"What do you mean it's gone?"

Duke Mace shouted angrily, but then he realized that he was too loud, and quickly lowered his voice, "Have you looked for it inside and outside the city?"

"I've found them all." Garland Tyrell lowered his head, as if he did not dare to look into his father's eyes, "There was no sign of my sister."

"Where else can she go!"

Garland was silent for a moment, then hesitated, "Father, maybe my sister didn't want to marry the king, so she deliberately hid......

"But I've agreed to the marriage!" Duke Mace was sweating profusely, "Why is she like this! She wasn't like that before! She has always been very well-behaved and sensible! Did someone bewitch her! Isn't that some damn bard? Huh?"

"But who did you let her marry?" Garland is upset for his sister.

"I'll let her marry the king!" Duke Mace said angrily, "Hasn't it always been her dream to be queen!"

"Not every king is worthy of Margaery."

"There's only one king!" Duke Metz shoved his son, "Quick! You go and look for ......."

"Mistress Mace." Queen Cersei walked over, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay......"

"Where's Margaery? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"She's ......"

Cersei seemed to understand something, and snorted softly:

"What? She still won't marry my son?"

"No, of course not!" Duke Metz hurriedly explained, "She's just lost......

"Alright, Mace!" Cersei flicked her long sleeves, "Are you a fool for me? Since your daughter doesn't want to marry, the engagement is canceled. My son can't find a queen yet!"

After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

On the other side, Samwell came to the seat area of the nobles of the riverbend.

His place was placed next to his uncle, Sir Alecon Florent.

After sitting down, the waiter stepped forward and poured the wine glass in front of him full of golden wine from Qingting Island.

"Sam, how are your injuries?" Sir Alecken asked.

"It's all right, uncle." Samwell smiled slightly.

Sir Alecon sighed, "About Deacon...... I'm really sorry."

"I know, uncle, and I don't blame you for that." Samwell glanced at the king on the high platform, his eyes flashing.

"Well—" Sir Alekon sighed again, "your father is going to be heartbroken this time. Sam, have you ever thought about changing back to Tully's last name, I'm sure Randolph will agree. So that you too will inherit the Horn Tomb in the future."

Samwell shook his head, "It's not like my father doesn't have an heir."

Earl Randolph Tully did have three daughters.

"From what I know about Lan Dao, he won't agree to let your sister inherit Kakuling."

Indeed, Lan Dao couldn't even tolerate a fat and cowardly son at the beginning, how could he accept a woman to inherit Jiaoling.

The woman's battlefield is in the delivery bed. This is the attitude of the Earl of Landau towards women.

"My father and mother are still young, and maybe they can have children." Samwell was really not interested in returning to Horn Tomb to be the heir to Earl Landau.

He finally laid a foundation outside, why should he go back to be a son to others.

Could it be that he wants to learn from King Qin in the future and try his best to push his old father to the Iron Throne? ….

Alekon frowned slightly, he didn't expect Samwell to be reluctant to return to Hornland, and he originally planned to let Sam marry his daughter instead of his younger brother.

It may be that young people are in a bad mood and can't turn around for a while. Alekon thought to himself. Later he will understand.

The two fell silent.

Samwell took a sip of wine from his glass while observing the venue.

At this banquet, the nobles of the North also came, but the king should have deliberately punished them for disobeying orders, and arranged their positions in the outermost places, even Eddard Stark, the dignified Duke of the North

They all sat so far away that they probably couldn't even hear the king's voice clearly.

Of course, the nobles of the northern realm may quite like this arrangement, anyway, they don't bother to look at the king's face, if it weren't for Duke Eddard's request this time, I'm afraid most of the northern nobles wouldn't have planned to come to the banquet.

Duke Ed sat quietly in his seat, not saying a word, except to secretly exchange a tacit look with Samwell halfway through.

When the time was almost up, an archbishop who accompanied the army came to the stage and led the group in prayer.

After praying, King Joffrey could not wait to announce the opening of the feast:

"Everyone, in celebration of this great conquest, let us raise a glass together!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!" Everyone responded, but the voice was sparse, and anyone could hear the reluctance inside.

Except for Joffrey.

The king is still there silly.

Thousands of cups slammed at the same time, announcing the official start of the banquet.

However, instead of taking his seat, Joffrey took his glass, and continued:

"Today, I have one more thing to announce. In order to punish the Dornites for their unfaithfulness, I have decided to slaughter the city starting tomorrow!"

As soon as these words came out, the venue was in an uproar.

Sir Barristan immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is not a good idea. The Dornites have always been rebellious, and if you slaughter the Celestial Cities, every city that follows will fight to the death......

"Then kill them until they don't dare to resist!" Joffrey said arrogantly.

Barristan doesn't give an inch:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, you don't have the authority to give such an order, and Lord Eddard is the commander of this army."

The king was furious, drew his sword, and brandished it and roared:

"I said, slaughter the city! That's an order! The King's Command!"

"Then you'll have to kill me first." Barristan said in a flat and decisive tone.

"Alright." Queen Mother Cersei hurriedly grabbed her son who seemed to be about to run away again, she still knew the severity, if she let Joffrey kill the captain of the Kingsguard, it is estimated that tomorrow the Seven Kingdoms will call her son Mad King II,

"It's a king's banquet, not a military meeting, and we can talk about it later."

"Yes! Let the food be served, Your Majesty, everyone is hungry." James Lannister helped out in the round.

Joffrey reluctantly died down.

The banquet has finally begun.

The maids began to serve a feast after another.

A bard stepped forward, ran his fingers over the strings of the harp, and began to chant.

The song is called "The Conquest of Joffrey the Great". ….

This one looks like a sycophant, no wonder he was arranged to be the first to perform.

Samwell listened with interest, observing the expressions of the nobles.

Although everyone listened politely on the surface, if you look closely, you can easily find sarcasm, disdain, and even anger in their eyes.

Joffrey's commotion in the war had obviously angered these military aristocrats, after all, it was their soldiers who died, and it was their blood that was shed, and as a result, Joffrey sat there and helped, and even shamelessly took all the credit for himself.

Do you really think that the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms are the dogs of the Baratheon family?

At the end of the song, the Bard replaced it with "The Rainy Season in Castermere", a song written by Duke Tywin Lannister after he slaughtered the unobedient Western vassals, and was played here apparently to make the Lannisters sycophants.

Later, the bard changed to "The Golden Rose", which is a tribute to the Tyrells.

But as soon as the song begins, Cersei stops the bard and asks him to change it.

Samwell immediately understood that the marriage between the two families had fallen through.

The bard was replaced by "The Maiden, the Madonna and the Old Woman" to please the church.

After the song ends, one is dressed in a colorful outfit

Clowns in costumes come up and perform all kinds of juggling.

Breathing fire, throwing fruit, turning into a pigeon......

At first, everyone watched happily, but when the clown performed a duel with the puppet, the laughter on the field suddenly thinned out.

Because the doll used by the clown as the object of the "duel" is exactly the appearance of the "Red Viper" Prince Oberon, and more importantly, the doll is supported by a skeleton!

You don't have to think about it to know that this is probably the bones of Oberon Martell!

Although the Red Viper is an enemy and innocent of death, it is one thing to kill on the battlefield, and it is another thing to humiliate the remains of the other party after the battle.

This thing is too undignified to do.

Besides, it's the King's Name Day feast.

Even the nobles of the valley who were eager to peel the skin of the red viper and cramp frowned when they saw this scene.

As the room fell silent, Joffrey's smirk became abrupt and harsh.

"Hahahahaha...... Why don't you laugh? Hahahahaha! Red Viper, die well! What a damn one!"

Joffrey laughed for a while, and realized that no one had answered, and finally pursed his lips and restrained his smile.

He took a sip of wine, and as if remembering something, he asked:

"It was Baron Caesar of Hawksbill Island who killed the Red Viper, right?"

Samwell heard the call, put down his glass, got up and left the table to salute, and said:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Good!" Joffrey smiled and said, "Baron Caesar, I want to reward you for your merits, say, what do you want?"

"Your Majesty, it is my honor and duty to fight for you. So I don't dare to ask for any reward. However, with your permission, I would like to make a small request."

"You say."

Samwell had a big smile on his face, "I would like to ask you to allow Duke Eddard Stark to come to power, he has a gift for you." ….

"Eddard Stark." Joffrey snorted, a little unhappy, "Didn't he say he wouldn't listen to my orders anymore?" How? Now you want to ask for my forgiveness?"

Samwell said with great sincerity, "Yes, Your Majesty. Lord Eddard brings the sincerest apologies, and I hope you will give him a chance."

Joffrey suddenly showed a smug smile, but deliberately put on a reserved appearance:

"Okay, let him come up. I'll see what kind of gift it is, and then I'll decide whether I want to forgive him or not."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Samwell turned his head and winked at Duke Eddard.

Duke Ed slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards the front desk of the venue.

In his hand, he is holding a heavy tome.

All the nobles looked at the guardian of the northern realm with curious and puzzled eyes.

"Your Majesty."

Duke Ed stood at the bottom of the stage and saluted the king respectfully.

Joffrey squinted at Duke Eddard, snorted lightly, and said coldly:

"Eddard Stark, what gift did you have for me? It can't be a book, right? I hate books the most, and I can't forgive you."

"No, Your Majesty, my gift is not a book, but an interesting history that I would like to share with you, and with all the nobles here."

"History will be interesting, too?" Joffrey impatiently changed his seat, waved his hand a little reluctantly, and said, "Okay, tell me about it, and if it's not as interesting as you say, I'm going to punish you for being my sommelier today!"

He burst out laughing.

Duke Ed did not laugh, he waited patiently for the king to calm down before he raised the book in his hand and showed it to everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this book "Genealogy and History of the Families of the Major Nobles of the Seven Kingdoms", written by Merrien, a university scholar during the time of Merca I, has some interesting content in it, and I would like to share it with you here."

As he spoke, Duke Ed opened the book, and soon found a page that had been marked, and read:

"207 years of conquest, Lannister's house

Miss Tia of the clan married Sir Gwenne of House Baratheon, and the following year they gave birth to their only boy, a large man, a good eater, and full of black hair, who died three months later."

Joffrey exclaimed, "What's so interesting about this? Eddard Stark, pour me the bar yourself."

As he spoke, he slapped the golden cup in front of him on the table and slammed it.

Duke Ed ignored him and continued to flip through the book:

"In the year 179 of the Conquest, Miss Reanna of House Baratheon married Sir Ilion of House Lannister, and in seven years, Miss Reanna gave birth to three daughters and a son, all of whom were black-haired."

Joffrey became even more impatient and raised his voice, "What the hell is this. Eddard Stark ......"

But before he could finish speaking, the Queen Mother Cersei stood up suddenly, and her face turned pale.

She finally realized that something was wrong and screamed:

"Enough! Eddard Stark! I command you to shut up!"

This movement frightened everyone present, and everyone didn't expect the Queen Mother to be so out of shape.

But because of this, everyone immediately realized that Duke Eddard's seemingly inexplicable behavior may have hidden some deep meaning!

Duke Eddard glanced at Cersei, the glint in his eyes as cold as the snow of the North.

Of course, he will not shut up, and decisively continues to turn the book:

"146 Years of Conquest, ...... of the Lannisters"

"Shut up!" Cersei cried out like crazy, "Jaime! Shut him up! Shut him up!".

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