a feuding family, on the battlefield, the results announced by him are too scary.
Therefore, even Blamont Earl himself sometimes couldn't help but reflect on whether he should have allowed his only daughter to date him back then?
Peake and Blamont?
Haha, how is this possible?
Even if he agreed with a frown for the sake of his daughter's happiness, the tribesmen and the knights in the Blackmont territory would not approve it——
Such weak thoughts would only appear when he was lingering on the sick bed.
Blamont Earl shook his head, as if to shake off those unrealistic thoughts.
On the hospital bed, Earl's skinny body was sunk deeply into the thick brocade quilt woven with dark patterns. The strong body that once wore armor and held a sword became rickety, the color on his face had faded, and his breathing was weak and rapid. Every rise and fall affected the chest, bringing out a strong sense of pain.
He spoke with difficulty and told the castle steward who was guarding the bed, "Winston, go and call Lora."
Every word is full of effort.
"Yes, sir."
Butler Winston responded quickly and quietly exited the bedroom, closing the door with a gentle force to avoid making a harsh sound.
Not long after.
A sound of brisk but somewhat unruly footsteps came from outside the corridor.
The crisp sound of leather boot soles hitting the stone surface was particularly clear in the silent stone castle.
The door was pushed open.
A slender, tall figure walked against the light -
It is Blamont Earl's only daughter, Lora·Blamont.
She has bright red long hair that looks like a prairie fire Wildfire. The hair is naturally curly and casually draped over her shoulders, making her skin appear fairer.
A pair of green eyes, as bright as the reflection of spring water in the forest in midsummer. The tail of the eyes is slightly raised, with a bit of charm and wild agility, like a wild cat that has been trapped for a long time and still hides its sharp claws.
She was wearing a pink silk dress, with a shaping waistcoat belt tied around her waist, and playing with a small dagger in her hand. She already had a bit of the bearing of a House Blackmont heir in her steps, but she couldn't hide the freshness and rebellion in her bones.
When he saw his haggard father on the sickbed, Lora's eyes calmed down a little, his steps became a little softer, he walked to the bedside and asked softly, "Father, are you looking for me?"
Blamont Earl's turbid eyes lingered on her daughter for a long time before she managed to squeeze out a smile. That smile was more miserable than crying.
"Lora--my little flame--you are here.
His eyes fell on his daughter's dazzling red hair, and complex emotions surged in his heart.
Three years ago, he was furious and sent his family knights to bring Lora back to the castle.
The original laissez-faire parenting style was completely overturned.
He placed Lora under house arrest deep inside the fort, cutting off all contact with the outside world. He even personally supervised her to learn territorial management and military affairs dispatch, with the intention of cultivating her into an outstanding lord who could take charge of her own duties.
In the past three years, Lora has indeed changed a lot.
She has lost the youthfulness of the Maiden era and is used to deciding life and death in trials. She knows how to exploit merchants and enrich the family treasury. She has learned how to drive knights and suppress disloyalty--she has become a qualified successor in his mind.
Lora is far better than I expected.
A trace of absurd thoughts quietly crept into Blamont Earl's mind again-
If the communication between two outstanding young people had not been prevented, could the blood feud between the two families have been resolved?
Or even go one step further and let Blamont take advantage of the opponent's momentum to rise together?
It's a pity that there is no if.
The mark of mutual hatred is too deep, and House Blackmont's honor does not allow him to indulge in that way.
"Lora----"
Blamont Earl took a deep breath and couldn't help coughing twice. His tone was full of determination as if he was leaving a favor on his deathbed. "I know----my days are numbered, and the stranger's sickle is almost to my neck. I called you here today because I want to officially hand over everything in Blamont's territory to you."
Lora's body stiffened slightly, and a slight hint of surprise flashed through his jewel-like green eyes, which was immediately replaced by intense heaviness.
Although she had been prepared for her father's decline these days, when the day finally arrived, she still felt an inexplicable pressure rushing toward her, as if the weight of the entire Blamont territory was instantly pressing on her shoulders.
"From today onwards - you are the city lord of Blackmont, in charge of all affairs in the territory - everything is decided by you."
Blamont Earl's voice is getting lower and lower.
"Winston will assist you--hehe, he has been with me for most of his life and has always been loyal and experienced--you--before you firmly grasp the power in your hands, listen to his advice in everything--remember, Blamont's honor is more important than anything else!"
Lora In recent years, I have been resistant to my father who strictly controlled his range of activities. Seeing that his father was so weak that he was seriously ill and had difficulty breathing, he couldn't help but soften his heart.
Most of the resentment caused by those disciplines has also dissipated.
She was slightly possessed and agreed to her father's requests one by one.
"----I understand, father. You can rest assured and recover. I will manage the territory of Blamont well, and I will never let it suffer any loss in my hands."
But there was only one thing on which she still disagreed.
Seeing that her daughter agreed simply, Blamont Earl breathed a sigh of relief. Just when she was about to close her eyes and rest, she heard Lora whisper again, "There is one more thing I want to report to you. I plan to withdraw funding for those barbarians deep in the mountains and ask them to completely stop infringing on Dornish Marches."
"What did you say?!"
Blamont Earl opened his eyes suddenly, his cloudy eyes burst out with angry fire, and his breathing, which had weakened, became rapid.
"Are you crazy? We spend so much money and food to support those barbarian tribes every year just to have a reserve force in the Red Mountains. How can we withdraw at the drop of a hat?"
Her old father, who is rebellious like Lora and not completely spoiled, narrowed her eyes slightly and raised the corners of her eyes like the Fox, reaffirming the power she had just been given.
"You said it, let me take full responsibility!"
Blamont Earl was angry and angry, and it took him a while to calm down. He leaned on the bedside tiredly, looking helplessly at his only daughter, and warned her in a low voice, "Perhaps not to be an enemy when the other party is powerful is a smart way to deal with it. But Lora, you must remember that it is one thing not to be hostile to him. It is another thing to dream of climbing into Peake's bed and becoming his wife."
Ignoring his daughter's sudden change of expression, he took a breath and said, "If you dream of becoming Mrs. Starpike Earl, then I can only say that you are humiliating yourself. Compared to you, Starfall Earl from the south has obvious advantages."
Blamont Earl I once heard Dorne nobles in the army mention the close interaction between Titus Peake and Ashara·Dayne at the martial arts tournament.
"I don't agree!"
Lora's stubborn temper was rising, and his red hair seemed to be ignited by anger, becoming more dazzling.
As a woman who has been silently paying attention to Titus, of course she knows about the existence of Ashara·Dayne.
She also admitted that House Dayne of Starfall would have more advantages in marriage than Blamont who was an enemy of Peake.
However, this competition about "Who is Mrs. Starpike Earl" is far from over!
Lora gently raised his small chin, his green eyes were full of arrogance and stubbornness that refused to admit defeat, and his tone was as clear and firm as an oath. "What about the descendants of the former king Torrentine? I am Lora·Blamont, the daughter of the black giant vulture brought from the sky to the mortal world!"
I can also give Ashara what Titus·Peake can give, and I can give it faster and more! I will not lose to that woman."
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