Unable to adapt to the wind and waves of the Narrow Sea, Tyrion Lannister couldn't sleep at all.

In desperation, he had to get himself drunk, and he was so dizzy that he drunk all the way from King's Landing to Yang Halberd City.

When he stepped on the yellow earth of Dorne on his stunted little short legs, he could no longer hold it and staggered and fainted.

When he woke up again, Tyrion found himself sleeping on a soft goose down bed.

It was the most restful sleep he had since leaving King's Landing.

Tyrion wanted to get out of bed a little longer, but he remembered his mission and rolled over.

The room was dark, but through the cracks in the blinds, golden sunlight still shone in.

Tyrion's head was still a little swollen from the hangover, and he staggered past the intricately patterned Mill carpet and clumsily climbed onto the windowsill to open it.

Outside, a quiet courtyard with tall palm trees blocking the view, Tyrion still caught a glimpse of the towering tower of the sun with its golden vault.

After confirming that he had indeed arrived in Halberd City, Tyrion relaxed slightly.

After changing into decent clothes, he went out.

The oncoming wind is filled with strange spices.

"Gnome, you're finally awake." The squire who can speak to Tyrion in this tone is Bolon.

He looked reluctant, as if he didn't want to come to this place at all.

"Good morning, Bolon." Tyrion grinned and waved his hand, "Who from the Martell family greeted you yesterday?" Hopefully I'm not too rude. ”

"It's Sir Manfly." Bo Long said, "You're okay, and you vomited all over the body." ”

"Manfrey Martell? I remember he was the acting lord of Yang Halberd City, right? Tyrion staggered forward, "Let's go, let's go say hello to our master." ”

Polon followed in silence.

Tyrion asked again, "By the way, who is in charge of Yang Halberd City now?" Is it Princess Arlene? ”

"Sort of."

"So, Prince Daolang is still being held in Storm's End?"

"No, Caesar has already returned him."

"Then why is Princess Aleen still in charge?"

"Because Prince Dolang's situation doesn't seem to be good."

"Isn't it good?"

"It's just dying." Bronn said bluntly.

Tyrion paused and turned his head in surprise, "Dying?" Did Caesar do it? ”

"Nope." Bronn shook his head, "It is said that the nobles of Dorne did it. Caesar asked one of the nobles of Dorne to stab Prince Doron with a sword before the prisoner exchange. So ......"

"That's a ruthless move!" Tyrion's brow furrowed, "If Prince Doran dies like this, then Dorne will definitely fall into civil strife......"

At this moment, a rapid bell suddenly sounded in the distance.

Bell Bell Bell –

At first, it was just a bell tower in the direction of the old palace, and soon the bell towers of the whole city rang.

The voice was quick and sad, and seemed to be full of irrepressible anger.

Boron shrugged and said, "It seems that Doran is dead." ”

Tyrion woke up from a dream and immediately quickened his pace:

"It's a pity, I wanted to meet this Prince of Dorne, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late. But now, we must convince that princess of Arlene not to mess with her. ”

"I've heard she's a hot-tempered woman, are you sure you can persuade her?"

"It just so happens that I am a man who is as gentle as water." Tyrion was not so much comforting Bronn as he was comforting himself, "and very persuasive." ”

The two of them made their way to the sanctuary, and saw that Prince Daolang's body had been placed in front of the sculpture in the stranger, and several silent sisters were helping him sort out his remains.

"Lord Tyrion." Sir Manfrey came over to greet him, "I'm sorry that this has happened all of a sudden, and I beg your pardon if there is any mishesitation." ”

"I can understand your feelings." Tyrion stepped forward to salute, went to light a candle for Prince Dolang, and prayed silently for a while.

Then he scanned the room, but found no trace of Princess Arryne. Instead, he saw his niece, Princess Mithella.

"Misetla."

"Uncle!" Mycella smiled slightly and asked curiously, "Why did you come to Yang Halberd City?" ”

"I ......"

Tyrion was thinking about what to say, when he saw a maid running in panting, and said loudly:

"Oh no! His Royal Highness Aleon wants to kill the nobles of Dorne to avenge Prince Dolang! ”

Tyrion immediately stepped forward and asked, "Which Dorne nobleman is she going to kill?" ”

"All!"

"Is she crazy!" Tyrion chuckled.

Sir Manfrey had already rushed out.

Tyrion hurriedly followed.

When he arrived at the Old Palace, he saw more than forty Dorne nobles kneeling on the ground, their hands and feet chained.

And Princess Arlene's eyes were red, her hair was disheveled, and she held a long sword in her hand, as if she was about to kill.

Fortunately, Sir Manfrey stopped in front of her and tried to dissuade her.

"They must pay for their father's life!" Princess Alen's voice was hoarse, but unusually resolute, "All those who hurt my father! We all have to pay for our lives! ”

"Kill them, and the Martel family will be finished! All of the Dorne families will lead an army against Halberd City to avenge their lord! ”

"Nope. The Dornish will support me. "They will never follow these traitors who have killed their own kings!" ”

"Her Highness Alian." Tyrion stepped forward and persuaded, "I can understand your pain, and I understand your desire to avenge Prince Dolang. Sir Manfrey was right, though. If you kill these people, Dorne will surely fall into civil strife. And this is exactly Caesar's conspiracy. ”

"Then help me quell the civil strife!" Princess Arrene looked at Tyrion with blazing eyes, "I know what you're here for, you want to marry me, right?" Then let the Lannisters send troops to help me get rid of these betrayers! ”

"The Lannisters can't send troops to Dorne right now." Tyrion said helplessly.

"Then don't stand in my way!"

Seeing that Princess Alyne was about to raise her sword and start killing, Tyrion hurriedly stopped her and said:

"If you have to kill, don't kill them all."

"What do you mean?"

Tyrion motioned for Princess Arrion to lean over, and whispered in her ear:

"The Martell family can't afford to rebel against all of Dorne, but if it's just one family that rebels, it's much easier to deal with.

So, I suggest you kill only one lord who poses the greatest threat to you, such as Count Anders Ellenwood. It just so happened that I heard that he was the first person to swing his sword at Prince Dolang.

and pardon the rest...... Don't worry, listen to me first.

Kill Count Anders, and if the Ellenwood family reverses, you will ask the rest of the Dorne family to send troops to suppress it. With so many lords in hand, most of the Dorne family should obediently send troops to cooperate with Yang Halberd City.

And those who refuse to send troops, you just declare them rebels and kill their lords.

In this way, although the civil war in Dorne cannot be avoided, at least the Martell family is no longer alone. ”

When Princess Arrene heard this, she was still not satisfied:

"Am I going to let those betrayers who are willing to cooperate with the army to recruit the House of Ellenwood?"

"That's how you want to kill them all?"

"Of course! Every one of them had my father's blood on their hands! ”

"Then don't kill here." Tyrion said helplessly, "When the rebellion of the Ellenwood family is put down in the future, I will take my time to clean up the rest of the lords." ”

"But haven't you already asked me to pardon them?"

"You're so brainless?" Tyrion said, "It's just that you can't kill them on the charge of murdering Prince Dolang, you can find other excuses." For example, the war is unfavorable, such as not paying taxes on time, and so on. In short, you can't find yourself too many enemies at once. ”

Princess Arrene pondered for a moment, and finally nodded slowly:

"Little devil, although you don't have a strong body, your brain is really good. If you can help me kill these murderers of my father, I will marry you. ”

"All?" Tyrion raised an eyebrow.

"All!" Princess Arrene said in a firm tone.

Tyrion was a little discouraged: "You might as well just reject my proposal......"

"Be patient, Tyrion. As long as you help me well, the sooner you help me complete my revenge, the sooner you can get me. Princess Arrene gave Tyrion a charming smile.

Then he raised his sword and moved forward.

Amid the begging of the nobles of Dorne, she pierced the chest of Earl Anders Ellenwood with a single sword.

Tyrion looked at the blood-stained princess of Dorne with a stunned gaze.

He suddenly began to wonder—

Is such a wife really what you want?

(End of chapter)