The fat woman didn't speak. She patted the blond boy's head, slightly alleviating the fear in the boy's heart.
Gary I can't remember who this fat woman looks like.
He turned his attention to the blond boy. With such a cowardly temper, no wonder he was manipulated by Cersei.
Gary asked Melisandre to go down and rest first while holding the fawn. Their room had been prepared long ago, as was Maegor's Holdfast.
Maegor's Holdfast consists of four towers in total, with more than enough rooms.
Melisandre had not slept for two days and two nights, and was very exhausted. She bent down and picked up the sleeping fawn, and led the way to their room.
Gary waited for a while, Tyrion and Jaime came to the study together.
Jaime walked in with a hurried expression, "Your Majesty, you found Tommen? Huh? Who are these two?"
Tyrion stared at the fat lady and seemed to recognize this woman. He snickered. "This long dress is beautiful and suits you very well, Varys."
Gary watched the reactions of Jaime and Tyrion in his eyes. He pointed at the blond boy suspiciously, "Isn't he Tommen?"
Jaime's eyes widened, "Your Majesty, are you kidding? How could this boy be Tommen? Didn't you see Tommen during the martial arts tournament?"
Gary's heart sank, "Tommen was still young back then, and after so many years, how can I still remember Tommen's appearance? Are you saying that this child is not Tommen?"
"The clothes he is wearing are Tommen's undergarments, but he is not Tommen." Jaime said firmly.
Gary was a little hesitant. Logically speaking, the deer couldn't smell it wrong. So where did the real Tommen go? How did he cover up his scent?
At this time, he suddenly remembered a past incident.
When Krysalis found him in Essos, he once mentioned that no smell could remain on the water.
Could it be that Tommen traveled by boat? It is possible that the north side of the Golden Avenue is the end of Blackwater Rush.
Tyrion snapped his fingers, and several Gold Cloaks walked into the study, "Take this child down and put him in a good place, and ask him where he comes from, what his name is, and what his identity is."
"Yes, Lord Hand." Gold Cloaks ignored the little boy's cries and forcibly took him down.
Tyrion looked at the fat woman with a smile, "Jaime, I believe that Sir Varys should know the whereabouts of Tommen."
The fat woman then said, "Master Tyrion, I have resigned from my position as Master of Whisperers and I cannot bear the title of knight."
Gary said in astonishment, "A woman's voice, is she really Varys?"
Judging from the body shape, this fat woman is indeed very similar to Varys, but her appearance is only 70% similar. Moreover, the woman's voice does not look like she is pretending by holding her throat.
Tyrion has discovered a lot of information in the past few days, "It's true, Cersei once interrogated Little Birds when Varys stayed in Red Keep. Varys can disguise himself and has many identities."
Varys stopped pretending and took off the wig, "Luke Your Majesty, I never imagined that you could grow to such an extent after we parted ways. It really opened my eyes."
That shiny bald head immediately dispelled all the doubts in Gary's mind, "Varys... tell me, where did Tommen go."
Varys smiled and said, "Your Majesty Tommen, you should have entered the realm of Westerlands now and will soon meet Sir Kevan·Lannister, right?"
Gary crushed the teacup in his hand, "You sent Tommen to Westerlands? Why? Such actions that intensify conflicts will only expand the scale of the war. Aren't you always compassionate and don't want common people to be involved in wars between nobles? If you do this now, wouldn't you be creating greater chaos?"
Tyrion gave a gesture to Vice President Hallyne, asking him to leave the study first.
Vice President Hallyne bowed his head and saluted Gary, then hugged the book and tiptoed past Varys. He walked outside the door, closed the door thoughtfully, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
The four people in the room had different expressions.
Gary was more angry, Jaime had a happy smile on his face, Tyrion looked at Varys expressionlessly, and Varys stood there with a smile on his face.
Tyrion walked to the small table in the corner, poured three glasses of wine, gave one glass to Gary and Jaime respectively, and walked around Varys holding the wine glass.
While he was tasting the wine, he did not forget to tease Varys, "Well, it is quite feminine. I think you will always wear women's clothes from now on, which is good."
Varys is extremely optimistic about Tyrion, otherwise he would not have taken such a big risk to rescue Tyrion, "Sir Tyrion, is His Majesty Luke your choice?"
Tyrion smiled and said, "What? Luke, His Majesty is knowledgeable and capable, and has strong strength. He is much stronger than the little brat you chose to pretend to be House Targaryen."
Varys nodded and replied, "No one would want to be buried with a loser. It is understandable that Lord Tyrion chose the powerful His Majesty Luke."
Tyrion raised his eyebrows, his drinking hand paused for a moment, "Sowing discord? Don't use this little trick to show your shame."
Gary is still guessing Varys's intention, "Why are you doing this? You want Westerlands to contain me? And then buy time for the Targaryen descendant you support? Then how long do you think Westerlands can last under my offensive?"
Varys said, "Your Majesty only saw Westerlands? Couldn't you see the Reach and Dorne? What role does your Majesty think these two countries will play next? Will they surrender unconditionally to Your Majesty? Or will they compete with Your Majesty for Iron Throne?"
Gary was so angry that he laughed back, "What nonsense are you talking about? Margaery is my fiancée. How could Highgarden intend to steal Iron Throne?"
Varys folded his sleeves and said, "Your Majesty, I am not talking about House Tyrell. According to the information I received, the Reach will soon change hands."
Gary had a cold face. He had no relevant information about the Reach. From what Varys said, could it be that Euron·Greyjoy was about to defeat House Tyrell?
"No matter what, I can't let you leave King's Landing alive. You are always against me. Only by killing you can I feel at ease."
Varys saw that Gary was really murderous, so he turned to Tyrion and said, "Sir, I once risked my life to rescue you. At this moment, why don't you come out and help me?"
Tyrion finished the wine in his hand and poured himself another glass without finishing, "How can I help? Varys, you offended the king, how can I help you?"
Varys gritted his teeth. He was really smart but was mistaken for his cleverness. He originally thought that no one could see through his disguise, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of Tyrion.
Then he thought that even if he was discovered, he could take the opportunity to surrender to King in the North, but he did not expect that the other party had already known about the existence of Aegon VI, which directly disrupted all his plans.
Varys is not afraid of death, but he cannot die in such an unclear way. He wants to see the final winner and see if his choice is correct.
Tyrion suggested. "Your Majesty is very interested in the information about Aegon VI. If you can tell them all, maybe His Majesty can spare your life."
Varys looked aggrieved, "Luke Your Majesty didn't even ask me, where should I start?"