Three days later, on a sunny afternoon, Samwell met the team from the High Court on Eagle's Beak Island.

At the front of the line on horseback was a young man in shining armor, who looked somewhat like Loras Tyrell, the Knight of the Hundred Flowers, but a little fatter and more manly.

The armor has golden roses on its chest, but there are two of them, indicating that he is Garland Tyrelll, the second son of the Tyrells.

"Welcome to Hawksbill Island, Sir Garland." Samwell stepped forward and saluted.

"Sir Caesar!" Garland rolled over and dismounted, giving Samwell a hug rather warmly, "I've heard of your great victory, it's so exciting!" ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the Seven Gods." Samwell said modestly.

As he spoke, he saw a familiar figure in the middle of the carriage - Margaery Tyrellle.

The duchess's daughter wore a green dress today with a rose made of gold thread on her chest, her soft brown hair in a noble bun covered with a black silk hairnet embellished with diamonds, and a pair of drop-shaped gemstone earrings hanging from her ears, which matched the sapphires embedded in the ribbon collar around her throat.

"Sam!" Margaery called out to her knight affectionately.

"Miss Margaery!" Samwell hurried forward to salute, but as soon as he bent down, he noticed that a small, white, slender hand had reached him.

So, very gentlemanly, he imprinted a kiss on Margaery's finger.

"Quick! Tell us about your glorious battles! Margaery waved her little fists excitedly, as if she wanted to be there in person.

Samwell smiled slightly, and as he led the two inside, he began to tell the story of the previous battle.

Margaery is a good listener and always responds at the most opportune time, amazed, worried, nervous, uplifted...... Nothing could bother her.

Moreover, the look of adoration in the girl's eyes can make any man want to stop.

"What a good fight!" After listening to Samwell's account, Margaery concluded, "It should be the greatest victory of the Riverbend army since the War of the Raiders!" Garland, right? ”

"Yes." Garland nodded, obviously agreeing with his sister's assessment.

"Thanks to my father's command and Sir Alecken's support." Samwell said modestly.

"You're not bad." Margaery smiled, "I heard that it was Ling who led seven hundred cavalry to break down the Dorn's army, and I really want to see your heroic appearance at that time!" ”

"There's going to be a chance." Samwell leaned slightly, "As your knight, I'm always ready to charge for you." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Margaery's face grew sweeter.

Samwell led the two of them on a tour of their own territory, and since the castle had not yet been built, it looked a little shabby, and there was not much to see.

However, Margaery has always been in high spirits, and did not dislike Samwell's shabby territory at all, and warmly waved to the people in it, and even after entering the welfare home, she also asked people to distribute food to the elderly and children in the home, and personally talked to them to express condolences.

Noble identity, beautiful face, and kind posture...... It only took the duke's daughter one afternoon to completely conquer the people of Eagle's Beak Island.

Even the savages, who don't have much sense of belonging to the Bend, are willing to cheer for her, pray for her, and maybe fight for her.

It's no wonder that in the original book, not long after the girl went to King's Landing, she made the most prosperous city in Westeros fall in love with her charm.

Samwell watched all this from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, some people are indeed naturally easily loved by the people.

As for whether Margaery's gesture came from her heart or deliberately to win people's hearts, it doesn't really matter.

Her dedication is real, and the people's love for her is also real.

In this hierarchical world, how many aristocrats can really bend down and talk to the people at the bottom like her?

Samwell couldn't even ask himself, although he came from a more egalitarian world and had always tried to provide good living conditions for his people, but he really wanted him to sit in the middle of a group of low-level people who couldn't speak their words and smelled all over their bodies, and talk to them cordially...... He really didn't have that patience.

As night fell, Samwell hosted a grand bonfire dinner for two distinguished guests.

Margaery was undoubtedly the protagonist of the banquet, and she could even make almost all the people of Hawksbill Island sing the "Song of the Seven Gods" together.

You know, since Samwell didn't force the people to convert, there were quite a few people who believed in other gods.

However, under the influence of the charm of the duke's daughter, it seems that even the estrangement of faith is no longer a problem.

"Sam." Margaery drank a lot of brandy, her little face was flushed, and she was very beautiful in the light of the fire, "It's so hot, accompany me to the beach." ”

"It's my pleasure."

The two moved away from the crowd and on a secluded beach.

From time to time, the cool sea water gushed up, driving away the dryness of the campfire feast.

"Thank you, Sam."

"You're welcome, Miss Margaery. I'm also worried about poor hospitality. ”

"I'm not talking about that." Margaery shook her head, "I mean the bend wanderers. ”

Samwell suddenly said, "You don't have to be polite about this, but I promised you that I would make them live a good life." ”

"You are an upright knight, and a wise lord." Margaery said seriously, "It is the greatest luck of those river wanderers and those wild people to be your lord. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. However, I do think they might prefer you to be their lord. ”

Margaery chuckled, "I can't protect them from the enemy, and it's up to you, brave knight." Oh, I almost forgot. It's time to change your name. ”

So saying, Margaery took out a piece of parchment with the wax of the golden rose seal from her bosom, and said to Samwell with a grin:

"Get down on your knees, my knight."

Samwell was immediately aware of what was about to happen, and although he had expected this day, his heart was pounding.

Of course, he would not say that his castle was not yet built, and immediately fell on one knee before Margaery.

"I, Margaery Tyrell, daughter of Mace Tyrellle, in the name of Governor of Riverbend, Warden of the South, Duke of the High Court, canonize Samwell Caesar as Baron of Eagle's Beak, and from this day on, Caesar's family is the hereditary Baronial family of Riverlands."

Margaery handed the letter of appointment to Samwell and said with a smile:

"Get up, Baron Hawkspew. Plus, your baron's ring, stamps, dress suits, and other items are in the box, so be sure to grab them. There is also a family coat of arms and a clan language, if you think about it, you can always tell me......"

Samwell didn't bother to care about the dress heraldry at this time, but stared at his attribute panel tightly, and at this moment, it really changed a lot:

Character: Samwell Caesar

Title: Baron (+1)

Territory: Hawksbill Island

Vassal: Lucas Dayne (Knight)

Power: 4.44

Dexterity: 1.25

Spirit: 2.17

Charge: 1/100

(End of chapter)