Another day has passed.
Gary held a grand funeral for Eddard and Robb in the newly built Supreme Church.
The North princes were all present. They listened to Gary's eulogy, then stepped forward one by one to lay flowers on the two coffins, mourned in silence, and finally watched as the soldiers carried the two coffins into the underground mausoleum of Winterfell.
By the time the funeral was over, it was already afternoon.
The North princes obeyed Gary's order and prepared to leave Winterfell, return to their respective castles, and gather their troops.
Gary found Weiman Earl before they left.
Citadel has not sent a new bachelor yet, so Winterfell has Rookery, but there is no messenger Raven.
Gary asked Weiman Earl to deliver the letter for him, "For the first letter, you send someone to Pentos from Essos and give it to Tysha Magister. The second letter was written by Margaery, and you sent someone to deliver it to Highgarden, acting Duke Willas·Tyrell."
Weiman Earl took the two letters with great caution, "Understood, after I return to White Harbor, I will dispatch a fleet to Pentos to deliver the letter. Highgarden's letter will be escorted by a cavalry squad."
Gary crossed his arms over his chest and warned with a serious face, "These two letters are extremely important to the North, so they must be delivered."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Main Castle, study room on the top floor.
Margaery stood by the window, staring at the camp to the south.
After the lords of the North said goodbye to Gary, they led the generals of their respective families out of the city to the camp to recall the accompanying troops, and then set off back to the castle.
There were fewer and fewer troops in the camp, slowly dispersing in different directions.
After all the the North princes had taken away their troops, only House Manderly's five hundred cavalry and the two hundred Highgarden cavalry brought by Margaery were left in the camp.
and...
A black-bodied red-winged Dragon hovering over the camp.
Margaery bit his lip and stared at the beautiful black shadow on Dragon's back, his eyes filled with envy.
"Targaryen... She gets along so well with Drogon, which I didn't expect. If she leaves the North because of the queen dispute, she will definitely become a threat to the North in the future."
Her eyes became sharp and she murmured to herself, "We cannot let a dragon master leave the North. She must either continue to serve the North or she must die here."
The armies of the lords gradually moved away, and Daenerys also flew back to Godswood's Dragonpit on Drogon.
Seeing this, Margaery turned around and walked down Main Castle. She decided to talk to Daenerys.
Godswood's door.
The ordinary soldiers guarding the gate have been replaced by two Ice warriors carrying big swords.
The Ice Warriors directly take orders from the king and the captain. Except for these two, they do not take orders from anyone, including the queen.
Daenerys, who was wearing black leather armor, came out of Godswood and happened to bump into Margaery waiting at the door.
She was in a very bad mood recently because of the Margaery incident.
This eldest lady from House Tyrell has become the biggest obstacle to her return to the country.
But in order not to embarrass Gary, Daenerys had to swallow her anger and tolerate it for the time being. In her opinion, Gary didn't like Margaery, and marrying him was just for the overall situation.
When the North's predicament is resolved later, with the support of three Dragon and Tysha Magister, I may not be able to compete with Margaery·Tyrell behind Highgarden.
Daenerys selectively ignored Margaery and passed her by.
"Captain Daenerys, can you accompany me to the camp outside the city? I want to get some fruit wine and visit the Highgarden cavalry stationed there."
Margaery stopped Daenerys, showing a kind smile.
Daenerys is the captain of the Ice warrior group, and it is her duty to protect the North Royal House. Even if the other party has not married the king, she is still the king's fiancée, and is considered half a member of Royal House.
She raised her chest and held her sword, "No problem, I'll make arrangements right away. Miss Tyrell will come with me."
The two women found Septa Hanna together, paid for more than a dozen barrels of fruit wine and five wooden trucks, and then left the city and came to the camp.
Margaery expressed condolences to Highgarden's cavalry, and then took Daenerys for a walk on the grass outside the camp.
She was the first to ask, "The captain met Luke at Essos?"
Daenerys is neither humble nor arrogant, "Miss Tyrell just call me by my first name. Regarding Mr. God's Messenger, you should ask God's Messenger himself, I will not disclose it."
"You call him God's Messenger... you all believe in Supreme God?" Margaery continued to make insinuations.
Daenerys didn't want to stay with Margaery any longer, "Miss Tyrell, if there is nothing else, we will return to Winterfell. I have other matters to deal with..."
Margaery sat on the grass and extended an invitation, "Will you sit with me for a while longer? It's a rare opportunity to be alone with you."
Suddenly, a dark shadow emerged from the woods behind her and rushed towards her.
Sensing the danger, Daenerys immediately pulled out Dark Sister from his waist and exclaimed, "Miss Tyrell, come behind me..."
She wanted to save Margaery, but it was too late.
The black shadow had already run behind Margaery. It was a big black and white tiger. It flew towards Margaery's back and threw Margaery to the ground.
"Miss Tyrell!"
Daenerys set Flame on fire with his hands, and hurriedly attached Fire Magic to Dark Sister, trying to stab the beast to death with the sword of Flame, and rescued Margaery.
But just when she was about to draw her sword, she suddenly heard the laughter of Margaery...
"Haha... Okay, stop licking... Stop licking, it's very itchy."
After the big black and white tiger knocked down Margaery, he did not hurt her, but instead licked Margaery's face with his tongue.
The barbs on its tongue were gently scratched on Margaery's face, making it tickle and make it laugh continuously.
Margaery pushed the big tiger away with difficulty, and then explained to Daenerys, "It's a Shadowcat. I call it Xiaoying. It's probably been a long time since he saw me, so he's a little excited. It's okay."
Daenerys scattered the Flame on her arms and sword, leaving her two arms exposed and her sleeves burned away.
"Miss Tyrell, this kind of thing should be informed to our Ice Samurai Group in advance to avoid misunderstanding."
Margaery gently stroked Shadowcat's head, "I know, so I deliberately left it outside the city and did not bring it into Winterfell. It was given to me by Luke as a token of love between me and him. You..."
She turned her head and observed Daenerys's arms. After being burned by Flame, the two arms were still white and flawless, without leaving any burns. "Can you Fire Magic and at the same time be immune to Flame's harm? It's such an enviable ability. No wonder Luke will use you so much."
Daenerys is not only a dragon master, but also a powerful Fire Magic...
Margaery smiled reluctantly, because she found that the value of Daenerys was getting higher and higher, which even gave her the illusion of being evenly matched, which caused her strong uneasiness.