Winterfell, night.
The wind and snow outside are getting bigger and bigger...
Although, in the Winterfell area of the North, snow is a normal thing during this season, but... like now, it is so ridiculous for a whole week at once, and it is getting heavier and heavier. The trend is getting faster and faster, and it has never stopped, which is extremely rare in the north for decades!
if……
This is in another world, so this is probably a sign of a good harvest? However, in this unique continent of Westeros, this situation can only herald a terrible thing, and that is:
☸☸Winter is coming! ☸☸
The most cruel and terrifying disaster and test that will affect the entire Westeros continent is coming soon!
And at this time...
In the castle of Winterfell, the Earl and Warden of the North, the titular Queen of the North Sansa and Littlefinger Petyr Baelish, as well as some noble lords, continued to meet in this hall to discuss things. Pretty much the same ones as before.
Of course, there will definitely be routine drinking and gossiping, chatting and spanking, etc...
An eldest lady of the Stark family with no prestige, a temporary queen with no prestige, and a group of people who have different agendas and have different ideas, and they are still put together temporarily, how can we expect them to do anything serious? ?
Of course, the word 'rabble' was what Galen once said to the two ladies of the Stark family, who was standing boredly in the darkness behind Queen Sansa with his arms folded, continuing to play the boring role of guard.
Although this view had been ruthlessly refuted by Queen Sansa, it still could not make him change his view at all. In the eyes of General Galen, these primitive people, these so-called northerners Elites, not even professional soldiers, they are just a group of civilians armed with cold weapons. What are they if not a mob?
However, Galen didn't care too much about these things. He was currently whispering something to Bran who was staying by the stove in the hall to keep warm like him, completely ignoring the nonsense they held in meetings every day. of primitive people.
"..."
"The Messenger Crow just sent us a few messages. They were all coming from the direction of King's Landing, and they were a little late..."
"My brother, Jon Snow, is also our King in the North. A few days ago, he declared the North's unconditional allegiance to the Fire Dragon Queen Daenerys Targaryen. At the same time, he also announced that the North will be merged into the The power of the Fire Dragon Queen... The message I have in my hand is the message just sent back by the messenger crow. It is exactly the same as the message sent back by Brienne, who arrived at almost the same time and was sent to King's Landing for a meeting on my behalf. !”
"So, gentlemen, please tell me, what should we do now?!"
In the dark hall of the castle, Temporary Queen Sansa Stark was holding a roll of parchment in her hand. After finishing her words, she unconsciously rolled the roll of parchment in her hand. Although the piece of paper is light, the weight of the message is very heavy.
At this time, after the questioning, her green eyes began to look at the darkness in the distance of the hall without focus. Her thoughts that no one could guess had already followed the howling wind and wind outside the rock window. The blizzard has drifted to no one knows where...
Because, the note that was sent back by the raven said:
Not long ago, the people of Jon Snow, King of the North, and Daenerys Targaryen, Queen of the Fire Dragon, united and sent an elite team to dock at Eastwatch, the easternmost part of the Great Wall, and bravely headed north regardless of safety. He raided the White Walkers north of the Great Wall and successfully captured a White Walker alive, which led to the cooperation between Daenerys, Queen of the Fire Dragon, and Cersei, the Evil Queen of King's Landing?
So now, Sansa is shocked to find out: Winterfell, which was originally at odds with Queen Cersei of King's Landing, has actually become peaceful with each other? Although this is the general trend and the wisest choice under the threat of the White Walkers, Sansa is always a little dissatisfied for some reason...
Because she still can't forget the disasters her family suffered in King's Landing... Everything was the fault of the Lannister family. No matter what, she will never forget it easily, no matter when or where. The gap between the Starks and the Lannisters is huge!
Of course, there is a more troublesome thing now, and that is: her brother Jon, who also officially declared that their northern territory is loyal to Daenerys Targaryen, the mother of dragons, and has no relationship with Lin Lin. After discussion with everyone in Winter City, the treasures from the north were directly transferred to the Mother of Dragons.
If the other party is willing to form an alliance with the Fire Dragon Queen, Sansa will definitely not mind too much... After all, she originally wanted to go south to attack King's Landing as soon as possible, and then cut off the head of Cersei Lannister! However, that Jon had no intention of discussing with others on such a big matter, let alone informing Sansa, which made her feel a little dissatisfied...
"I guess……"
After Sansa finished speaking and fell into silence, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish suddenly stood up and was the first to speak and interrupted everyone's whispers:
"It's become obvious!"
"My lords, look outside. The snowstorm is so strong now and the north wind is so fierce. It will definitely be difficult for the messenger crow to fly north. Maybe... Lord Jon has long thought of sending a message to inform us in advance, but the heavy snowstorm But it caused an accident when transmitting information?!"
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish deliberately pretended to inadvertently refer to the title of Jon, King of the North, as Lord. Then when he found that no one came forward to contradict him, not even Sansa who was sitting on the throne. After becoming expressionless, a faint sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.
The King of the North, Jon, who dared to leave Winterfell without even taking advantage of that position, was not around. He did not miss any opportunity to erode and undermine the other party's prestige. This was his little finger's consistent approach, and it was surprising. Easy to use!
So far, except for Jon's favor and a few die-hards, other people, even if they have not been completely shaken, have been more or less influenced by his little finger, Petyr Baelish.
And this is very beneficial to his next plan!
"..."
"No! This is not a problem with the crows. The wind and snow outside can't stop the crows from flying..."
"Jon is such a person. He is my brother. I know him very well. He has always been like this... He never asked my opinion when doing things before, and he will never ask me for my opinion now!"
As she talked, Sansa remembered the past, when their father Eddard Stark, mother Catelyn Tully, brother Robb, and brother Rickon were still there, and when she herself was still ignorant and longing for The scene when a little girl can marry a certain prince charming...
At that time, if their father Eddard had not accepted that bastard Robert's invitation to serve as Lord Hand in King's Landing, how great would it be now? If all that hadn't happened, Sansa felt that their family would have stayed with He Meimei, warming themselves by the fire in this hall, chatting, and eating barbecue... instead of like now. , she was the only one left sitting here, and she had to listen to these strange "adults" pestering her about things that seemed to never come to an end!
"It's a pity. I can't believe it. He didn't even send a letter asking you..."
"Because we all know that although Jon is the King of the North, only Sansa is the legal heir to the Stark family, the Earl of Winterfell, and the real master here... That Jon Well, Snow, even if he becomes the King of the North, he cannot deny this fact."
"Will..."
"Is that the enemy's conspiracy? We all know that King's Landing and our Winterfell are currently in a hostile relationship. No one can guarantee that it is not the conspiracy of Queen Cersei."
Hearing the complaints about Jon from Sansa's mouth, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish's eyes flashed. Of course, he would not give up easily to attack and alienate these Starks. Opportunities for relationships with the cubs!
After all, freezing three feet doesn't happen in a day, and if he wants to achieve his goal, it will definitely be a long process. He needs to accumulate the gaps and misunderstandings between the two parties bit by bit, and then amplify them at the right time. Only then will the best results be achieved.
Especially, now that Jon has not returned to the North and Winterfell, he must continue to work harder. Otherwise, once the guy comes back, it will not be easy to operate. Related thing.
Of course, he didn't do it too obviously, but after making a few remarks, he pretended to defend Jon, as if he wanted to show his selflessness or neutral relationship?
"..."
"This message has his autograph and handwriting. Even the seal is his. There are codes on it that only our relatives can understand. It can't be wrong!"
"he already……"
After saying this, Sansa lowered her eyelids and sighed helplessly.
"Swear to fight for Daenerys Targaryen, including us in the North!"
"Everyone here must know who Jon is. The oath he made will definitely be fulfilled, and there will be no other changes... He has surrendered to that woman."
This is where Sansa feels a bit embarrassed...
It was all fine, and Jon had agreed to it, he was just going south to warn those people that the White Walkers were coming, that winter was really coming, and he was just going to swear allegiance, so why did he suddenly bring himself with such a huge northern territory? , surrendered at the feet of others?
Is that woman, that Daenerys Targaryen, really worthy of what Jon did?
"Speaking of Daenerys Targaryen, I seem to have heard some rumors..."
Seeing the Countess of Winterfell at the top complaining and venting her dissatisfaction, and seeing that the other people did not dare to comment casually, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish once again stood up with a sneer in his heart. out.
"It is said that……"
"The Fire Dragon Queen is very beautiful... Now Jon is young and vigorous, and has never married... And that Daenerys Targaryen, she happens to be too... He is a perfect match for her, isn't it? ?"
"If you think about it this way, the 'alliance' between the two parties seems to make sense! As long as we and the Fire Dragon Queen unite together, the people of King's Landing will definitely not be able to defeat us in Winterfell."
From the perspective of those with a discerning eye, what kind of alliance is this? It is clearly that Jon, the King of the North, took it upon himself to sell all the people they left in Winterfell and exchange them for his entry into the world?
Anyway, regardless of whether it is like that or not, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish is definitely not wrong in bringing everyone's thoughts in that direction.
"But..."
After saying this, after looking at the surrounding situation and the somewhat gloomy expression on Sansa's face, Littlefinger showed a seemingly sincere smile, and then suddenly changed his subject:
"Jon..."
"He is regarded by us as the King of the North. Of course, he can also be declared expelled! In that case, all the decisions he makes can only represent himself, and he can no longer force us?"
Yes, anyway, in the plan of his little finger Petyr Baelish, that Jon will have to find ways to get rid of him sooner or later, because he is not easy to control! Well, now that the atmosphere seems a bit good, and the people present here have been specially arranged by themselves, why not just have a showdown now?
Maybe……
Sansa Stark, whose desire for power is being stimulated more and more intensely by herself, is it not certain that the other party will be fooled?
"..."
"Even if I want to do this, Arya will not agree! She has always had a very good relationship with Jon before, better than me, far better than her relationship with me!"
"Besides, she is the Faceless One, and she will kill everyone who betrays her family!!"
Tightening the bearskin cloak around her body, Sansa glanced at Petyr Baelish, who was staring at her little finger with burning eyes, and then looked up at those present who were either thinking, frowning, or Everyone was eager to give it a try... In the end, Sansa shook her head and rejected the other party's kindness with some embarrassment.
She wants to be the true King in the North and the Queen of Winterfell, not the Duchess. This is true! However, she didn't want to use any means to disgust or hurt her relatives. She didn't want to go to that extent.
"I see……"
"Sansa, I think it's time for us to move on to the next topic, otherwise, all our discussions now will be meaningless!"
Seeing the other party's performance, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish smiled again. He felt that tonight was the time... Although it seemed a bit hasty, it was probably a good opportunity!
"..."
Sansa, who was sitting at the head of the table, did not speak. She just frowned and remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
"alright!"
"Everyone, let's discuss another matter now. A traitor, a traitor who wants to betray Duke Sansa, a traitor who supports an illegitimate son, and wants to give everything in our north to outsiders!!"
After saying that, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish waved his hand, and the guard at the door of the hall nodded, then stretched out his hand to open the door and went out. Soon, two strong soldiers were 'escorting' the puzzled and frowning man. The little girl walked in, noticing the weird atmosphere in the hall.
"Sister! What do you want from me?"
Arya, who felt that something was not right in the atmosphere inside, glanced at everyone around her coldly, and then looked at the little finger who seemed confident and still sneered, then she put her hands behind her hands and faced him playfully. My sister, who was sitting on the main seat and didn't know what she was thinking, asked.
As for the people next to her, she didn't care at all.
"..."
Sansa said nothing. She was still a little hesitant, not sure whether she should continue.
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When a certain drama was taking place in Winterfell, a large ship that had just left King's Landing with a red dragon pattern on its sails was struggling on the sea in a zigzag pattern against the sea wind. Marching.
Obviously, those on the ship are Jon, King of the North, Ser Davos Seaworth, Brienne representing Sansa, Daenerys Targaryen, Missandei, and Jorah More Mon, as well as Tyrion Lannister, Varys and others!
This time, their trip to the throne seemed to be a success...
Because the queen who sits on the Iron Throne in King's Landing, Cersei Lannister, has promised to send troops north to resist the invasion of the White Walkers. Basically, they have reached an agreement on the idea of "resisting foreign enemies first, and then engaging in civil war." .
Therefore, they had no need to stay. Together with other kingdom forces, they left the port of that huge city with a population of one million, preparing to return to their respective territories and prepare for war. They were ready to go north to form an alliance and resist together. Those White Walkers invading the south!
However……
On the sea ship returning to Dragonstone, the dwarf Tyrion Lannister wandered alone outside the cabin door of their queen Daenerys Targaryen, and finally just sighed sadly. Then he quietly left, letting the wind lantern on the ship wall drag out a long shadow behind him.
because,
Behind him, in the cabin where the mother of dragons, Daenerys Targaryen, lived, and where the woman he liked and admired lived, that Jon Snow had just entered...
Sure enough, no matter how capable and talented he, Tyrion Lannister, is, he is just a dwarf. It is better not to think about the toad's desire to eat swan meat!
if……
Wouldn't it be great if he wasn't a dwarf himself?
Unfortunately……
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Winterfell, the Great Hall of the Duke's Castle.
"!!"
A few minutes ago, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish, who originally thought he had a chance to win, was completely angry!
Originally, everything was going according to his plan, and he was also preparing to take advantage of this opportunity to kick that Jon away, and then accuse Arya, who had been following him all day long. After locking him up and clearing out all the unstable elements, he would then help Sansa ascend to the position of King of the North, and then find ways to capture her...
By then, he will be the husband of the Queen in the North, and with this woman he will become the most powerful person in Winterfell!
As for the coming White Walkers and the other two queens who were in a truce in the south, he ignored them! After all, in the opinion of Petyr Baelish, his little finger, if he can't reach the pinnacle of power step by step, what's the point of living? What does it matter to him whether this world exists or not?
Only when he gets everything he wants will he consider those things.
But no idea...
Just now, that Sansa, that woman who in his view was just a pawn and didn't have much of an opinion, suddenly turned against him at this moment. Not only would she not try Arya and declare her guilty, but she also wanted to get rid of her. Drop his little finger yourself? !
This woman...
This Sansa Stark, Sansa, when did this person become so forbearing and cruel? !
"Lord Baelish."
"Do you have anything else to say about the accusations you just made?"
After looking at each other tacitly with her sister Arya, Sansa gave a rare slight curve at the corner of her mouth.
"I see!"
"You already know, so you want to kill me? Hum, I should have guessed it..."
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish was so angry that he was shaking all over. Fortunately, he thought he had control of everything, but he never thought that he would be played by this cowardly chess piece by the woman who had been manipulated by him for a long time. Already?
Before the meeting, the other party had clearly agreed with himself that he would get rid of the threat of Arya, and then she would become the Queen of the North, and he, Petyr Baelish, would be the Queen's Prime Minister and Minister! But now, the other party actually wants to try him and has a lot of evidence?
From this we can know that the Sansa and Arya in front of them must have conspired long ago to deal with Petyr Baelish, his little finger!
"Are these your last words, Lord Petyr Baelish?"
Arya touched the dagger on her waist with her right hand and stared at the opponent with emotionless eyes, seemingly ready.
"Do you remember this dagger?"
"You said at that time that it belonged to Tyrion Lannister... Now, why not use your blood to wash away the crime you imposed on this dagger..."
After slowly taking out the dagger from her waist, Arya, the first female assassin in the history of the Faceless Men, this little girl who has seen too many tragedies that happened to the Stark family, has already done Get ready to complete another revenge of yours!
This personal plan brought the Lannister family, the Stark family, and the Baratheon royal family into the hands of others. This made their father Eddard Stark die unjustly and caused the entire West to suffer. The mastermind behind the chaos in Luo Continent will finally be put to death today.
Fortunately, they have Bran, who has the special ability to see through everything that has happened. Otherwise, they may not know the truth of the matter now!
All the reasons...
It was actually led by this frail man in front of me? Is this the man who disrupted the entire continent of Westeros and almost destroyed the Seven Kingdoms? !
No……
Perhaps it can be said that he has succeeded in destroying the Seven Kingdoms...
"..."
"How on earth did you know?"
After putting away his fake smile, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish looked at the two little Stark girls with a gloomy face, wondering what they were doing. How did you discover all this.
"..."
"..."
However, what answered him was just the silent expressions of the two little girls and their increasingly dangerous gazes.
"snort!"
"Sansa...I didn't want to come to this point. I have done so much for you over the years, but you still let me down in the end. I originally had great expectations for you... "
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish first looked at the Lord of Winterfell, Sansa Stark, who was acting as the King of the North, infatuatedly for a while, and then shook his head with some regret. Shake his head.
Originally, he wanted to capture this woman's heart, but unfortunately, he was still a little short...
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Baelish. I think the world might be a better place without you?"
In fact, after Sansa and others learned about the other party's crimes, they had already decided how to finance the other party! Therefore, no matter what the guy in front of her said, she would not waver in any way.
"Yeah?"
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless... What are you waiting for? If the matter is exposed, then let's do it!!"
After Baelish sneered, he was able to take two steps back calmly, and then suddenly said two words that made Arya and Sansa confused.
Then soon, they roughly knew what was going on!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A series of sounds of weapons being drawn out of their scabbards were heard. The next second, in the hall of the Duke's castle, in addition to a dozen lords, nobles and guards guarding Sansa who was sitting on the throne and Arya who was standing aside. Outside and in front of them, other soldiers and nobles who were also drawing their weapons with different expressions were guarding Baelish, faintly surrounding them?
"I already knew you were going to do something bad to me..."
"Whether it's Arya or Bran... I can see that you don't trust me, you are afraid of me, and you even... want to kill me. And I guessed it right, you did think and do the same. ...Don’t ask me why I know it, I just know it, you may not know it, this is my unique talent!”
"I'm a genius!"
"So, I feel... today's incident, although it went beyond some of my expectations, is still within my control?"
With a wave of his hand, Littlefinger Petyr Baelish let his men, who were several times the number of the opponent, press forward, preparing to deal with the Stark family loyalists, who only numbered a dozen or so.
"I guess you still remember the 'Blood Wedding', right?"
"It's a pity that there are so many superfluous members of the Stark family left at that time... Today, I will create another 'Scarlet Meeting'. What do you think?!"
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish laughed sinisterly...
Originally, he planned to make good use of Sansa Stark, but now, since the other party knows everything, he can't keep them!
Today, none of these remnants of the Stark family can survive! As for Jon's illegitimate son, humph, when he comes back, his little finger will definitely surprise him!
"..."
"..."
"Mr. Galen, it's your turn, don't let me down..."
After Sansa and Arya looked at each other, she suddenly turned around and looked at the strong mercenary guard who had been watching the show by the fire not far behind her.
"At your service, my lady!"
have to! After struggling for half a night, when he saw that it was finally his turn to play, Galen patted his butt, stood up with his bare hands, and walked in a few steps between the two groups who were at war with each other and were ready to fight at any time.
A group of ordinary soldiers and so-called knights without any special abilities did not bother Galen. Therefore, he planned to move quickly and return to the doghouse-like residence to rest after the fight. Don't spend the whole day. Just like these primitive people playing this kind of house game here!
"..."
"Kill them!!"
Although Littlefinger Petyr Baelish didn't understand why this man who didn't wear armor or hold a weapon was so confident, he didn't want to cause trouble or waste time disturbing the soldiers sleeping in the military camp outside. He waved his hand viciously, intending to cut through the mess quickly, killing these high-level officials first, and then deal with other disobedient people overnight.
'Demacia! ! ! '
'Uh~! '
'ah! ! '
"Wow!!!"
Sonorous~!
Ding~Crack! !
clang!
Click...
"Okay Arya, now it's your turn!!"
Almost most people didn't understand what happened. Anyway, Little Finger only saw the man named Galen. There were bursts of dazzling golden light on the other party's body, and then there were bursts of screams and weapons falling. Various miserable sounds were heard, including the ground being broken by blows, shields cracking, and armor being smashed...
Then, when he opened his eyes again, he only saw a little girl with a gloomy face. After Galen's words, she held a dagger that emitted a faint light and passed over each of them lying on the ground without moving. The corpse of the person walked up to him.
"etc!"
"I have something else to say...eh?!"
Before Littlefinger Petyr Baelish could say anything, a bit of cold light came first, and then bright red blood suddenly spurted out from his own throat!
His little finger, Petyr Baelish, could only kneel down in vain on the cold stone floor of the Duke's Castle of Winterfell, clutching his throat tightly, but unable to say anything.
Soon, with the sound of him falling to the ground, a large pool of blood stained the ground red...
"Your Majesty Duke, no, it's not good...??"
"!!"
At this time, a Winterfell soldier suddenly opened the wooden door of the hall and rushed in with a roll of parchment in his hand! However, before he could explain the matter, he was frightened by the terrifying sight before him!
In this hall, there were corpses lying scattered all over the floor. Only Ms. Sansa and a dozen Lord Knights were left next to the main seat?
here……
What happened? Why did you start fighting with your own people? !
"Soldier! Petyr Baelish conspired to launch a rebellion and has now been killed!"
"Say! What's the matter with you coming in?!"
After just a casual explanation, Sansa finally stood up from her position, stared condescendingly at the Winterfell soldier who rushed in but stood there at a loss and asked.
"ah!!"
"It's... it's important information about the Great Wall of Despair. Sir, would you like to take a look at it?"
The panicked soldiers finally did not dare to look at the corpses of the big shots on the ground. Instead, they quickly stepped forward and handed a roll of parchment still stained with snowflakes to the Duke of Winterfell, the acting King of the North. into Sansa's hands.
Then, when Sansa Stark and Arya Stark came together and started watching under an oil lamp, they were shocked to find that there was such a large piece of terrible news written on it:
The White Walkers army broke through the city wall from Eastwatch by the Sea, and the wildling army was defeated and was fleeing south...
Among the White Walkers, there is a terrifying dragon. It destroyed a large section of Eastwatch on the Great Wall. The Great Wall defenses have been completely defeated, and the White Walkers are marching in!
Castle Black has fallen...
Houguan Town was razed to the ground...
The White Walkers have now passed the New Land Grant and are about to arrive in Hearth City and survive the Last River...
"!!"
"how so?!"
Sansa and Arya looked at each other in horror. How could the Great Wall, which they thought could fight a protracted battle with the White Walkers, be destroyed? Which irresponsible guy built that city wall? Why can't it last even a day?
Now, without the Great Wall, how can they defend themselves against the White Walkers? !
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