Sir Allecon saw the seriousness on Samwell's face, and he restrained his smile and sat upright.

"I am here to restore the relationship between the Florentine family and the Caesar family on behalf of the Florentine family. Although the two families did have conflicts before, after all, the blood relationship is close, and there is no unresolved feud. ”

"What about Deacon's inheritance of Brightwater City?" Samwell asked with a smile.

Sir Alecken gritted his teeth and nodded:

"The Florent family has recognized it, Dickon is my nephew after all, and he married my daughter, so Liangshui City will give it to him."

Samwell looked at Alekon with a little surprise and smiled:

"Uncle, you are much more generous than your grandfather."

Sir Alecken smiled bitterly:

"My father has been put in a black prison by Stannis, and the Florentine family is on the verge of survival, so we have nothing to reluctant."

"Where's Aunt Celis?" Samwell said, "Is she willing to be the queen?" ”

"Cylise has gone mad." Sir Alekon sighed, "What mother in his right mind would burn her daughter?" The Florentines would not follow her and follow Stannis to a dead end. ”

Samwell didn't answer, just stared into Alken's eyes, as if pondering the sincerity of the other party's words.

His fingers clasped lightly in the chair, as if they were tapping on Aleken's heart.

"Sam." Sir Alecon finally couldn't bear the long silence and pressure, and added, "Believe me, the Florentines are determined to abandon Stannis. Now there are only 1,300 demoralized soldiers left on Dragonstone, you lend me 2,000 men, and I will take Dragonstone Island and dedicate it to you! ”

Samwell finally stopped tapping, but shook his head in Alken's disappointed gaze and said:

"It's a pity you're a step late, my fleet has just set sail for the Sea of Dorne."

"I can wait." Sir Alecken said eagerly.

"Stannis won't wait. Didn't you say he was going to the Great Wall? ”

"That's just crazy talk." Sir Alekon skeptical, "And now that there is no Shireen, and their hopes of awakening the dragon are gone, Stannis probably won't go to the Wall again." ”

Samwell smiled inexplicably:

"Uncle, you've been with Stannis for so long, and you haven't figured out this man's temper.

Stannis actually knew that he was not fit to be king, he could not be loved by the people, and he fought for the Iron Throne only for duty, for duty.

Of the four current kings of Westeros, Stannis's purpose is the purest.

Even as an enemy, I have a lot of respect for him.

And I also know that with or without dragons, he will go to guard the Great Wall.

Because that's his responsibility. ”

Alekon frowned, not sure to believe it, but he didn't say anything to refute it.

Samwell continued:

"Uncle, winter is coming, a terrible enemy will appear in the north, and Westeros can only survive this catastrophe if they are united. So, as long as Stannis is willing to defend the Wall, I won't attack his territory. ”

Sir Alecken stopped talking.

Samwell stood up from his chair and said:

"Go back and relay my words to Stannis, and tell him that we have a common enemy, and that if he agrees, we can put aside our differences for a while and decide on the Iron Throne after defeating the Wraiths."

"Really, really a ghost?" Sir Aleken's eyes widened.

"Absolutely." Samwell was steadfast.

Then he said:

"Also, tell him that Shireen will stay at Storm's End, and that I will treat her well, and if Stannis unfortunately dies on the Wall, the blood of the Baratheon family will be passed on through Shireen, and in exchange, I ask him to lift the embargo on Dragon Crystal."

"Long Jing?" Sir Alecken looked puzzled, "What's the use of that?" ”

"The weapons forged by the dragon crystal are capable of fighting the strangers." Samwell didn't hide it, "Tell Stannis about this too, believe it or not." In addition, tell him again, don't believe the nonsense of the red-robed monk, Rahlo is also a liar, and if we want to survive this catastrophe, we can only rely on ourselves. ”

Sir Alecken never expected Caesar to have such an attitude, and was stunned for a long time before he said:

"But, Sam, we're the Florentons...... What to do? ”

"Of course, I'm going to guard the Great Wall with the king you have sworn allegiance to." Samwell Road.

Sir Alecken said dejectedly:

"Sam, won't you forgive us? Is this the punishment for us? ”

"It's punishment. But it's also salvation. Samwell said lightly, "Uncle, go guard the Great Wall." I can promise you that when we meet again at the Wall, I will forgive all the sins of the Florentine family. ”

Sir Alekon was silent for a long time before he asked in a harsh tone:

"What if Stannis changes his mind and refuses to defend the Wall?"

"Then he's my first enemy." Samwell said without hesitation, "When my fleet returns from the Sea of Dorne, I will attack Dragonstone as soon as possible." At that time, if the Florentines are willing to cooperate with me to conquer Dragonstone, I will be equally willing to accept your allegiance. ”

"I see." Sir Alekon rekindled a glimmer of hope, "Let's wait and see what Stannis chooses." ”

After saying that, he took his leave and left.

Samwell didn't keep it either, and he had mixed feelings about the Florentine family.

First of all, the blood relationship cannot be denied, and the Florentine family did help him a lot in his most difficult period.

But unfortunately, the two sides eventually parted ways because of their positions and interests.

This may be the frustration of being in Game of Thrones.

And from the perspective of interests, a declining Florentine family is easier to control, and it is more conducive to his younger brother Deacon to sit firmly in the position of Earl of Bright Water City.

Putting away all the distractions of his thoughts, Samwell left the meeting room.

At this time, half of the sunset has fallen into the vast narrow sea, and the afterglow of the setting sun pulls out a gorgeous orange red on the sea.

Samwell stood on the tower terrace and watched Margaery and Daenerys strolling hand in hand in the garden below.

The two gestured intimately and talked and laughed calmly, as if they were exchanging pregnancy experiences.

Margaery wore the Tyrells' signature dark green dress over a shawl embroidered with golden roses, and her high bulging belly imbued her with a maternal glow.

Daenerys was wearing a red and black palace dress, with long sleeves that made her look dignified and noble, but her purple eyes still exuded the innocent look of a girl.

The two seemed to feel their husband's gaze, and almost simultaneously raised their heads and smiled and beckoned to Samwell.

Looking at the two bright and delicate smiling faces, Samwell's heart was warm, and he also smiled and waved in response.

"She will give birth to a princess for you." Melisandre's voice rang out behind her.

Samwell turned around, smiled at the "humanoid ultrasonic detector", and said:

"Did you say Dani? My daughter is very nice. ”

"Yes. Queen Daenerys will continue to give birth to two princes in the future. ”

Samwell laughed:

"You don't already know how many children I'm going to have, do you?"

Melisandre nodded slightly, "You will have thirteen heirs. ”

Samwell didn't have much to say about the number thirteen, and he only laughed more happily when he heard the words:

"It seems that I am still a prosperous child."

Melisandre didn't smile, and the ruby in her throat shone like a third eye:

"Your Majesty, too many dragons are just as dangerous as too little."

Samwell's smile faded away, and he glanced at the red-robed witch seriously, and said:

"What do you see in the flames again?"

Melisandre was about to speak, but Samwell said:

"No, don't tell me. Prophecies are full of trickery, and fires are full of traps. You and I know that. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Samwell turned his head back to look at the two wives below.

The orange afterglow of the sunset cast a hazy glow on them, gradually lengthening their shadows.

When the sun finally faded into the sky and night fell as scheduled, the guards lit candles and Margaret and Daenerys returned to the castle and threw themselves into the arms of their husbands.

(End of chapter)