As night falls, the banquet hall of the Dane Family Castle is lit with candles.

"Generous" Miss Natalie hosted a banquet for her distinguished guests.

Samwell deliberately put on the baronial gown that he had just arrived, the exquisite tailoring and the fine silk material highlighted his upright figure, the dress as a whole was solemn black, with the trimmed gold thread, and the red velvet ball, cold with nobility, serious and magnificent.

So when the young Baron Hawksbill walked into the hall, he immediately attracted a lot of fiery eyes.

If you think about it, this person has just achieved a brilliant victory, and the power that faintly controls Starfall City...... The aristocratic ladies present almost pounced directly.

"Sam!" Margaery Tyrell waved at the young baron.

The corners of Samwell's mouth turned up slightly, you know, this duchess's daughter would not have taken the initiative to greet her so unreservedly at a banquet before.

But after the Battle of Starfall, he could feel that Margaery's attitude was noticeably more cordial than before.

Of course, he also knows that he is still far from truly winning the favor of "Gaoting Rose".

Margaery's move was simply to woo a promising vassal.

"Miss Margaery." Samwell stepped forward and saluted, "Your beauty eclipses the stars tonight. ”

That's not bragging.

Tonight's Margaery is indeed very beautiful, she wore a dignified and elegant palace dress, the design of the waist and backless showed the charm of the girl within the right range, a drop-shaped amethyst necklace hung in front of her elegant and long neck, and the almost perfect delicate face with the eyes as smart as water, the noble, pure, and charming temperament was perfectly integrated.

Margaery smiled sweetly, and was about to return the salute to thank her, when she heard another voice in her ear:

"No one can overshadow the light of the stars, Sir Caesar."

Margaery turned her head and saw that Princess Arlene had come to her side at some point.

The princess of Dorne is wearing a crimson close-fitting dress, the whole person is like a burning flame, and her sexy eyes and graceful posture are enough to light a fire in the hearts of all men.

"Your Highness the Princess." Margaery instinctively felt threatened, "The one in front of you is no longer a sir, but a baron of Hawksbill Island, you can call Lord Baron, or Lord Caesar." ”

"Sam." Princess Arryne chose the most affectionate title, "You haven't met Lord Jon yet, have you?" Come, I'll take you. ”

As he spoke, he reached for Samwell's arm.

Samwell hurriedly took the opportunity to stop the passing waiter and dodged Arlene's hand without a trace, he took out three wine glasses from the waiter's tray, stuffed one of the two women in front of him, and said:

"Here, cheers for tonight's starlight!"

But when he drank the wine in his glass, he found that the two women in front of him were just holding wine glasses, looking at him with a smile.

Samwell cursed secretly, and was thinking about how to get out, when he saw a figure just walk in at the door - Natalie Dane.

"Hah! The host came, and I went to say hello. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for a response, and walked quickly to the door.

Natalie tonight is also dressed up, wearing a bright yellow dress and long skirt that looks noble and cute, but the little girl is obviously not used to this complicated and bloated dress, and her walking posture is a little stiff.

However, this youthfulness and the weakness in his eyes can easily arouse a man's desire to protect.

"Miss Natalie, your beauty eclipses the stars tonight." Samwell unashamedly repeated the words he had just touted Margaery.

"Mountain...... Master Caesar. Natalie saw Samwell as if she had seen a savior, but she still tried to remain reserved under the gaze of many eyes, "You are ...... tonight too." Well, radiant. ”

We'll have to find her a rhetoric teacher.

Samwell stretched out his arm for the little girl to hold onto and said:

"Let's go, let's go meet Master Jon. Also, next time remember, as a host, you should arrive early. ”

"Oh." Natalie muttered quietly, "I actually went to look for you first, but you weren't ......"

"What did you say?" Samwell didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing."

The two of them reached the center of the hall, where Duke Jon was talking with Earl Landau and Ser Alecken.

This was the first time Samwell had seen this old man, who could be called the most powerful old man in the Seven Kingdoms, and he only felt a little disappointed.

Because Duke Jon really has no king's hand, and the former prime minister has no momentum, just like an ordinary old man next door.

Moreover, I don't know if he is not in good health, or if he is too tired from the long journey, and he still needs the support of a maid.

Hey? That woman doesn't look like a maid.

"Who's the woman holding Duke Jon?" Samwell asked as he tilted his head into Natalie's ear.

"Oh, that's the Duchess."

Ryza Tully?

Samwell's face changed slightly, and he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Natalie asked, puzzled.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

Everyone looked back and was dumbfounded.

Because, there was a knight in full armor who walked into the banquet hall!

Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

The sound of heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts at once, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Especially when they saw the Armored Knight's eyes that looked like poisonous snakes.

However, no one dared to step forward to stop it, because the pattern of the scorching sun halberd on the chest of the armor had already announced the identity of the person who came-

"Red Viper" Prince Oberon Martell.

Boom!

Prince Oberon stood still about ten paces from Duke Jon and slammed his spear into the ground.

The spear was eight feet tall, taller than a man, and its leaf-like spearhead shimmered with a cold black light, and no one could doubt that it was covered with the poison that sealed the throat with blood.

"Jon Arryn!"

Prince Oberon shouted menacingly,

"Today, I'm going to take justice from the Martell family with my own hands!"

A loud voice echoed through the hall, drowning out the otherwise cheerful atmosphere in an instant.

Everyone was silent, stunned by Prince Oberon's actions.

Princess Aleen watched her uncle's actions, but did not step forward to stop them.

Because she had already learned of her uncle's plans.

In this upcoming negotiation, Dorn didn't really have any leverage, after all, they lost.

What you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get at the negotiating table.

And her father, Prince Dolang, does not plan to continue fighting, which makes the current situation of Dorne very awkward.

If the Riverbend knew about this, they would have suppressed Dorne at the negotiating table.

So, in order to show toughness and force Jon Arryn and the Riverwanes to make appropriate concessions, Prince Oberon orchestrated this "show".

Duke Jon looked at the menacing Prince Oberon, and his face did not change in the slightest.

The old prime minister straightened his waist suddenly, and finally showed his proper grandeur as the hand of the king who held the authority of the Seven Kingdoms.

Without fear, he took a few steps forward to meet Prince Oberon's gaze, and asked in an old but powerful voice:

"Oberon, what kind of fairness do you want?"

Prince Oberon raised his spear suddenly, and the black spearhead was pointed directly at Duke Jon:

"Thirteen years ago, you came to Dorne for the sake of the so-called peace, but forced our Martell family to swallow the bitter fruit of injustice, and today, you are here again, but this time, I will not easily succumb to your so-called peace!"

Duke Jon smiled slightly, "You haven't heard of my peace plan, how do you know it's unfair to Dorne?" ”

"Then tell me about your peace plan." Prince Oberon said coldly, "I hold a spear and armor, and I listen to you!" ”

Samwell looked at the scene in front of him, and also reflected why Prince Oberon acted in this play.

This "Red Viper" is deliberately putting on a crazy posture that refuses to give up.

In the face of such a dangerous madman, if Duke Jon wants to settle this dispute, I am afraid he will have to consider giving Dorne some dignity.

I have to say that Prince Oberon seems to be reckless, but in fact, he is not really brainless.

"Isn't the peace plan just about sitting down, cough cough, and talking together?" Duke Jon really began to try to reassure the armored knight in front of him, "Ahem, I actually have some ideas, ahem, I was about to follow, ahem, you said, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......ahem,

As he spoke, Duke Jon suddenly began to cough, and the more he coughed, the more he coughed, until at last he couldn't straighten up.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Madame Lysa hurriedly stepped forward to support her husband.

"Ahem, ahem...... I didn't ...... Ahem...... Affair...... cough cough cough ......"

"He's choking." Prince Oberon kindly reminded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Duke Jon suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground with a pop.

Madame Lysa let out a scream of horror, and she knelt beside her husband, shaking his body vigorously, and then suddenly raised her head, pointed at Prince Oberon, and shouted hoarsely:

"It's you! You hurt him! You poisoned him! ”

This sudden change was like a boulder smashing into the calm lake, and the banquet hall exploded in an instant.

But Samwell froze in place, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, he only felt a chill all over his body.

Shouts, screams, accusations, wailings...... It seemed to be extremely far away from him, as if it was separated by a world.

He watched Jon Arryn vomit blood, watched Earl Landau shout for the guards, watched Sir Alecon roar in anger, watched Prince Oberon try to explain, and watched Madame Lyza grief-stricken......

Seeing everyone frightened and angry, I don't know what to do......

The world is spinning, light and shadow are shattered, and the banquet hall seems to be a theatrical stage, filled with lifelike puppets.

Their movements were stiff, as if they were being pulled by invisible threads.

And in the darkness that the stage lights can't illuminate, a pair of gray-green eyes are quietly watching all this.

The deep fog obscured the aura of conspiracy, but there was still a mocking voice coming out, as if telling the biggest mystery of this game of thrones:

"Chaos is a ladder."

(End of chapter)