Chapter 129

Chapter 129 the Wolf

  When Ned Stark, the Duke of the North, walked into the hall, he saw that it was already full of people.

  King Robert sat gravely at the end of the hall, and Queen Cersei stood beside him.

  She was wearing a crimson long-sleeved dress, her golden hair was covered by a long blue stone hair net, and she wore a proud and indifferent mask on her face, her green eyes were fixed on Stark father and daughter who were coming from the door .

  Prince Joffrey stood beside the queen, one arm covered with white bandages, and the expression on his face was equally fierce and resentful.

  Duke Eddard looked around, looking for friendly faces, but unfortunately, except for a few of his own retainers, there were very few of them. Earl Raymond Darry was expressionless, Duke Renly had half-smile, and Ser Barristan looked stern... As for the members of the Lannister family, they were naturally full of hostility.

  At this time, Duke Ned regretted that he had not followed the advice of the Baron Caesar.

  It should have been done privately with Robert, making it as a small matter.

  But Duke Ned still had some hope in his heart, after all, he and the king were as close as brothers.

  He trusted Robert not to be too hard on his daughter.

  So he said,

  "Your Majesty, are you trying to judge my daughter?"

  Queen Cersei spoke first, "Ned Stark, how dare you speak to the king in such a tone!"

  ...

  Samway did not follow Duke Ned into the hall. He had already guessed the following plot, but also he didn't want to watch how honest people were bullied again.

  Walking casually in the inner court, Samwell saw the figure of Sansa Stark.

  The eldest daughter of the Duke of the North was wearing a velvet dress, her long maroon hair was loose on her shoulders, and she was wearing a wreath of flowers on her right wrist. She was squatting on the ground and feeding a little wolf.

  Unlike Arya, who is eccentric and mischievous, Sansa is a standard lady, and because she inherited the exquisite cheekbones and clear blue eyes of the Tully family, Sansa was also more beautiful.

  At only thirteen years old, she has a slender and soft figure, already very feminine.

  Samwell walked over: "Your sister is being judged, aren't you going to take a look?"

  Sansa was in a daze, and didn't notice someone approaching beside her, and was startled when she heard the sound.

  She got up quickly, and when she saw the person coming, she remembered that this was one of the nobles of the Reach who came to greet the King , Samwell Caesar. She was impressed by the baron who dared to tease the king in his face.

  The girl brushed her loose hair around her ears, then pulled up her skirt, performed a standard etiquette, and said,

  "Lord Caesar, I..."

  She suddenly didn't know how to answer this question.

  In fact, she was also worried about Arya, but she didn't dare to go in and face her sister.

  Sansa felt guilty for accusing her sister of speaking ill of the queen.

  At that time, she actually thought about whether to help her younger sister by denying it - her younger sister liked to cause trouble since she was a child, and it was not the first time she helped her younger sister hide it.

  But facing the eyes of her fiancé, Prince Joffrey, Sansa dared not lie.

  It's all Arya's fault!

  She's always messing things up!

  Sansa felt aggrieved and angry, and at this moment, guilt welled up in her heart, and she almost shed tears.

  Samwell realized the girl's embarrassment, so he pointed to the little wolf and asked,

  "Is she called 'lady' ?"

  "Yes." Sansa breathed a sigh of relief.

  Samwell also squatted down: "Can I pet her?"

  "Yes, the lady is very good, she never bites."

  Samwell wanted to say that he was not Joffrey's idiot who would be bitten by such a little wolf, but considering that the other party was Joffrey's fiancée after all, he didn't say it.

  He stretched out his hand and stroked the little wolf's head lightly.

  The soft wolf fur glides over the palm like satin.

  The lady was really well-behaved, letting Samwell pet casually, and sticking out her tongue to lick his palm from time to time.

  "Lord Caesar..." Sansa couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "Do you think my sister will be okay?

  " She will be fine." Samwell said reassuringly.

  But there was one more sentence he didn't say.

  Arya's all right, but not your 'lady' .

  Sansa finally felt relieved after hearing the words, and her complexion improved a lot, and she began to tell Samwell all kinds of interesting things about her little wolf.

  And at this moment, a group of people suddenly poured out of the hall.

  The leader was Duke Ned.

  I saw him walking towards Sansa with a gloomy face.

  "Father..." It was the first time Sansa saw her father's face look so ugly, and her heart was in her throat for a moment.

  Then, she saw her crying sister Arya:

  "Don't! Don't! Don't kill the lady! It's not her fault! It's not her fault …!"

  Sansa suddenly felt a whirlwind, as if the world was collapsing.

  "Father, are they going to kill 'lady' ?"

  Duke Ned glanced at the eldest daughter, but didn't know how to answer.

  Sansa was even more frightened. She quickly hugged her father's arm and begged bitterly:

  "No, no, father, 'lady' never bite! Please, father, don't..."

  Duke Eddard looked back at the king who walked out the door, and begged again:

  "Robert, you can't let this wolf go?"

  Queen Cersei smiled triumphantly, and called: "Lord Eddard, Since that wolf has escaped, let this one be used."

  Duke Eddard ignored the queen, he stared into the king's eyes, and made his last effort:

  "Robert..."

  Unfortunately, The king no longer had the patience to argue any longer: "Okay, Ned, let's stop this matter. The direwolf nature is wild and hard to change. Maybe one day it will hurt your daughter. "

  "Robert," Duke Eddard said loudly, "for the sake of our long-term friendship, and for the sake of my sister, don't do this."

  Hearing Duke Eddard talking about his sister, Queen Cersei was like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, screaming,

  "Robert! Don't you dare kill a beast ? What kind of king are you!"

  "Shut up! Shut up, everyone!" Robert lost his patience completely, and roared, "Kill that wolf, that's it!"

  Sansa burst into tears, shaking her father's arm constantly, begging for his help.

  Duke Ned suddenly felt an unprecedented exhaustion. He hugged his two daughters tightly, and then looked at the king in front of him:

" Is this your command , your grace ?"

  Robert was stunned. Looking at Ned carefully, he finally turned and left without saying a word.

  Cersei smiled brightly, and couldn't wait to say: "Sandor, go and peel off its skin, I will use it to make my bed!"

  "No." Duke Eddard said coldly, "If it must die, I will do it myself ."

  Cersei narrowed her eyes: "Ned Stark, what trick do you want to play?"

  Duke Ned's tone was cold and sad: "The direwolf is the coat of arms of the Stark family, and I will never allow them to die at the hands of a lannister ."

His eyes were burning with rage, amidst the mournful cries of his daughters, He strode up to the direwolf.

  "Everyone, please let me have some space." Duke Ned turned around and said.

  "Lord Ned, don't play tricks," Cersei warned.

  "I will not tarnish my reputation with lies." Duke Ed said coldly.

  Cersei snorted softly before leaving triumphantly.

  Everyone else also left one after another, including the duke's two crying daughters, who were also taken away by the guards.

  "Lady." Duke Ned squatted in front of the little wolf, trying to call its name.

  It stuck out its tongue and licked his palm in response.

  Only then did Duke Ned realize that Sansa's name for it was really appropriate.

  It was the most well-behaved and most beautiful wolf in the pack, until he cut its throat with [ice], it didn't struggle, but let out a long whine.

  "Jory, you find someone to send its bones back to the north and bury it in Winterfell. The women of the Lannister family will never get this wolf pelt!"

  "Yes, my lord."

  Duke Eddard dragged his exhausted body as he walked around the castle, figures came and went in the darkness and all of them cast strange glances at him.

  In the first confrontation between the Hand of the King and the Queen, he lost miserably.

  At this time, Duke Ned couldn't help but think of the reminder from the Baron of Eagle island again.

  At this moment, he wished he could go back in time...

  "Sam, what are you looking at?"

  Samwell heard Natalie's voice before turning his gaze away from Duke Ned : "I'm watching that wolf being executed."

  "Oh." Natalie shrank her neck, as if feeling a little cold, "It's so pitiful."

  After a while, she whispered in Samwell's ear again: "The queen is too much."

  Samwell glanced sideways at the little girl, "It wasn't just the queen who killed it."

  "Then who else?"

  And Eddard Stark's honesty and stupidity.

  Samwell said something silently in his heart.

  He had thought of a backup plan before, which was to reveal to Ned Stark that "Littlefinger" Petyr Baelish and his secret lover, Lady Lysa, murdered Duke Jon Arryn .

  But now, he has decided to completely abandon this plan.

  According to Duke Ned's temperament, if Samwell really did this, he would definitely get a question from the Duke of the North—what about the evidence?

  Samwell really has no real evidence.

  Then, the upright and staid Duke of the North will definitely wonder if he is deliberately slandering Jon Arryn's widow.

  You know, Lysa Tully is not only the widow of the adoptive father of the Duke of the North, but also his wife's sister.

  With these two relationships, would Ned Stark be more willing to believe in a strange Baron of Eagle Island?

  Even "Littlefinger" Petyr was the childhood playmate of Duke Ned's wife, and the vassal most valued by his adoptive father.

  And samwell is an outside who he met just yesterday .

  Taking a step back, even if Samwell really tried his best to make Ned Stark believe in him, he might not be able to rely on the Duke of the North to make a comeback.

  You know, in the original book, Duke Eddard actually ran to confront Cersei after learning the ironclad evidence of Queen Cersei's derailment, and persuaded Cersei to run away quickly with her children on the grounds that he didn't want to kill women and children

  ... consequences , he was played to death.

  It's not that you shouldn't stick to your honour , but that when facing conspirators, you must be more vicious than them in order to win and protect your own honour .

  Therefore, Samwell understands that Ned Stark can be friend , but he must not hand over the real chips to him.

  Fortunately, Samwell has also made other preparations. He has been in King's Landing for so many days. In addition to designing Hobber Redwin and Gerold , he is also preparing a big gift for "Littlefinger". .

  As for Ned Stark, Samwell can help him within his ability, but he will never regard him as a reliance.

  This wolf from the North was not a natural fit for Game of Thrones.

  I don't know if he can escape the fate of being decapitated in the original book...

  Outside the city gate, a northern cavalryman was heading north with the body of the direwolf.

  Samwell silently watched his figure disappear into the darkness, and an ancient prophecy from the north appeared in his mind-the

  wolf that went south, when it returned north, there were only bones left.

  　The original plot has inertia, and the protagonist has just intervened. It is impossible to change beyond recognition all at once. Next, I will return to King's Landing. Because of new contradictions, the plot will change more and more.

All i have to do is wait.

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