As time goes by, the atmosphere of the meal becomes more and more harmonious and warm.
At least that's what Shae thinks.
Corleone was well-spoken, and he kept talking with her, from music and poetry to war patterns, from across the narrow sea to the origin of Valyria, and he seemed to know everything.
He even has some knowledge about apple planting and picking!
This erudite, funny, and elegant image made Xue Yi forget about the wretched Tyrion, and even thought about how many children she would have with Corleone in the future.
"Speaking of...
In Shae's moist eyes, Corleone wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and looked at her gently. "It is really a joke of fate that such an elegant lady should live in Stoke Worth to serve others, Miss Shae."
"I hear your accent sounds a bit Western-style?"
As soon as the words fell, Shae straightened her back, a hint of professional sadness appeared on her face, and repeated the same words she said when she first met Tyrion.
"Yes, sir, my father... He was once a merchant in the Western Region, doing cloth business. He originally lived a relatively prosperous life, but after I had menarche, one time he actually wanted to force me...
99
"I wounded him and ran away from home. I had to work for the rich to make a living. Later, there were wars everywhere, so I fled to King's Landing with the refugees."
"Fortunately, Miss Falyse took me in."
She deliberately concealed her work as a camp prostitute in the army, sighed softly, and lowered her eyes, looking pitiful.
After listening quietly, Corleone nodded to express understanding. "The world is impermanent, and we cannot change our origins and experiences."
"But to be able to protect yourself in this chaotic world, as a woman, you have a strong heart, Miss Shae."
This tenderness made Xue Yi even more intoxicated. She couldn't help but lick her lips, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
But then, Corleone changed the topic very naturally. "Lord Tywin Lannister, he is recognized by the Seven Kingdoms as an expert in governing the country. The Western Territory is in order under his governance."
"Speaking of which, his thick blond hair really shows his majesty. I wonder if Miss Xue Yi has ever seen it when she was in the Western Region?"
Hearing this, Shae's expression did not change at all, and she still smiled and replied, "The name of Lord Tywin Lannister is known to everyone in the Seven the Seven Kingdoms, but as a civilian, how can I have the opportunity to see such a lion?"
"I have only occasionally heard about Lord Tywin's majesty."
She added, her tone natural.
This answer was very normal, and even the muscles on her face did not twitch obviously. Under [Insight lv2]'s gaze, Corleone could tell that she was not Tywin's person, at least not yet.
Perhaps Tywin is aware of her existence, but has not yet had contact with her.
Maybe... just see her as a pawn that can be used to restrain Tyrion at a critical moment.
Corleone seemed to accept this answer and stopped asking further questions.
The dinner came to an end in an almost perfect and pleasant atmosphere. The servants removed the plates, and Corleone slowly sipped the wine in the glass, his eyes falling on Shae again.
His eyes slid over her simple dress, and finally stopped between her neck.
Feeling Corleone's eyes, thinking that he was staring at her unique parts as a woman, Xue Yi lowered her head pretending to be shy.
"Miss Shae, your necklace is very unique."
"Is it a gift from someone special?"
Xue Yi's heart skipped a beat, and blood instantly rushed to her cheeks.
She subconsciously raised her hand, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it and said in a somewhat lonely and distant tone, "It's just a not-so-important gift."
Corleone didn't seem to notice her embarrassment or concealment, and nodded without asking any questions.
He put down his wine glass and stood up slowly, and the shadow cast by the candlelight enveloped Xue Yi.
Xue Yi's heart began to beat with his footsteps, and her mind went blank. She who once boasted that she could handle all men was now as helpless as an untouched little girl.
We are all adults, and she knows exactly what will happen next.
Accept?
Will he feel that he is too casual?
Refuse?
No... maybe you will miss the best opportunity in your life!
Just as Xue Yi was struggling in her heart, cold fingertips touched her cheek. The distance was so close that she could even smell the faint smell of him, which was mixed with wine, disinfectant and... apples?
She no longer hesitated and raised her head slightly, revealing the fragile and graceful neck lines.
She has been treated roughly by countless men, but she has never looked forward to being trampled, conquered, and occupied like now!
Closing her eyes slightly, she could feel the outline of his fingers, her fingertips moving downward on the skin, and finally...
Stay on that fragile neck.
The Chancellor's mansion was filled with a depressing atmosphere even late at night, as if even the air was contaminated by the countless debts of the Iron Throne and became heavy.
Tyrion Lannister was lying on the large bed, sleeping very restlessly.
Recently, he has really exhausted his efforts to fill the huge hole in the royal family's finances. He rarely even touches his favorite wine, and he has not even been able to secretly see Shae for several weeks.
The longing and guilt for the black-haired girl were intertwined with the fear of her father, turning into a chaotic dream, tossing and turning.
Just when he was half asleep, a very slight noise woke him up.
He opened his eyes suddenly, his heartbeat started to accelerate, he sat up and looked towards the window.
In the shadow, a tall figure stood out!
"Who are you!"
Tyrion shouted in a low voice, subconsciously trying to touch the dagger under the pillow.
The figure didn't answer, but just raised his hand and threw it. The small thing drew a vague luster in the air and went straight to Tyrion's face.
Thinking it was some kind of hidden weapon, he immediately raised his hand to block it, but the thing landed lightly on his chest, without any force.
Then, a low voice with a strong foreign accent sounded.
"Lord Corleone says hello to you."
Corleone?
Little Tyrion was shocked at first. Before he could react, the door was suddenly slammed open!
"My lord!"
Bronn rushed in with a sword and a torch, and the firelight instantly dispelled the darkness in the room.
He growled lowly and immediately rushed towards the uninvited guest.
However, the moment Bronn rushed in, the figure held the window sill with one hand and jumped out of the window with incredible agility.
Bronn reached up and looked down, only to see that it had blended into the deep night outside and disappeared without a trace.
"I heard the noise, are you okay?"
Knowing that he couldn't catch up, Bronn simply turned around and asked.
"You're late."
Tyrion gritted his teeth and punched the quilt angrily.
He stretched out his hand and picked up the things at hand. Under the illumination of the torch in Bronn's hand, it reflected a warm luster.
It was a necklace. The chain itself was made of ordinary silver, but there was a small but perfectly shaped freshwater pearl hanging underneath.
The moment he saw it clearly, Tyrion felt as if his heart was being held tightly by a big hand.
Shae!
This was a gift he gave her, more than a hundred Gold Dragon. It was not particularly valuable, but she once said that she liked it very much because it was a gift from him, symbolizing the beginning of her escape from the sea of suffering.
She wore it all the time, even when they had sex!
"Lord Corleone says hello to you...
This voice was like a curse, constantly echoing in Tyrion's head, that thick accent...
It's that Dothraki!
It's Corleone!
For a time, fear and anger consumed Tyrion.
He and Xue Yi have always been very secretive. He even hid it from his father, but why would that guy know?
Moreover, not only did he know about Xue Yi's existence and their relationship, he even got her personal necklace!
What does it mean?
Shae is on his hands?
What did he do to her?
Kidnapping? Harm? Or...
"When we meet again next time, I believe you will not say no to me again."
Recalling the last words left by Corleone, Tyrion's heart suddenly tightened.
This is clearly a naked warning!
"I asked you to keep an eye on the guy named Vito·Corleone. Did you find anything?"
He raised his head and asked Bronn with a very serious expression.
"That guy is crazy. He wants to clean up the flea nest and provide food for thieves who are picking up trash."
Looking at his serious look, Bronn replied honestly, "To be honest, I have never seen anyone as naive as him. Flea Bottom has existed since King's Landing was built."
"It hasn't changed in hundreds of years. I don't believe anyone can do it well."
Speaking of this, Bronn rolled his eyes again. "However, I bribed a gangster and caused some trouble for the guy named Corleone. The total cost was three Gold Dragon. When will you reimburse me...
99
"Damn guy!"
Tyrion ignored his request to report the accounts, but clenched his fists, cursed angrily, and ordered Bronn: "Go to Lord Varys and invite him here."
But then, he jumped out of bed. "No, I'd better go see him in person."
Bronn was puzzled by this impatience, but he still followed Tyrion's footsteps and walked out.
But at this moment, another figure holding a torch appeared deep in the corridor, walking towards here at a leisurely pace.
The two looked at each other, Tyrion took a few steps back, and Bronn stood in front of him with a sword and stood guard in a tacit understanding.
However, as the firelight got closer, a shiny and barren brain gradually appeared in front of their eyes.
The chubby hands were folded in front of him, and his eyes swept over Tyrion, who was still in shock, and finally landed on the pearl necklace tightly held in his hands.
"It seems I'm late, sir."
"I hope you are not frightened. Do you need me to notify the City Guard?"