High Court.

Walking through the garden of golden roses, Dickon Tully raised his hand for the seventh time to straighten his collar.

The housekeeper who led the way saw the young man's nervousness, and comforted him with a smile:

"Sir Deacon, don't be nervous, this is not an official meeting. The Duke was not there, only Lady Olenna and the girls of the Tyrells were having afternoon tea. ”

Deacon seemed even more nervous when he heard this.

In fact, he would rather face the Duke of Metz than Lady Olena, known as the "Queen of Thorns", he always felt that there seemed to be a thorn in the other party's eyes.

If only my father had been there.

The boy thought to himself.

Walking through the garden, the two passed by a martial arts training ground, and Deacon saw that there were more than a dozen men training inside.

He recognized Galan Tyrell at a glance, the second duke's second son, who was alone in the face of the trio's attack with a shield embroidered with golden roses.

Deacon was so excited that he seemed to want to compete with the other party.

But alas, he now represents Count Randolph Tully.

He must be dignified.

The boy sighed, withdrew his gaze, and continued to follow the butler.

The two walked across a false bridge and came to a spacious pavilion where a dozen noble ladies were chatting and drinking tea.

Deacon tried not to stiffen the smile on his face and nodded in acknowledgment to the oncoming glances.

"Sir Deacon!"

Deacon saw the daughter of the noble and beautiful duke, Miss Margaery Tyrell, smiling towards him.

She was dressed in a long green silk dress, wearing a rose ornament made of gold thread on her chest, and her brown eyes shone with a smart brilliance that made him dare not look directly.

"Miss Margaery." Deacon hurriedly lowered his head.

She's so pretty.

He felt that his face must be red by now.

No, I'm representing Earl Landau, the Tully family......

The teenager struggled to calm himself down.

"Come, Deacon, Grandmother is waiting for you. We have great news for you. ”

"Great news?" Suspicious, Dickon led Margaery to the old woman at the head of the long table.

"Sit down, kid." Lady Olenna gave Deacon a brief smile, "Don't you wonder why we women have afternoon tea and want to invite you to participate?" ”

Dickon stiffened on the edge of his chair and said, "I suppose it must be for the good news that Miss Margaery just said?" ”

"Not bad. Word came from Hawksbill Island that her father and brother had defeated the army of Dorne in Starfall City. ”

"Really?" Deacon almost jumped up in excitement and waved his arms a few times.

"Yes." Margaery placed a plate of cottage cheese in front of Deacon and personally brought him a cup of flower tea, and said, "And the army of Dorne has been defeated by nearly 20,000!" I haven't seen such a big victory in years. ”

Deacon's breathing became even more rapid.

At this time, he really wanted to fly to Starfall City, and also charged with his father and brother.

"Sometimes I envy Randolph Tully." Lady Olenna lamented, "There are two wonderful sons. ”

Deacon hurriedly replied, "Your children are also very good......"

"Huh!" Lady Olenna sneered and said, "I don't know what virtues my son has?" Sometimes I really want to hit him with a big wooden spoon so that I can pour all kinds of wisdom and thought into that fat head. ”

Deacon's smile grew stiffer, and he didn't know what to do with it.

"Grandmother." Fortunately, Margaery relieved him, "Watch your words, or Sir Deacon will think we are a bunch of weirdos." ”

"He'll think we're a bunch of funny people." Lady Olenna looked at Deacon, "Isn't that right?" ”

Deacon nodded hurriedly.

He was about to say something in praise of the Duke of Metz to ease the embarrassment, but before he could speak, Lady Olena added:

"And I'm right. My son is an idiot, don't you all call him 'Inflatable Fish-sama' in private? I thought it was appropriate, and he should have made an inflatable fish his coat of arms, and put a crown on the fish's head, so that he might be satisfied.

And his father was also an idiot. Yes, I'm talking about my husband, although I love him very much, he is kind-hearted, and he is good in bed, but he just has no brains......"

Deacon felt only a wave of vertigo.

Lady Olenna's words made his face feverish and his heart beat faster, and her words were so fast and rapid that he could not breathe, let alone think.

Just as he was at a loss, Deacon suddenly heard Lady Olenna's words change sharply, and asked coldly:

"By the way, I've heard a lot of people say that your brother was also an idiot, is that true?"

"Brother, he used to be very ......" Deacon was startled and quickly closed his mouth.

How could he speak ill of his brother in front of outsiders.

Deacon was secretly ashamed.

"What was your brother before?" Margaery asked.

When she laughed, it was like a sea of flowers in the middle of summer, making Deacon even more dizzy.

"Brother, he...... He ......"

"Don't be afraid of children." Lady Olenna patted Deacon with her dry hand, "There's nothing that can't be said here, and no one will spread it after that, you see I don't even scold my husband and son." Don't hesitate, just say whatever you want, there are few people in this world who are not idiots, there is nothing bad to say. ”

Deacon had no choice but to be honest: "Actually, my brother is not stupid, but he didn't like to fight with people before, and he didn't want to be trained as a knight, so he always made my father angry." ”

Lady Olenna's eyes flashed, she smiled slightly, and said:

"You're from Bright Water City this time, right?"

"Yes."

"Allister Floren, that old guy is all right?"

"My grandfather is in good health, thank you for your concern."

"I guess so." Lady Olenna turned on the poisonous tongue mode again, "You know, the more grumpy the guys, the better their health. Just like me, I say what is not pleasing to the eye, and I never hold it back in my heart. Allister too, he must have cursed the Tyrells in front of you, right? ”

Deacon hurriedly shook his head.

Lady Olena sneered, apparently unconvinced: "It's strange if there isn't! I don't even know how many times I've heard him say that Florent's lineage can be traced back to Flores 'the Fox', daughter of 'Green Hand' Garth, who is closer to the Gardener King than the Tyrells, and that they, not Tyrrell, should have inherited the High Court ...... in the first place."

Deacon began to get dizzy again.

He found that the clothes on his back were soaked, and he was more tired than fighting a few words with the old lady.

In a daze, he suddenly heard Lady Olenna ask again coldly:

"What conditions did your father give Florent this time to get them to agree to send troops?"

"Father promised to let my brother marry ......," Deacon said halfway through his words, and quickly shut up, as if realizing that he had said something that he had said again.

"Marry whom?" Margaery asked, smiling.

Deacon looked down and didn't dare look her eyes.

"Elo Florent, huh?" Lady Olenna laughed.

Deacon hurriedly took the opportunity to drink tea to cover his face with a teacup.

It's a pity that in front of the old and spicy "Queen of Thorns", this young boy can't hide anything at all.

Lady Olena's eyes were cold, and she said with deep meaning: "It seems that I guessed correctly, congratulations, your Tully family is going to be close to the Florentine family." ”

Deacon didn't know how to respond, and his face was flushed like a ripe pomegranate.

"Madame, I ...... I'd like to go and make it easier......"

Lady Olenna looked at the poor child and smiled, "All right, go ahead." ”

Deacon stood up and saluted, then fled.

(End of chapter)