Chapter 128

Chapter 128 The Power of Destiny

  Arya was put on the horse by the man, but she was still vigilant:

  "Father's friend? But why don't I know you?"

  Samwell looked at the little girl's bright gray eyes and said with a smile: "What is your name?"

"Arya Stark , You ? "

  "My name is Samwell Caesar, Lord of the Eagle Island."

  Arya had neither heard Caesar's last name nor the Eagle Island but seeing that the other party is well dressed, speaks and behaves like an aristocrat, and has a kind attitude, she gradually let go of her vigilance.

  "Do you want to take me back?"

  "Yes. Otherwise your father will be worried."

  "But... I will be scolded by him when I go back..." "

  "Because you injured Prince Joffrey, didn't you? "

  "Well."

  "Don't be afraid, it's normal for children to fight."

  "He attacked me first!" Arya emphasized, "I said I didn't want to fight him, but he just wouldn't stop, and then It was the little wolf who bit him."

  "I believe you." Samwell followed her words, "Prince Joffrey likes to bully others, and he is very narrow-minded, and he will complain relentlessly if he catches a word you say."

  "Yes, yes! I just said that I don't like the queen. Is that considered an insult? He told the king and queen! It's too much!" Arya said angrily.

  "No way, the Lannister family has always been proud and sensitive." Samwell said with a smile, "So, I hate them too."

"Really?"

  Arya immediately liked the Baron of Eagle Island.

  "Of course it's true. Besides, I was once robbed of my wife by a Lannister." Samwell pretended to be wronged.

  Establishing a common enemy is the best way to bring the relationship closer.

  "They're so bad!" Arya yelled in unison, and then, the little girl suddenly rolled her eyes and said, "Lord Caesar, why don't you marry my sister, so that she doesn't have to marry that villain Joff….!"

  Samwell laughed loudly, shook his head and said,

  "Thank you for your approval, but I'm just a little baron, how dare I rob the prince for his bride to be."

  "Hah!!." Arya said sadly, "Why is a good man like you not the prince, why must a villain like Joffery be the prince."

  Samwell touched the little girl's head and asked,

  "Where's your wolf?"

  "I drove Nymeria away... or they'll kill it." Arya's head drooped, her eyes sparkling, and she seemed about to cry again.

  Samwell sighed, unexpectedly, the little wolf still failed to escape the fate of being expelled.

  I just don't know if the future life trajectory of the "little wolf" will be the same as in the original book.

  "Nymeria, what a good name." Samwell smiled and praised, and then probed, "Do your brothers and sisters have names for their wolves?"

"Yes , Robb 'grey wind' , Sansa 'Lady' ,mine 'Nymeria' , Rickon 'Shaggy' and Jon's 'Ghost'."

  Samwell's eyes flickered slightly: "What's Bran's wolf name?"

  "Bran hasn't figured out a name yet..." Arya's mood became more and more depressed, "

He fell from the tower, and i don't know if he woke up or not..."

It really happened.

  Samwell sighed, is the fate of these people really doomed?

  Or some crow playing tricks?

  "The gods will bless him." After Samwell got the information he wanted, he stopped talking and rode towards the camp at a faster speed.

  But when Samwell arrived at the camp, he saw that there were no tents here, but fortunately there were people on duty.

  Samwell saw that the person was carrying the banner of a direwolf, so he went up to meet him.

  "Lady Arya! It's really you!" The northerner quickly thanked Samwell, "Lord Caesar, thank you so much! ." Samwell handed Aarya over, and then asked:

  "Where His majesty , have they left??"

  "Yes, Lord Caesar, His Majesty has gone to the the Darry family."

  Samwell nodded, and followed them to the Darry's Castle .

  When the castle appeared in sight, Samwell reminded:

  "I suggest you go back and report to Duke Ned and ask him to come out of the city to pick Arya up."

  Seeing the northern soldier hesitate, Samwell explained again: "I saw soldiers from the Lannister family at the gate of the city. What if you enter the city so recklessly, what if they detain Miss Arya?"

One person went back to report.

  Not long after, Samwell saw a serious middle-aged man riding over on horseback.

  He has a long horse face, brown hair fluttering in the wind, a little white strands in his neat beard, gray eyes revealing seriousness and staidness, as well as a trace of suppressed anger.

  "Arya!"

  "Father!" Arya was afraid to look into her father's eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

  Duke Ned carried his daughter into his arms, but didn't curse: "Are you hurt? "

  No." Arya snuggled into her father's arms, "It's just that I'm so hungry..."

  "I'll prepare food for you when I get back."

  Duke Ned turned to look at Samwell, and said, "Baron Caesar, thank you for helping me to find Arya."

  "You're welcome." Samwell immediately stepped forward, walking side by side with Duke Ned, and said, "My lord, you have a lovely daughter."

  "She's just too naughty." Duke Ned said helplessly.

  "Children, it's normal for them fight ." Seeing that Duke Ned was frowning, Samwell suggested, "Actually, considering the relationship between you and His Majesty, this is really just a trivial matter, but it's the best thing to Solve it in private, once there are too many people... His Majesty will not be able to handle it."

  Duke Ned nodded thoughtfully, and then said sincerely: "Thank you for your suggestion!"

  "It is my honor." Samwell smiled slightly , thinking , somethings can always be changed .

  This group of people returned to the castle, and when they were at the gate of the city, they were stopped by the Lannister family.

  "Duke Ned, have you found your daughter?"

  It was a handsome middle-aged man with blond hair and green eyes who spoke.

  He was wearing a set of intricately carved and enamelled white armor, which was as brilliant as the earth after the first snowfall. The white silver threads and clasps glistened in the sunlight. There was a gilded long sword with gorgeous patterns on his waist. A pure white cloak that symbolizes the identity of the Kingsguard hangs on the shoulders.

  Samwell knew that this person was Jaime Lannister, the eldest son of Duke Tywin, guardian of the west, twin brother of Queen Cersei, and one of the Seven Kingsguard.

  This person's biggest dream is to become a great and legendary knight like "Sowrd of Morning " Arthur Dayne. Unfortunately, fate is fickle and Jaime only got the title of "King Slayer" and became a disgrace to the knight .

  During the Robert's rebellion,it was this man who slew the monarch he swore to protect—

  "Mad King" Aerys Targaryen.

  "Yes." Duke Ned replied stiffly, and then walked into the castle, obviously not wanting to talk to the Kingslayer.

  "Wait a minute." Jaime stopped in front of Duke Ned, with a signature smile on his lips.

  Since becoming a "King Slayer", the knight's attitude towards life has become more and more inclined to be bad.

  Perhaps only his twin sister Cersei can make him care.

  Duke Eddard snorted softly: "What do you want? Kingslayer!"

  Jaime shrugged, pointing to Arya in Duke Eddard's arms, and said, "Your daughter hurt my nephew, don't I qualify to ask?"

  Duke Eddard's tone suddenly weakened: "Arya is still a child..." "

  "But Joffrey is a prince." Jaime emphasized, "Well, His Majesty is in the castle drawing room now, Let him escort you."

  Duke Ned recalled Samwell's reminder just now, hesitantly said:

  "It's just children fighting, don't make it so serious."

  "Master Ned, do you want to protect your daughter? "

  "It has nothing to do with cover-up, I just don't think it's necessary to disturb lords..."

  "You just don't dare to face the king and nobles." Jaime sneered, "It turns out that our King's Hand is like this."

"Is this the honour of you northerners ?"

  "Joffrey attacked me first!" Arya couldn't help shouting .

  "Shut up!" Duke Ned stopped his daughter, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed, "Okay, I'll go with you."

  Samwell shook his head secretly as he watched from behind.

  Another honest man who was trapped to death by the word "honour ".

  You are the Hand of the King! He could have just rushed in directly, "King Slayer" dare to stop you?

  Looking at Duke Ned who was going with James, Samwell sighed, disappointed in the king's hand.

  He could already predict what happened next.

  Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the queen fanned the flames, the prince and the villain sued, and the king was on the verge of riding a tiger. What was originally not a big event would become a rehearsal of the battle between lions and wolves.

  Is this the power of fate?

  Perhaps the so-called destiny is actually each person's own choice, and their choices all stem from their unchangeable personalities.

  Just like Arya Stark and Prince Joffrey, the characters of these two people are destined to conflict when they are together.

  As for Ned Stark, his character is also doomed that he can't play with a woman like Cersei, let alone other higher-level conspirators.

  Samwell suddenly rejoiced that he didn't expect the Hand of the King to help him in his plan, otherwise, he might be dragged down instead.

  Ned Stark is such an honest person, I'm afraid he really isn't suitable for this Game of Thrones.

  However, honest people are quite suitable to be allies, at least you don't have to worry about being betrayed by them.

  Therefore, Samwell felt that if he could help Duke Eddard, he should try his best. The friendship of the Stark family is still very useful, and the few "little wolves" are also people with great potential.

  [END]