Chapter 36: Ned's Persistence

On the other side, when the gold cloaks arrived at the sword hall where Arya was, they found that Arya and Syrio had disappeared.

Of course, in order to pursue efficiency, they will not search one place at a time, but will split into two groups, one to look for Sansa and the other to look for Arya.

Jon, who was planning how to take Sansa away, suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"My Lords, who are you looking for?"

"You can't go in there, sir!"

"Get out of here! The man in the golden robe is here to arrest him!"

Jon realized that Cersei must have noticed it. Although everyone's attention was attracted by the golden robes outside, Sansa was still among the crowd.

As the noise outside grew closer, the waiters who were flowing like water in the dance party all froze.

When they saw the golden robes outside, they retreated to the edge of the banquet like leaves falling from a tree.

The hall, which originally had a good atmosphere, suddenly became empty.

The musicians stopped playing, and only surprised murmurs remained in the hall.

"What's going on? Why is the golden robe here?"

"Oh my god, that's a red robe! Her Majesty the Queen's guard."

Jon, who was always observing the situation in the hall, saw the fireplace not far away and suddenly came up with an idea.

While no one was paying attention, he pulled out a few burning firewood, threw it on the huge curtain, and shouted to everyone:

"Fire! Fire!"

Although the noble ladies were all happy to watch the fun, it was obvious that things were more lively on their side.

Soon, thick black smoke billowed out from the silk curtains. The hall, which had just been filled with the fragrance of flowers and wine, was immediately filled with the choking smell of burning protein.

The group of noble ladies with complicated hair accessories and cumbersome long skirts ran around like clumsy penguins, stumbling and falling down from time to time due to their limited mobility.

But soon the servants helped them up. The fire prevention measures here were very good, and the commotion would soon be over.

At this time, Sansa was also a little panicked. When she was in Winterfell before, she had only heard about the fire in the stables, but now facing the uncontrolled flames and smoke at such a close distance, she felt at a loss.

The noble ladies who had just been sitting next to her and constantly comforting her were now running away faster than the other.

"Oh my god, it's on fire!"

"You idiot! Take me away now!"

"Wait for me! Wait for me!"

Just when Sansa wanted to run with the others, a slender hand grabbed her arm. Then Sansa felt someone pinching the back of her neck. Her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

The fire was quickly put out, and the noble ladies' makeup was not even damaged.

But the gold cloaks who came to capture Sansa were depressed. After they verified the identities of them one by one, they found that there was no trace of Sansa at all.

"Is Lady Sansa here?"

"Has anyone seen Lady Sansa?"

The two leading palace guards asked loudly.

It is obvious that the only one who can control these palace guards now is Queen Cersei.

Although the noble ladies and gentlemen didn't know why Cersei was looking for him in such a high-profile manner, they still looked around.

"Sansa was here just now?"

"Elro, weren't you with Sansa just now?"

The palace guard realized that Sansa might have been taken away in the chaos, so he immediately left and prepared to report back to Cersei.

At this time, Jon, who was carrying Sansa at full speed, realized that the gate of King's Landing was most likely closed, so he went straight to the dragon's lair he had passed before.

Todd was sent to a place closer to the city gate to be ready to meet Jon at any time.

It was already before dawn.

The water vapor in the soil rose up, and dew gradually formed on the flowers and plants in front of me.

After a while, I vaguely felt that the atmosphere in the city seemed a little strange. Sure enough, I heard the door slam shut.

Although the doors were closed, there was no sign of Jon, so Todd placed his hope on the steel door.

Now, his attitude towards Jon has long since changed from suspicion and distrust at the beginning to admiration and respect.

Let me ask you, is there anyone in history who could bring a living person out of the heavily guarded Red Keep?

Not to mention the Red Keep, any fortress with a little fame would not be unable to guard even one person.

Even if he didn't bring anyone with him, just forcing himself to travel more than a thousand miles in such a short time is something that not everyone can do.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no news.

"Sir, the city gate is closed!"

A Northern soldier hurriedly reported to Ned, and everyone present felt uneasy.

"Wait a little longer."

Ned spoke, his voice still couldn't tell any emotion, but his expression showed his worry.

"Father, let me go to the city and see for myself. I am very powerful."

Arya sat next to Ned. Compared with Ned's tall body, she looked as thin as a kitten, but her little hand was tightly holding her small dagger, and she was sweating unconsciously.

Ned naturally wouldn't agree, he just put a hand on her little head and rubbed it.

At this time, Syrio came forward

"My Lord, I think we should leave as soon as possible."

"I know what you mean."

Syrio shook his head.

"Lord Stark, Jon told me before he let me take Arya away that your safety is the most important thing. Only if you are alive can many people live."

Arya felt somewhat dissatisfied with Syrio's "anxiety" to leave, and the other soldiers around her also looked at him with contempt.

"As long as you can reach the North safely, Lady Sansa and Jon will not be in any danger even if they are captured."

Of course Ned understood what he said, and the others also thought they understood what he meant. Hostages were safe most of the time.

But now Ned was worried about Jon.

Sansa is her own daughter, so if we have to talk about taking someone as a hostage, she is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

But the problem is that Jon, the hostage, is somewhat dispensable in comparison.

What if Cersei wants to chop off Jon's head as a threat, then how should he face Lyanna?

What's more, Jon had just saved himself.

"Wait until dawn, we'll leave at dawn!"

After much thought, Neds finally gave the order.