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Song of Ice and Fire: The Iron Throne [ Dropped ]

Game of Thrones fanfiction, A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction. Transmigration, no harem, no system, no technology. No poison, supporting characters to stay close to the original. Mainstream storyline without being too bland, with occasional satisfying moments and interspersed with epic scenes. Protagonist name: Gallen of House Crabb Starting title: Lord of Whispers Family motto: United we stand Family sigil: Marsh Marigold ////This is a translation, my fourth(?) one so far. The original author name is 双河无忧. I do not own this book or anything that is related to it and so on. The original name is 冰与火之铁王座. Go support the original author. The original book have 330 chapters so far with steady update. I've read it all to make sure it'll stay good so it won't end up like my arcane fic. I've watched the game of thrones series but I haven't read the book. Even though I search the wiki, if y'all notice any wrong terms I used, point it out so I can fix it. Well, enjoy.////

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-68- Rose Road (3)

After reaching the riverbank, the first thing everyone did was to set up a pot and boil water.

House Crabb's soldiers unknowingly adopted some of Gallen's habits, such as drinking boiled water. It's weird to think that they never bothered boiling water before...

...

Gallen's lunch consisted of horsemeat sausage and white bread.

Gallen chewed on the sausage, but his mind was focused on the Reach.

Drawing conclusions from known information and careful observation along the way, Gallen concluded that the Reach were formidable!

As long as there were no internal problems within House Tyrell, with their resources, they could outlast any opponent in a war of attrition.

Gallen was just making a rational analysis; he wasn't someone who liked to scare himself.

As he finished the last bite of sausage, Gallen clapped his hands, stood up, and declared, "Crackclaw Point is not weak either, because I am here!"

...

After a brief rest at noon, Gallen and his group resumed their journey along the Rose Road towards Highgarden.

Mordin Water, with his beast-like intuition, noticed a change in Gallen's demeanor.

Gallen, who had always been reserved and humble, now seemed a bit more arrogant, reminiscent of the Jaime Lannister he had first met?

Gallen adjusted to his new persona.

As Gallen traversed the Reach, his behavior would be somewhat different from before.

He was the young man who, with a thousand soldiers, defeated a twenty-thousand-strong alliance of wildlings and reclaimed his ancestral lands, becoming a rising military star among the nobility.

Externally, he was the favored courtier of Queen Cersei Lannister.

He was proud, filled with confidence.

One like Randyll were nothing in his eyes; he only admired Lord Tyrell of Highgarden!

Since childhood, Gallen had admired Lord Mace Tyrell's military prowess(smirk).

The military command abilities of Mace Tyrell, Lord of Highgarden, were as profound as art.....or something like that.

Others might not understand, but Gallen understood Mace Tyrell!

Gallen nodded to himself; this is who he is now.

...

...

The next day, as Gallen and his group traveled, they spotted a carriage parked not far from the roadside.

As they approached, the golden rose emblem on the carriage caught Gallen's eye.

Anguy approached Gallen and said, "This is the carriage I saw yesterday when the brown-haired lady was distributing food to the villagers. It was parked nearby."

Gallen nodded slightly, gestured for everyone to slow down their pace.

Gallen deliberately avoided a possible encounter yesterday, but now he was certain it wasn't a coincidence.

...

Gallen shook the reins and, surrounded by his soldiers, approached the "Golden Rose" carriage parked by the roadside.

As Gallen got closer, he raised an eyebrow, he noticed that the carriage's wheels were stuck in the mud?

Oh I see....

Seeing the House Tyrell's golden rose emblem, Gallen had no reason to ignore it.

...

Standing beside the carriage were four people, and Gallen guessed from their attire that they were three maids and a coachman.

Anguy's eyes flickered, and he whispered to Gallen, "My lord, I noticed at least four guards yesterday, but they're nowhere to be seen now."

Gallen nodded lightly.

Gallen dismounted first, handed the reins to his squire, Martil, and walked towards the carriage.

...

As Gallen and his entourage approached on horseback, the people by the carriage had already noticed them, glancing in their direction from time to time.

Gallen greeted the carriage with a hand over his chest, "Good day, I am Gallen Crabb, here to visit Lord Tyrell on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen."

Seeing Gallen's respectful gesture, the people by the carriage stepped aside and stood aside with nods.

There was a slight movement inside the carriage, and a maid immediately stepped forward to open the carriage door.

A very beautiful girl, lifting her skirt slightly, stepped down from the carriage.

The girl had soft, light brown curls, a graceful figure, and fair skin that seemed to glow in the sunlight.

The girl, with gentle and clear brown eyes like a deer's, looked at Gallen and said, "Good day, Lord Crabb, I am Margaery Tyrell of Highgarden."

Gallen, momentarily stunned by Margaery Tyrell's beauty, quickly regained his composure.

...

House Tyrell's lineage traces back to the stewards of House Gardener, the royal family of the Reach.

Although the Tyrells' wealth ranks second only to the Lannisters, they are looked down upon by the other major houses in terms of bloodline and status, considered fortunate upstarts without noble lineage.

Therefore, raising the family's status and position became a mission for House Tyrell.

One effective way to elevate the family's status was through marriage.

If a Tyrell were to become a queen, it would be considered a fulfillment of the family's wish.

From birth, Margaery Tyrell, the little rose of Highgarden, was carefully groomed by House Tyrell to meet the standards of a queen.

Under the meticulous grooming of her family, intelligent Margaery Tyrell learned to understand people, wield power, captivate men with her beauty, win over commoners with charity, and gain reputation.

...

Margaery Tyrell's voice was crisp. "My guards were sent to purchase food, but unfortunately, as soon as they left, the carriage wheel got stuck in the mud, quite deeply, which has caused us some trouble."

"Lady Tyrell, it's my honor to assist you. Please leave it to me."

Gallen turned to his team and said, "Mordin, come and lift the carriage out of the mud."

Upon hearing this, Mordin nodded earnestly and strode over to the carriage.

Gallen stepped back and gestured, saying, "My Lady, please step back."

Margaery Tyrell glanced at Gallen, nodded slightly, and followed Gallen away from the carriage.

Mordin, with his head tilted, assessed the carriage wheel stuck in the mud.

After his assessment, Mordin walked to the back of the carriage, bent down, and placed his hands under the carriage.

With a foolish look on his face, Mordin suddenly roared.

The coachman hastily grabbed the reins tightly, calming the horses' agitation.

Margaery Tyrell's handmaidens exclaimed in surprise.

Margaery Tyrell seems to be shocked on the surface, covering her mouth, but her heart also skipped a beat.

...

Mordin unleashed astonishing strength, and the carriage wheel was lifted off the ground with a thud.

Having completed the task, Mordin looked at Gallen.

Seeing Gallen nod, Mordin returned to the group.

Margaery Tyrell praised, "Lord Crabb, your guard possesses remarkable strength, a natural warrior!"

Gallen nonchalantly replied, "Thank you for your praise my lady, but he is just a recruit who still needs to grow."

Margaery Tyrell blinked her eyes and said, "Lord Crabb, thank you for your help. You can call me Margaery."