Walking into the room, Samwell felt only a rush of heat in his face.

It was hot Dorne, and now the servants had lit the fireplace.

But even so, the blazing heat could not bring warmth to Duke Jon, and he was still shivering with a pale face, purple lips, and a thick quilt covering his body.

"Lord Duke, what else do you have to explain?" Margaery came to the bed with a sad look on her face, leaned over and asked.

But the Duke of Jon did not look at her, but stared at the door, until he saw the figure of Prince Oberon, and then said hoarsely:

"Oberon ......"

Hearing the name, Lady Lysa, who was crying by the bedside, jumped up like an electric shock and shouted:

"Get out! Who let you in! You murderer! Get out! Get out! ”

Seeing that the scene was about to mess up again, Samwell shouted:

"Quiet!"

Madame Lyza stared at the young baron with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe that he was yelling at herself.

Without waiting for her to speak again, Samwell hurriedly said, "Everyone, please be quiet, Lord Duke is talking." ”

Sure enough, after everyone quieted down, they heard Duke Jon's voice:

"My ...... Madame is tired...... Take her down...... Rest ......"

"Jon! What are you talking about? Lysa cried and threw herself on the bed, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to stay with you all the time!" ”

Duke Jon seemed to be saying something again, but it was all drowned out by his wife's shrill wailing.

Samwell spoke again, and said to the knights of the Arryn family:

"You have all heard the Duke's order, why are you still stunned? Madame Lysa is too grief-stricken, so let her go down and rest first. ”

The knights looked at each other, and finally stepped forward to take Lady Lysa away.

"Mother! Mother! Let go of my mother! The duke's son began to cry again.

So Samwell spoke again and told the knights to simply take him with him.

The room finally fell silent.

Duke Jon threw a grateful look at Samwell before turning to the door, "Oberon...... Come here......"

Prince Oberon, under the watchful gaze of the knights of the riverbend, came to the bedside and tried to speak in the most sincere tone:

"Believe me, Master Jon, I will never poison you!"

"I ...... Trust you......"

Prince Oberon was overjoyed when he heard this, he was about to despair, but he didn't expect the Duke to say such a thing.

Duke Jon stared into Prince Oberon's eyes and said intermittently:

"Back then...... I owe you a fair ...... Right now...... Give it back to you...... But...... I hope...... You can give it to me too...... What I want...... Peace ......"

Prince Oberon understood what Duke Jon meant, and his face changed.

He suddenly remembered that when he was greeted on the docks, he had mocked Lord Jon for only making others the price of peace.

At that time, Duke Jon responded that he could also die for peace.

Prince Oberon didn't believe it at all, until now.

Although he himself knew that he hadn't poisoned at all, did Duke Jon really know?

Even his own nieces couldn't believe his innocence, let alone anyone else.

But Duke Jon chose to pardon him.

Just to keep the situation in Dorne from collapsing.

Prince Oberon had been rebellious all his life and had rarely admired anyone, but now, looking at the dying king's hand in front of him, a wave of respect rose in his heart irrepressibly.

"Okay, I promise you."

Duke Jon breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes searched the crowd again, until he saw Natalie cowering behind Samwell:

"Nata......

"The Duke called you." Samwell pushed the little girl to the bed.

"Lord Duke." Natalie did not dare to approach Prince Oberon.

But Prince Oberon said in a deep voice, "Kneel." ”

"Huh?" The little girl was startled.

It wasn't until Samwell whispered in her ear that she timidly knelt down before Prince Oberon.

"I, Oberon Martell, brother of Doran Martell, in the name of the Sun Halberd, recognize the inheritance of Natalie Dayne, daughter of Ashhara Dayne, to Starfall City, and from this day forward, you will become a vassal of the Martel family, Lord of Starfall City."

When Natalie heard this, she realized that she had finally been officially recognized by the Martell family and became the Earl of Starfall City, and she was still in a dream for a while.

Natalie...... Miss ......"

Hearing Duke Jon's voice, Natalie quickly turned her head: "Lord Duke, what else do you command?" ”

"Please don't ...... Block...... Martell...... Clan...... of the two ...... Guest...... Leave ......"

Natalie nodded hurriedly: "Okay, Lord Duke, I won't embarrass the two guests of the Martell family"

Hearing this, Duke Jon relaxed, as if he had finally fulfilled his wish.

"Please let ...... My Lady...... And children...... Come in......"

Everyone hurriedly retreated, allowing Lady Lyza and her son to come in and say their final goodbyes to Duke Jon.

Crying filled the room again.

Samwell looked at the old duke on the bed with a complicated expression, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He knew that Duke Jon's move just now was to settle this dispute, but also to eliminate possible conflicts in the future.

Perhaps the old duke has realized that he has become a pawn of some conspirators to stir things up, or maybe he knows nothing but knows that he must do it.

Even if it was possible to let his "murderer", Prince Oberon, go unpunished, he would have to do so.

Only in this way can the dispute between Riverbend and Dorne be quelled, and no greater conflict will break out, or even destabilize the situation of the Seven Kingdoms.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" Margaery's voice rang in my ears, "Lord Duke seems to be saying something again." ”

The crowd fell silent again, and at last they heard Duke Jon's faint voice repeating:

“…… As high as ...... Glory...... As high as ...... Glory ......"

As High As Honor.

This is the language of the family of Arryn.

It is also the persistence of this old duke's life.

Samwell suddenly thought that what Duke Jon had been repeating before his death in the original book were four other words-

"Race Toughness".

When he first read the book, he was actually very puzzled, why didn't Duke Jon tell the truth directly when he had the opportunity to tell the truth before he died, and his queen cheated and gave birth to three children who were not his real heirs, but he left these riddle-like four words.

Now he finally understood.

Duke Jon couldn't bear to ruin the glory he had held on for half his life.

If he had told the truth directly, with King Robert's fiery personality, he would have killed the queen and the three children of iniquity, and even led his troops to attack the western frontier.

And Duke Tywin of the Westside will be tied?

One is not good, that is, the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms, and the people are not happy.

Therefore, in the original book, Duke Jon would rather take this secret to the grave - even if it was because of this secret - he could not bear to see the situation in the Seven Kingdoms, which he had worked so hard to support, collapse.

It is the same now, even if he thinks that Prince Oberon is most likely the murderer of his own murderer, he must spare this person in exchange for peace.

That's what Duke Jon is holding, that's his glory.

Although in Samwell's opinion, this peace may not be as Lord Jon wants.

Now the situation in the seven countries seems to be calm, but in fact, there has long been an undercurrent underneath.

There are exiled members of the Targaryen royal family who are always thinking about reclaiming the Iron Throne, and there are careerists from all walks of life fanning the flames to fear that the world will not be chaotic.

The Duke of Tywin in the Westlands is ambitious to return to King's Landing, Prince Dorne is thinking about revenge and even restoring the Targaryen dynasty, the nobles of the Riverlands are already dissatisfied with being pushed out of the core of power, and the Duke of Lanli in the Stormlands has long coveted the Iron Throne, although he is the king's own brother.

And in the basic plate of the Baratheon Dynasty - the Fish, Wolf, Deer and Eagle Alliance, the Duke of the Fish Family Horst Tully has been terminally ill and dying, and the Duke of Eddard Stark of the Wolf Family adheres to the separatist tendency of the people of the North, and does not want to pay attention to the affairs south of the neck at all, the Deer brothers are not aligned, and the boss Robert Baratheon himself is a king who does not care about anything.

The central figure who has really maintained this new dynasty, and even the pillar that supports the rule of the Iron Throne, is the Eagle of the Vale, the Hand of the King, and the Duke of Jon Arryn.

If he dies here, the situation in the Seven Kingdoms will immediately become shaky.

"Littlefinger" Petyr Berish's blow really hit the nail on the head.

“…… High...... As...... Glory ......"

Duke Jon kept repeating the words.

It is a pity that he regarded glory above all else all his life, and in the end he was assassinated in the most dishonorable way.

And the peace he had fought so hard to maintain during his lifetime would probably fall apart with his death.

In the game of thrones, there is no place for glory after all.

"High as glory!"

Duke Jon let out a high, resounding sound, and then, utterly, fell silent.

This was followed by the cries of Lady Lyza and her infant son, Robert.

The nobles were sad and bowed down to mourn.

Master Gilmour turned and walked out of the room, walking briskly to the aviary.

Not long after, ravens fluttered their wings and flew into the night sky, scattering in all directions.

They will spread the news of the death of the Hand of the King, Lord Jon Arryn, throughout the Seven Kingdoms.

Black wings, black message.

The moonlit summer sea is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the stars in the night sky, like the eyes of the gods, watching the vicissitudes of the world coldly and indifferently.

They alone have remained unchanged.

Stepping out of the room filled with heat and sorrow, Samwell stood for a long time in the gloomy courtyard, but his mind was not the subtle calculations of some conspirator, nor the war and blood that was about to sweep the Seven Kingdoms, but the mourning of Duke Jon before he died.

The proverbs that the old man had interpreted all his life overwhelmed the murmur of all conspiracies, resounded through the starry sky, and did not disperse for a long time—

"High as glory."

(End of Volume 1)

The first volume is over, sprinkle flowers!!

In the past two days, there will be two more changes, and Rong Radish will sort out the outline of the next volume.

(End of chapter)