291 Regression

After the storm subsided, the Dorne Sea returned to its former tranquility, the blue sea like a brilliant ruby, shimmering in the sun.

Earl Anders Ellenwood climbed aboard the Purple Grape and met Count Paxter Redwin, the lord of Qingting Island.

"Master Paxter, you don't have to waste your time here, Caesar is not dead, and he has been crowned the Storm King by the nobles of the Stormlands."

"Storm King?" Earl Pixter was stunned for a moment before he asked with a gloomy face, "What happened yesterday?" ”

The Earl of Anders recounted what had happened at the coronation.

Earl Pixter was silent for a long time.

"So, there's no point in you besieging Bloodreef Island right now." Count Anders added, "Caesar has dragons and can leave at any time, while the nobles of the Stormlands have basically been sent away, leaving only the nobles of Dorne and Riverbend. Of course, Margaery and Loras of House Tyrell have also been sent away, and you don't have any bargaining chips to negotiate.

Caesar also made it clear that if you attacked, he would kill all the nobles of the Dorne Bay on the island and ride away on his own. ”

Seeing a fierce glint flashing in Earl Pexter's eyes, Earl Anders hurriedly persuaded:

"Yes, you can indeed force Caesar to kill people and make him offend the major families of Dorne, but you Qingting Island don't want to gain Dorne's friendship anymore.

After this assassination, Caesar had already broken with the High Court. Now that he has the support of the Stormlands, and with the assistance of the Riverbend Horse Party, your Deer Party is clearly at a disadvantage, do you need to add a new batch of enemies?

On the contrary, if you let us go, I can guarantee that Dorne will be a help to the Deer Party, so that the balance of power between the two sides can be rebalanced, and the Horse Party and Caesar will not dare to start a war easily. ”

Earl Pexter fell into deep thought, and only after a moment did he say:

"You promise? Prince Dolang isn't dead, is he? ”

"It's true that Doran isn't dead yet. But I don't think Caesar would let him go back alive. "And even if he makes it back to Halberd City alive, do you think he can still keep the Dorne families in order?"

Over the past few years, Dorne has suffered one defeat after another under his rule, and now he is doing such a thing on his own initiative, huh! I think he's been tormented by illness and has lost his former wisdom, and he's no longer fit to rule Dorne. ”

Seeing that Count Anders no longer concealed his ambitions, Count Paxter said thoughtfully:

"I remember you have a son, let him marry my daughter Desmera, and I will withdraw the fleet that besieges the island."

"You mean Cletus?" Earl Anders' eyes flashed, and he shook his head, "I'm sorry, Master Paxter, he already has a marriage contract. So be it, my youngest daughter, Guan Nise, is smart and beautiful, and it is better for her to marry your son Horace. ”

Earl Paxter nodded in agreement: "Yes." ”

Seeing that an agreement had been reached, Count Anders smiled and returned to Bloodreef Island.

Samwell, who got the news, rode on the white dragon and saw the fleet of Qingting Island leave in the air with his own eyes, so he asked Earl Selwyn to send a signal to let the fleet on Tas Island come and pick up the people.

"Your Majesty Caesar." While waiting, Earl Anders approached Samwell again and said, "I heard that you have three smart and beautiful sisters who are not yet married?" ”

Samwell gave the man a thoughtful look and nodded, "Yes." ”

"My son Cletus doesn't happen to be betrothed yet, so I wonder if he will be lucky enough to marry one of them?" Count Anders asked sincerely.

"Let your son go to the Horn Tomb." Samwell didn't refuse, "It's up to my father to nod and agree to this." ”

"Of course." Count Anders smiled widely.

Seeing that this person had the intention of taking refuge, Samwell suddenly had some thoughts in his heart, and said:

"Count Anders, I'll trouble you to go to Sunburn City as an emissary later, and tell the Martell family that I'm willing to exchange Lord Dorne for the Stormlands army stranded in Sunburn."

Count Anders asked unconsciously in a whisper:

"The Lord of Dorne you are talking about...... Does it include Prince Dolang? ”

Samwell looked at the man deeply and asked rhetorically:

"If not, do you have a way to get Yang Halberd City to agree to a prisoner exchange?"

Count Anders smiled:

"I can try. Now that the Martell family is headed by that stupid woman from Aryane, she's much easier to deal with than Dolang. ”

"Okay." Samwell smiled, "I can't bear Prince Daolang to leave like this. I also thought of taking him to Storm's End and talking to him about religion, art, and sivas. ”

Earl Anders laughed:

"Then you'd better keep him for a while, Prince Daolang is very knowledgeable and a good person to talk to."

As he spoke, the ship with the yellow sun and the white moon quadrangular coat of arms had already appeared in sight.

While the Dornites were being escorted aboard, Earl Selwyn approached Samwell and said:

"Your Majesty, you still have to be careful of Anders Ellenwood, this guy may not be trusted."

"I know." Samwell said, "Now that the Martell family is in decline, I need to use the ambitions of the Ellenwood family to muddy the waters of Dorne. But in the future, who will rule Dorne is not certain. ”

Speaking of which, Samwell thought of Natalie Dane, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

However, with the little girl's current prestige and strength, it is obviously not enough to rule Dorne.

So, let the Ellenwood family be the vanguard of the anti-Martell family.

When everyone on the island got on board, Samwell took Prince Doran alone on a dragon ride to be on the safe side.

Prince Dowron lay on the back of the white dragon in an awkward position, he struggled to look at Samwell, facing the howling cold wind, and said loudly:

"Caesar! Maybe we can talk! ”

Samwell looked ahead, not answering Prince Doran at all.

"Do you know what your biggest problem is right now?" Prince Dolang continued, "You have too many enemies! And there are too few allies! ”

Samwell finally turned around and smiled coldly:

"Daolang, I won't believe a word of your words again."

"It's just as stupid to not trust a person at all as it is to trust someone completely......" Before Prince Doran could finish speaking, he saw Samwell actually kick him off the dragon's back.

"Ahh

Prince Dolang fell from a great height, his heart filled with despair and fear.

But just when he thought he was about to fall to the surface of the sea and shatter to pieces, the white dragon swooped down and grabbed Prince Daolang with his claws.

Although he didn't die, Prince Daolang is honest now.

All the way back to Storm's End, Samwell jumped off the dragon's back and said to Prince Dolang, who had collapsed on the ground:

"Daolang, thank you for teaching me an important lesson, trust is indeed a dangerous thing, you never know when it will turn into a poisonous snake to bite you."

Prince Daolang suffered a great crime along the way, he was already in extremely poor health, and he was almost out of breath at this time, but he still struggled to speak:

Caesar...... You...... Listen to me...... Are you ...... now? There is also a fatal heel......"

Unfortunately, Samwell ignored him and strode away.

At the entrance to the castle hall, Samwell met his younger brother, Deacon Tully.

"Brother!" Deacon smiled innocently and waved, "You're back!" ”

"Are all the injuries healed?" Samwell asked with a smile. Staring into his brother's eyes.

And there was no reddish-gold glow in it.

"It's no big deal." Deacon waved his arm a few times, "I've already started to return to training, and it won't be long before I can follow my brother again." ”

"That's good." Samwell hesitated, but asked, "How are you recovering your past memories?" Can you remember what you have forgotten? ”

Deacon shook his head: "It's still the same." ”

Samwell was silent for a moment, then smiled:

"It's okay, take your time. It's going to be fine. ”

"Hmm!" Deacon nodded heavily, and then said, "Brother, yesterday my father sent a letter saying that I would return to Jiaoling after my injuries were healed. Plus, there's a letter for you. ”

With that, he took an unopened letter from his bosom and handed it to Samwell.

"Okay. Then you go back first. Samwell was not in a hurry to read the letter, and said to his brother, "You have been away from home for a long time. ”

"Okay." Deacon was a little disappointed when he heard this, "Brother, will you come to see me often?" ”

"Of course. And I'm supposed to be going to the river bend in a few days. Samwell reassured, "We'll see you again soon." ”

"Okay." Deacon instantly smiled again.

After a few small talks, he left for the training ground.

Samwell looked at his brother's back and was silent for a long time.

(End of chapter)