Snow was ecstatic. If he hadn't been injured, he would have jumped up for joy.
"He's back! Great, Castle Black is also saved!"
Samwell·Tarly is also happy for Snow, "Snow, do you know who took back Winterfell? The other Night's Watch are betting downstairs, and they are waiting for you to go down and announce the answer. Is it Bran or Rickon?"
Snow was so excited that his hands were shaking, "No, his name is Luke·Stark, and he is our brother. Haven't you heard of him? White Wolf from the North."
The story of White Wolf is mainly spread among King's Landing, Riverlands and the North.
Samwell·Tarly previously lived in Horn Hill in the Reach, which was a castle south of Highgarden and far away from the north. Naturally, the legend of White Wolf had not been heard of.
"Luke·Stark? Your brother? I haven't heard of it. However, if he receives Castle Black's request for help, he should come to support, right? After all, you are here."
Snow's smile froze, "Luke, it seems you don't know I'm here Castle Black."
Samwell·Tarly stared wide-eyed, "That's too bad! Raven who delivered the letter to Winterfell should have arrived a long time ago. Isn't it because your brother is not ready to support Castle Black?"
Snow didn't think so. He analyzed it calmly, "Luke had just recaptured Winterfell not long ago, so the person who received the request for help was not him, but Bolton from before."
Samwell·Tarly also thought of this after his reminder, "But we don't have Raven now, so we can't send another letter."
Snow paced back and forth in the room for a long time. He stopped in front of Samwell·Tarly and said solemnly, "Sam, because of the false surrender of Regarding Wildlings, I am now under everyone's suspicion and cannot leave Castle Black casually. So I need you to do me a favor and send a letter to Winterfell."
He was very sure, "As long as you see Luke and explain Castle Black's situation to him, he will definitely send troops to support you!"
Samwell·Tarly also knows that the situation is urgent, and tens of thousands of Wildlings troops may appear outside Castle Black at any time.
"Okay, hurry up and write a letter. I'll leave today."
Gary When I woke up, it was already afternoon.
He got up and went to the banquet hall to dine. At this time, the hall was full of the North lords. After they woke up, they also came to the hall to continue drinking and having fun.
This time, Gary did not need to beat them, but thoughtfully replaced them with normal wooden tables and chairs.
Gary can use Magic to isolate the low temperature brought by snow and ice, so he is still sitting on the Ice throne.
"Everyone, tonight's banquet will end early. You can go back to your room and rest early. Tomorrow, I will hold a funeral for the deceased Stark. I hope you can all be present."
The the North lords present all agreed and promised to be there tomorrow.
Gary raised his glass and drank with them.
When he put down his wine glass, he suddenly found Margaery sitting on his right, staring at Daenerys on his left.
Gary couldn't help turning sideways and whispered to Margaery, "She is just a simple-minded little girl, and she is not a threat to you."
Margaery moved his gaze to Gary's face and asked confusedly, "Are you defending her? Or has this innocent little girl stolen your heart?"
Gary almost choked on his drink. He glared at Margaery, "I'm not in the mood for romance right now. You two had better not cause any trouble for me."
Margaery smiled broadly, "Trouble? I found that some of your words and deeds are very similar to Loras... Hey, you are not the same... right?"
Gary laughed angrily, "Am I the one? How about you come to my room at night and try it yourself?"
Margaery shook his shoulders and chuckled, "The queen's chastity is very important and cannot be lost before the wedding. If you really want to try it, why not try it with Daenerys? I will just watch from the side."
Gary asked in shock, "You don't care?"
Margaery drank a lot of fruit wine, her face was red. She asked, "What do you not care about? She slept with you? Of course you don't care. Which nobleman doesn't have an illegitimate child? This kind of thing cannot be prevented, and I have no intention of preventing it. You can sleep with any woman, but the queen can only be me, and the throne can only be our son."
Gary said nothing and drank silently.
He grew up in Winterfell, and Eddard·Stark is a man who is loyal to his marriage contract. So although he heard that Westeros has a very open atmosphere, he never had a real idea.
To be honest, Margaery's views on marriage have impacted Gary.
Gary drank down the glass of wine and said sternly, "It is impossible for me to have an illegitimate child in my life. That would be irresponsible for the child and a blasphemy against marriage."
"Oh? Then we will wait and see, your prude King."
Margaery had a smile in her eyes, and her tone was full of ridicule. But she was happy in her heart, and her promise to Gary was very useful. On the surface, she said she didn't care, but what woman can really not care?
The banquet is over.
Gary was about to go back to his room to rest, but Septa Hanna came over.
She came to Gary to inform Winterfell that Winterfell had very little food left. There were three thousand troops outside the city and two thousand troops inside the city, a total of more than five thousand people. Judging from Winterfell's current food reserves, Winterfell really could not afford to consume them.
Well, the so-called stored grain is actually the batch of grain that Weiman Earl brought before.
Gary can't produce food now, so he can only comfort Septa Hanna, "Don't worry, mama, they will leave Winterfell the day after tomorrow and return to their castle. At the same time, Barrowton and Laocheng will also deliver a batch of grain. After I get married to Margaery·Tyrell, grain from the Reach will also be shipped to Winterfell."
Septa Hanna opened her mouth when she heard Margaery's name, but hesitated to speak. In the end, she hesitated and still did not ask.
Gary knows that she is concerned about Daenerys. But now that the matter has come to this, there is no possibility for him and Daenerys anymore.
"Mommy, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the room."
Septa Hanna took out a roll of paper and said, "Your Majesty, a Raven flew in today. This is the letter it brought."
Gary took the note suspiciously and opened it to read.
The note seemed to have been soaked in water, and the writing on it had long been blurred. Only the word "black" could still be distinguished.
"The content of the letter can no longer be seen clearly. Do you know where Raven comes from?"
Septa Hanna shook his head, "Raven is usually not marked on its body, and I don't know where it flew from. But judging from the condition of the letter paper, this Raven must have been wandering nearby for a long time, and the message on the letter may no longer be important. It is probably because of frequent wars that it did not dare to fly into Winterfell."
Gary pondered the content of the letter, "Black? What is black? Castle Black? Or Blackwater Bay?"