"What? Assemble in Black Harbour?"

As soon as Samwell had settled his soldiers, he received a new order.

"Yes, the king has ordered that tomorrow morning, we will assemble in Black Harbor City." The herald repeated it once, then turned and left.

"Black Harbor is clearly a wiser choice." Todd Fohua commented, "It's almost an open-air toilet here."

That being said, yes, Samwell still wants to dig up dragon eggs.

"Okay, rest early today, and leave early tomorrow morning." Samwell commanded, and then secretly decided to take a look at the ruins of the Summer Hall tonight.

After a hurried dinner, it was already dark.

Samwell sends away his clingy brother and walks alone to the ruins of the Summer Hall.

The sky was dark tonight, the air was unbearably hot, and it felt like it was going to rain.

The Targaryen family's summer residence was built near the lake, backed by a hill, and it was a place with excellent scenery, but unfortunately after a fire, only charred ruins remained, and because of its proximity to the lake, it was now stinking, let alone people, Samwell walked all the way, and he didn't even see a wild animal.

However, just as he was about to start a search in the ruins, he suddenly heard a cough.

"Who?"

"Barristan Selmy." An old voice came from the shadows, "Who are you?"

"Samwell Caesar." Samwell didn't expect to run into the captain of the Kingsguard, but he could only talk to the other party with patience.

Barristan took a few steps closer, recognized the young jousting champion, and smiled:

"Master Caesar, you can't sleep?"

"yes." Samwell looked at the oldest white knight and couldn't help but ask, "Lord Barristan, were you there when the tragedy in the Midsummer Hall happened?"

"Nope. I'm not here." Barristan's eyes flashed with sadness, "I'm actually a knight knight by King Aegon V, but I joined the Kingsguard in the white robe that was put on me by the successor Jahaerys II after the fire of the Summer Hall. I can't help but think that if I had been here, I might have been able to save the king who had canonized me."

"And do you know how that fire got out of control?" Samwell tentatively asked, "I've heard quite a few conspiracies."

"Aegon V is indeed always surrounded by intrigues. The king, who was called 'unfit to be king', was too merciful and too willful, and he himself married the woman he loved, and allowed his sons to love freely, which angered many great nobles, and enmity and betrayal ensued. It all ended in the fire in the Summer Hall."

Barristan was vague, and Samwell didn't know if the other party deliberately didn't want to reveal the king's secrets, or if he himself didn't know the details.

"So, are you here today to remember Aegon V?"

"Yes, but maybe it's more in memory of Prince Rhaeggar. He was born in the fire, and he always liked to come here. Every time he came, he would take the harp, under the stars and moon, among the ruins, playing the music he had composed, lamenting the dawn, the tears and the ...... of the departed king"....

Samwell found that the seemingly serious captain of the Kingsguard was so talkative, and the conversation box was a little out of tune as soon as it was opened.

"By the way, Lord Caesar." Barristan suddenly remembered something and asked, "I heard you found Miss Ashara of the Dane family from the Crimson Mountains?"

"Yes." Samwell also remembered that Asharah was the goddess that the White Knight secretly admired, "Do you know Miss Ashara?"

"Know." The old knight was a little shy, "I saw Earl He'an at the tournament in Harrenhal on the shores of Lake God's Eye, and I saw her at that conference. She was the maiden companion of Princess Elia of Dorne, and I still remember her purple eyes......

Samwell smiled gossipy, "Did you invite her to dance?"

Barristan laughed, shook his head, and said:

"Me

He is the white knight of the Royal Guard, who has vowed not to marry for life, so why bother himself. However, if I had to do it again, I would have done my best to win the championship in the spear contest and give Miss Ashara the garland laurel that symbolizes the 'Queen of Love and Beauty'. Maybe then the series of tragedies that follow will not happen."

Yes, if Prince Rhaegar hadn't won the championship in that tournament, he wouldn't have given the garland to Robert's fiancée, and the subsequent war of the garlanders might not have happened.

"You can come to Starfall City if you have time, Miss Ashara is there now, and she has a lovely daughter named Natalie." Samwell sent out the invitation.

"I've heard that girl is now the Earl of Starfall City." Barristan glanced at Samwell, "Thanks to your help."

"Just a small help." Samwell humbled a word, and then tried to extract more secrets from the chatty old man's mouth, "By the way, Lord Barristan, do you know why Miss Ashara committed suicide by jumping into the sea back then?"

"It's because she can't accept the news that her brother 'Dawn Excalibur, Sir Arthur Dayne's death."

Samwell shrugged: "I've heard this reason come true, but I always feel a little far-fetched, my brother died in battle, and no matter how sad my sister is, she won't jump into the sea."

Barristan was silent for a moment before he said, "That year in Harrenhal, there was a northerner who tarnished Miss Ashara's reputation, and then I heard that she was stillborn a baby girl, and I think it may have something to do with it."

Samwell had heard this before, and he had guessed that Barristan was talking about a northerner who was one of Duke Eddard Stark and his brother Brandon Stark, and he preferred Brandon, an honest man like Duke Eddard would not be able to do such a thing.

But then an idea popped him up, and he asked, "Lord Barristan, where did you hear that Miss Ashara had given birth to a baby girl?"

"From Princess Elia's maid."

So it's just hearsay.

Samwell's eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought, could it be that the baby girl survived back then?

If so, then there is a reasonable explanation for Ashara's suicide by jumping into the sea, not only because of the death of her brother in battle, but also because of the grief of her lover's murder and the unresolved anxiety of her daughter's identity. ….

Ashara was supposed to hide the baby girl before claiming that it was stillborn, and then she would find a pick-up man - most likely Eddard Stark, an honest man, to legalize her daughter's identity.

Unfortunately, her hopes were dashed.

After Brandon Stark was killed by the Mad King, Eddard Stark had to complete the marriage with the Tully family in place of his brother, and naturally it was impossible to take over again.

Under all these blows, Ashara may be disheartened, and at the same time, in order not to damage the family's reputation, she committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

However, Samwell further thought of another possibility -

Could Ashara's jumping into the sea just a smoke bomb?

Could she have taken her illegitimate daughter and hid in the Crimson Mountains?

Pick-up man replaced by a savage?

If you think about it, it's really possible.

Because Natalie doesn't seem to have inherited a bit of a savage's physical traits at all.

The wildlings in the Crimson Mountains are generally short in stature and dark-skinned, while Natalie is tall and fair-skinned, with the purple eyes of House Dain and the dark brown hair of House Stark.

Moreover, Ashara converted to the Old Gods, which is the faith of the people of the North.

Although it is possible that the Raven tribe believes in the old gods, it is also possible that she wants to use it to remember her dead lover.

The more Samwell thought about it, the more likely it became.

If that's the case, then Natalie will be two or three years older than she claims to be.

It turns out that the little girl is already an adult, why is she still stupid.

"Master Caesar." Barristan hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage to say, "Please help me bring a greeting to Miss Ashara and tell her,

There is also a knight watching over her, asking her not to think about suicide easily."

"Okay, I'll help you get it on."

Barristan thanked him again, then turned and walked away from the ruins.

Samwell watched as the other man's figure disappeared into the darkness before he regained his mind, threw away the messy thoughts, and returned to his original plan.

The ruins were so big that he couldn't have dug them all up alone.

Fortunately, Samwell already had a solution, and in the secret passage of King's Landing Red Keep, he found that the greatsword [Dawn] would react when it approached the keel.

So, when [Dawn] gets close to the dragon egg, will there be a similar reaction?

With this conjecture in mind, Samwell slowly pulled out the giant sword behind his back, allowing the milky white blade to glow with a subtle fire.

Then, he pressed the giant sword to the ground and walked back and forth through the ruins, carefully observing the changes in the fire on the sword's body.

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and it seemed that it was really going to rain.

Samwell endured the pervasive stench and searched every piece of ruin.

Time passed slowly, the light became darker and darker, and the dark sky seemed to be splashed with black ink, and even the starlight could not penetrate it.

Samwell searched almost every corner of the ruins, but still found nothing.

Isn't this method useful?

Or has the dragon egg been poached?

However, it is indeed possible that it has been poached, after all, Aegon V did not deliberately keep it secret when he came with the dragon egg, and there were many survivors of the fire.

But you've got to keep one for me.

Samwell continued unrelentingly.

Boom –

A thunderclap exploded in his ears, but Samwell's eyes lit up.

Because the fire on the sword body just now suddenly changed slightly.

Overjoyed, Samwell ignored the raindrops falling from the sky and immediately began to clean up the rubble and clods under his feet.

Bang!

The thunder is getting louder and louder, and the night rain is getting heavier.

Samwell's mood grew more and more excited.

Because as he continued to dig under the ruins, the fire of the giant sword [Dawn] in his hand became brighter and brighter!

There really are dragon eggs!

Boom Boom!

In a series of thunderous sounds, the frenzied silver snake crawled all over the pitch-black sky.

Under the electric light, among the ruins of Midsummer Hall, Samwell held an oval-shaped "stone" in his hand and laughed.

The surface of the "stone" is as pale as snow, covered with fine and sharp spiral scales, and Samwell can feel its temperature in his hand!

It is as if there is an ancient life that has been dormant for a long time, waiting for someone to wake it up.

Dragon Egg!

This is the dragon egg!.

Radish on the scale