Two Ice warriors outside the door came in and carried away the sleeping Samwell.
Gary sat on the seat behind the desk and rearranged the steel swords and spears on the table. "The situation is urgent. I will only take the cavalry over there, and two thousand infantry will stay behind Winterfell. Tomorrow, the seven hundred cavalry and Ice warriors outside the city will go to Castle Black with me."
Margaery picked up her Valyrian steel sword and tapped on the table, "Okay, I also want to visit the legendary the Wall."
Gary turned his head in surprise, "You want to follow me?"
Margaery held Valyrian steel sword, turned her back, and gestured to the air a few times. She was a pampered noble lady, so it was easy for her to embroider a flower, but when it came to sword skills, Margaery was a mess, probably not even as good as Daenerys.
"If you want the two hundred Highgarden cavalry outside the city to obey orders, you must take me with you."
Gary's original intention was to let Margaery stay with Winterfell. After all, he was going to fight, not to travel to Castle Black. If something happened to Margaery, then the North and the Reach would have a feud.
"You... can go if you want, but you must be obedient! The battlefield is dangerous everywhere, so you can't act arbitrarily."
Margaery was still demonstrating the "sword skills" full of loopholes, and then took the time to reply, "Don't worry, I understand. Once there is danger, I will leave you and run away."
Gary:"..."
What a good wife, Margaery·Tyrell.
Margaery also realized that there was an ambiguity in his words, and quickly stopped gesturing and added, "Then I will come back after you kill all the enemies. Anyway, you have cavalry and Dragon, and those Wildlings are no match for you at all."
Gary smiled and shook his head, not caring about it. He turned sideways and asked Daenerys next to him, "What about you? Do you want to follow too?"
Daenerys was dressed in dirty the Smith clothes, with his head held high and his chest held high, which was a little funny, "God's Messenger Master, I am the captain of the Ice Samurai Group, and I should always protect you. Of course, wherever Master God's Messenger is, I will be there."
Gary did not refute, "Okay, then you will lead twenty Ice warriors and five hundred White Harbor cavalry, Margaery led two hundred Highgarden cavalry and rushed to Castle Black along Kingsroad for support. I rode Drogon and took the lead."
Drogon has grown a little longer, and it can now carry Gary who is wearing heavy armor, but it still cannot carry two people to the sky at the same time.
"Yes, Master God's Messenger."
Daenerys bowed his head respectfully and saluted.
Margaery said rather dissatisfied at this time, "Hey, you prude, Daenerys is a princess after all, how can you treat her like a servant?"
Gary does not have this consciousness, "When did I treat Daenerys as a servant? She is... my subordinate."
Margaery didn't want Gary to make any more mistakes, so she decided to wake him up. "Daenerys has a special status, so you'd better be nice to her. If she leaves the North, Seven Kingdoms can choose the duke's legitimate son. In those places, she can become a noble duchess. Are you treating her as a subordinate? Is it appropriate?"
To put it more clearly, Daenerys is a crown, and any noble who gets her can raise an army in the name of Targaryen.
For example, Highgarden is not qualified to be king...
If Daenerys marries Willas·Tyrell, then House Tyrell is qualified to be king.
Daenerys felt warmed when she heard that Margaery defended herself. But she felt that Gary was not wrong. On the contrary, it was Gary who protected her.
Since His Majesty the King needs subordinates, she will be willing to be one.
"Miss Tyrell, Lord God's Messenger gave me hope in life and helped me return to my hometown. I am very grateful to him and voluntarily stay with him. Unless Lord God's Messenger doesn't need me one day, I will not leave the North."
Margaery saw clearly and immediately broke Daenerys's illusion, "You can't stay by his side in this state for a lifetime. If I don't resolve the imbalance between you now, one day you will become enemies."
Gary knows that Margaery is right, Daenerys is a sweetheart, and all Seven Kingdoms nobles will accept her.
He couldn't help but start to reflect, was he too harsh on Daenerys?
"Daenerys, from today on, don't call me Lord God's Messenger. Call me your Majesty in front of others, and just call me by my name behind you."
Daenerys was stunned for a moment, then his nose felt sore and he softly replied with tears in his eyes, "Yes... yes, Your Majesty."
Margaery saw that Gary finally understood, and came to Daenerys happily, "There are no outsiders here, you have to call his name, Luke. Come and say it with me, Luke."
Daenerys looked a little shy and hesitated. "Lu... Lu...Luke."
The soft and waxy voice made Gary's heart tremble, and he quickly covered it up, "Well, you guys go down and get ready. We have to leave tomorrow morning."
Margaery raised Valyrian steel sword in his hand, "The thorns need a scabbard. I have to go to the carpenter and tell them. Then... let's soak in the hot springs with Daenerys and wash off the dust on our bodies."
Daenerys has never taken a bath with anyone else. She blushed and declined. "Ms. Tyrell, I still have..."
"No, you didn't." Margaery put his fingers against Daenerys's lips to stop her next words.
Gary touched his chin. Could it be that the charm of Margaery is that men and women can kill each other? He asked jokingly, "When did you two get so close?"
Margaery answered seriously, "Just now?"
After saying that, she forcibly took away the confused Daenerys.
Gary raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "Margaery takes the initiative to contact Daenerys? This is not a good sign. Is she trying to trick Daenerys into going to Highgarden? Well, it seems I have to pay attention at all times."
Godswood, Heart Tree, next to the hot spring pool.
Margaery and Daenerys soaked in the warm pool water to wash away the dirt on their bodies.
There is a distance between the two, Daenerys is on the west side of the hot spring, his whole body is retracted into the water, only his little head is exposed above.
Margaery was sitting by the pool on the east side of the hot spring, spreading his shoulders and arms, uncovering nothing, exposing his snow-white skin openly.
Daenerys stared at the two majestic buildings of Margaery, the envy in his eyes was beyond words.
Margaery noticed her gaze, deliberately raised her chest and raised the corners of her mouth. "Does it look good?"
Daenerys was soaking in the hot spring, and her whole body turned red before she knew it. She said in a daze, "Your body is very beautiful. Even I, a woman, like it after seeing it."
Margaery chuckled and said, "Little girl, you are not a woman yet, you can only be regarded as a girl. When you grow up for a few more years, you will also have such a figure."
Although Daenerys is A now, she is only fifteen and there is still room for growth. Maybe in three years, she can really grow to C of Margaery.