Except Riverlands, Riverrun.
After Red Wedding, Daven·Lannister led his troops to station nearby and was ordered to besiege the city. In his opinion, most of the nobles in Riverlands had already surrendered to Iron Throne. Riverrun was unable to survive alone and would surrender sooner or later.
Therefore, he did not choose to attack by force, but followed Tywin's order and cut off all contact between Riverrun and the outside world.
In recent days, Daven·Lannister has been a little uneasy. He heard about King's Landing's purple wedding and Hand of the King After the death of Tywin, Cersei took over the power as regent and was very dissatisfied with his failure to capture Riverrun in time, and seemed to intend to send someone to take his place.
Just when he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden commotion outside the camp.
Daven·Lannister quickly went out to check and saw a black Dragon passing through the sky and flying straight to the north.
The appearance of Dragon caused his army to fall into brief chaos. What he did not see was that a group of the North soldiers took the opportunity to pass through his encirclement and quietly approached Riverrun.
Riverrun's South Gate.
Sandor and others held high the wolf flag of House Stark and asked the Tully soldiers in the city to open the city gate for them.
"Blackfish"Brynden·Tully hesitated for a moment. Seeing that the number of people in the Sandor team was not large, he opened the city gate with hesitation.
Sandor met Brynden·Tully as he wished, "We are here to pick up Sansa·Stark on the order of King in the North."
Brynden·Tully felt confused, "Who sent false news to His Majesty Luke? Sansa did not come Riverrun."
Sandor's face darkened, Brynden·Tully was Sansa's maternal uncle, there was no need to lie. So what went wrong that prevented Sansa from arriving at Riverrun.
A the North soldier whispered, "Sir Sandor, could it be Miss Sansa who is still on the way?"
Sandor doesn't think so, "It has been two months since Miss Sansa disappeared in King's Landing! She was escorted by Highgarden cavalry and should have arrived at Riverrun more than a month ago."
Brynden·Tully still didn't know what happened to Sansa, so he asked about the relevant details.
Sandor informed Brynden Tully of the agreement between Gary and House Tyrell and the occurrence of the purple wedding.
Brynden·Tully laughed after hearing this, "Both Joffrey and Tywin are dead? It's really satisfying."
Within a few minutes of being happy, he began to worry about Sansa's safety again, "Tyrell is not Frey. They attach great importance to honor and are unlikely to break their promise unless they encounter any accidents on the way."
It's a pity that Riverrun cannot protect itself and has no spare power to send scouts out of the city.
Brynden Tully sighed and said in despair, "Now we can only pray that Sansa was just delayed on the road and did not fall into the hands of Lannister again."
Sandor's group of people all looked ugly. Some were worried about Sansa, while others were upset about the failure of the mission.
Brynden Tully suggested. "Don't be in a hurry to return home. Stay in Riverrun for a while. Maybe... well, a miracle will happen."
Sandor and others accepted Brynden Tully's proposal and planned to stay in Riverrun for more than ten days.
night.
In hindsight, Duke Riverrun, Edmure Tully held a small dinner to welcome Sandor and his party.
Edmure, as someone who has seen Gary's strength with his own eyes, has great respect for Gary in his heart. Even when facing the North's messenger Sandor, his attitude is very low.
On the main table, there were only Edmure Tully and his wife, Brynden Tully, Sandor, and four unknown aristocratic family members.
The remaining the North soldiers and several Riverlands nobles were enjoying the banquet at other tables.
During the banquet, Edmure couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency Sandor, I wonder when His Majesty Luke will send troops to support Riverlands?"
Sandor took a sip of fruit wine and glanced at Edmure, "Your Majesty, the Duke, asked the wrong person. I am a guard and I don't know His Majesty Luke's strategic plan. However, I can help you convey the message. I believe His Majesty Luke will give you an answer."
Riverrun has plenty of food and grass, so he can persist for a long time. But Edmure can't bear the loneliness. He doesn't want to just be a coward, but also wants to do something big with Gary.
Edmure hesitated to speak, but was interrupted by others.
The lady sitting opposite Sandor said angrily, "Sir Edmure, I advise you to surrender quickly. Robb· Even Stark is no match for Lord Tywin. How capable can this guy named Luke be? I'm afraid even House Bolton can keep him busy for a while."
Sandor didn't expect Riverrun's news to be blocked to such an extent, and was secretly surprised. The lady opposite also successfully attracted his attention, and Sandor looked at her clothes.
Edmure was slightly angry, "Mrs. Xibel, be careful! I only let you attend the dinner for the sake of your daughter. If you continue to be rude, I will send someone to ask you to leave early."
Mrs. Xibel glared at Edmure, her face flushed with anger.
"Pah!"
Sandor slapped the table and sneered, "I asked why your family emblem looks so familiar. It turns out that you are from the House Westerling. Edmure Duke of Westerlands. You treat a Lannister lackey as a distinguished guest, which makes it difficult for me not to doubt whether you have switched sides?"
Edmure is not a fool, how could he give up on Luke·Stark's thick thigh? He hurriedly explained, "Sandor ge Next, Lady Xibel's eldest daughter, Janey Westerling, is the queen of His Majesty Robb, and logically speaking, she is also Royal House of the North."
Sandor looked at the girl next to Mrs. Xibel. The girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old. She was not beautiful, but she was still pretty. She smiled at Sandor tenderly, with no hostility in her eyes, which was completely different from her mother.
Lady Xibel screamed, "Sir Edmure, if you really respect my daughter, you should let us out of the city. My husband is outside the city!"
"Ugh!"
Sandor stood up, drew his sword and pointed it at Mrs. Xibel, "Duke Edmure, you should kill this lackey of Lannister. Mrs. Jenny will return to the North with me..."
"Mother!"
Janey Westerling's younger brother and sister were frightened and ran down from their seats in a panic and hugged Mrs. Xibel.
Mrs. Xibeier's face was also pale, and she threatened with bluff. "You can't kill me! Mr. Tywin will not let you go!"
Sandor sneered, "Tywin? That old guy is dead! He was shot on the toilet by his own son. The House Bolton you just mentioned was also killed by Stark."
"You're talking nonsense!" Mrs. Xibeier shouted with a ferocious look on her face.
Blackfish then stood up and stopped Sandor, "Your Majesty Sandor, please take back your sword. Madam Jane is the younger brother and sister of His Majesty Luke. What you do will only embarrass His Majesty Luke."
The implication is that neither Sandor nor House Tully has the right to decide the life or death of Mrs. Xibel, and the decision should be left to King in the North.