After Prince Oberon left, the crowd dispersed.

Samwell had just left the door when he was stopped by Earl Landau.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Count Landau nodded, motioning for his son to come with him.

The two came to a small room next to them, closed the door, and said to the Count of Landau:

"One thing I want to tell you, in order to get the Florent family to agree to send troops to support, I have promised Count Allister that after this battle, you will marry his eldest granddaughter, Elo Florent."

Samwell frowned when he heard this.

Why do so many people want to marry their own girl to me?

First there is Yangwu City, then there is Qingting Island, and now there is a Liangshui City......

Am I so sought-after?

Although the Florentine family was a good marriage partner, Samwell really didn't want to marry a girl he hadn't even met, and this girl was still his cousin by blood.

What's more, he has even greater ambitions......

"Ahem, father, how old is that Miss Elo?"

Count Landau thought for a moment and said, "I remember being twelve years old. ”

Samwell rolled his eyes.

That's my underage cousin, father, you're really punished!

"It's a little small......

"I didn't let you get married right away." Count Landau seemed to see his son's reluctance, and frowned and said, "Get engaged first, and when she comes to menarche, you will get married." ”

What a tiger and wolf word this is!

Samwell felt that although he had been in this world for a year, he still couldn't adapt to the way of thinking of these great lords.

"No......," Samwell said reluctantly, "or some other way to compensate the Florentons, how about brandy?" ”

After all, the Florent family made a big effort this time, and he was really embarrassed to refuse others directly.

Count Landau stared at his son for a long time: "Why don't you want to marry Elo?" Afraid she's not pretty? You don't have to worry about this, I've seen it for you, a very cute little girl. ”

"Don't give some gold dragons anymore, and deduct it from my share of the war reparations." Samwell continued to discuss.

"Why so reluctant? Do you have any other admiration? Earl Landau seemed to understand something when he thought of his son's intimacy with the girl from the Dane family, "It can't be Natalie Dane, right?" ”

What's that?

Without waiting for Samwell to refute, Earl Landau actually nodded thoughtfully: "Natalie is actually a good marriage partner, marrying her can give you better control over Starfall City and High Hidden City." ”

Samwell decisively shut his mouth.

He thought it seemed good to let his father misunderstand him like this, otherwise he really wanted to say that he wanted to marry the daughter of the Duke of High Court, but he was afraid that Count Landau would scold him for being delusional.

"Okay." After some consideration, Count Landau decided to support his son's idea, "Then you can go after Natalie, as for the little girl of the Florentine family, I will let your brother marry you for you." ”

Samwell breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Yes, Father. I'm sure Deacon will be very happy. ”

……

Night falls.

Samwell finished his dinner and was strolling back to his room.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling the silent courtyard.

Samwell walked down the gravel-paved winding path, bowing his head in contemplation.

"Hey, Sam."

A crisp voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and Samwell stopped, only to find a plump girl sitting on a hanging chair in the courtyard, swinging, her long black hair swaying in the wind, and her charming face facing the moonlight, which was even more seductive.

"Princess Arlene." Samwell smiled politely, "I didn't expect you to be so interested." ”

"Would you like to sit down?" Princess Arrene warmly extended the invitation, and moved to the side of the sling chair to signal that Samwell could sit next to her.

"Still don't need to."

"Isn't it crowded?" Princess Arrene grinned and said, "Then I can sit on you." ”

"Nope." Samwell was unmoved, "I'm worried that the swing won't be able to support the weight of two people. ”

Princess Aleen rolled her eyes: "Are you river bend men so puzzled?" ”

Samwell clasped his hands to his chest and sneered, "Are you Dorne women so bohemian? ”

Who knew that Princess Alen actually smiled and nodded: "Yes, the hot weather and hot diet make the Dorne men grumpy, the Dorne women wild and debauched, and our veins flow with fire peppers and hot wine, which makes us unable to control ourselves." ”

She licked her rosy lips and added in an extremely seductive tone, "Especially in bed." ”

Samwell's Adam's apple rolled a little, to say that he was not moved, it was impossible, in the face of such a stunner, no man would not be moved.

But he knew very well that this was a woman who was very good at controlling men with carnal desires.

What's more, now that the two are in a hostile state, even with the head below, she can figure it out, she must have bad intentions.

"Then you can try a colder bed." Samwell leaned over, "Good night, Your Highness Princess." ”

Seeing that Samwell was really leaving, Princess Arrene suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly shouted:

"Stop! Samwell Caesar! ”

"What else do you have? Arrene Namelos Martell. ”

Princess Aleen jumped off the swing and walked over to Samwell, who was not tall enough to look up at the man, but it wasn't all bad for her, as it allowed her to show off her boobs to the fullest.

Seeing that the man really deliberately avoided his gaze, Princess Alyne smiled proudly: "I have a proposal for resolving the current dispute between Riverbend and Dorne. ”

"What proposal?" The rich scent of Miyi flowers came to his nose, and Samwell had to admit that it smelled good.

In addition, there is also a smell of wine, and it seems that this princess of Dorne has just drunk it.

"It's simple." Princess Aleen smiled brightly, "I'll marry you." ”

Clams?

Samwell really can't complain, why do they all have to marry themselves?

Could it be that my charm is so unstoppable?

He thought to himself.

However, this woman is beautiful, but he will never marry.

Too dangerous, too troublesome, and too debauched.

Seeing that the man did not react, Princess Arleen immediately raised her eyebrows and asked:

"What's the matter with you? Shouldn't you be ecstatic that a Dorne Duke is going to marry you? ”

Samwell glanced at her and said calmly:

"Your Highness, Prince Daolang will not agree to this marriage."

The light in Princess Arlen's eyes suddenly dimmed: "You're right, my father really won't agree. ”

She gritted her teeth and said, "Wald Frey, Gales Rosby, Ben Bisbury...... The fiancés my father chose for me were always these dying old men! I don't understand, I don't understand why he hates me so much! ”

Samwell knew why.

Prince Doran had actually arranged a secret marriage contract for Princess Arleen, preparing to marry her to the former prince of the dynasty, Viserys Targaryen, who was still in exile on the other side of the Narrow Sea. That's why I used these old and decayed objects to perfunctory my daughter, because I knew that she would refuse.

In this way, she can avoid marrying someone else early and breaking the secret marriage contract.

Poor Princess Aleen has been kept in the dark, thinking that her father hates her and even wants to strip her of her inheritance.

Samwell, of course, wouldn't tell the girl in front of him these secrets, after all, he couldn't explain how he knew.

Did you say it was in a book?

Princess Aleen was not overly immersed in grief, and she quickly regained her head, looked at Samwell with blazing eyes, and said:

"Sam, I'll give you a baby!"

(End of chapter)