The weather in King's Landing suddenly cooled.

The bitter cold wind blew more and more fiercely, like the claws of a wild beast scraping against the window. Every tower of the Red Fort grows frost, and every path is covered with a white carpet.

A full moon hangs in the sky like a big round snowball, and the stars are sparse and cold.

Fortunately, the roaring fireplace exudes heat and dispels the chill in the house.

Seven ladies brought the feast to the table with brisk steps, Samwell sat on the throne, his two queens sat on either side, and Sir Barristan Selmy put on his white armor again and stood behind the king like a sculpture.

"Cersei was escorted out of town today." Daenerys said as she cut the steak on a silver plate with a dinner knife, "That scene wasn't very pretty, and the people of King's Landing seemed to hate the former Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms."

Thousands of people crowded the streets, throwing stinky fish and rotten leaves at Cersei, as well as stones. If it hadn't been for the guards, the angry crowd would have torn the lioness apart and eaten it. ”

"At least this time she's still dressed." Samwell remembered the scene in the original book where the Queen Mother was stripped naked and paraded through the streets, and for a while he felt that he was quite merciful.

"This time?" Daenerys clearly didn't understand.

"Sam is talking about the old story of Tywin forcing his father's lover to parade naked through Castle Rock after his father's death." Margaery thought she had guessed what her husband was thinking.

"Yes, maybe it's circular retribution." Samwell Road.

"King's Landing is venting their anger against the Lannisters on Cersei." Margaret said.

The little one in his arms was not very honest and struggled to climb to the table.

"What the Lannisters did before was indeed excessive, no wonder the people of King's Landing hate them so much."

Samwell took a sip of red wine and said, "Actually, it's because someone is fanning the flames behind the scenes and adding fuel to the fire." ”

Margaery immediately came to her senses: "It's those northern nobles who were almost burned to death by her, right?" ”

"That's right." Samwell nodded.

Since receiving the intelligence web of the "Octopus Spider", there are not many things in King's Landing that can hide from him.

However, due to the short time, the Seven Kingdoms and even the "little birds" on the other side of the Narrow Sea, he has not been able to contact them.

"The Lannisters deserve it!" Daenerys gritted her teeth and said, "Back in the war of the usurpers, they burned and looted in King's Landing, even the mother and the child! I think Sam, you're still too merciful, and there's nothing wrong with killing all the Lannisters. ”

"It's a bit too much." "Especially at this time. We need to unite the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, and if the means are too harsh, it will have a bad effect. ”

Daenerys snorted lightly, and did not continue to entangle, she was not a cruel woman, and the words just now were also out of the sadness of the past.

Octavian finally broke free from his mother's clutches, climbed onto the table, and rolled on the dragon egg.

"He's been particularly dishonest today." Margaery said helplessly, "Let the nurse take him back to the house to sleep." ”

Samwell smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's good for children to move more." ”

Margaery gave up.

Daenerys looked at the little one who had rolled in front of her, grinned and scooped a little milk with a spoon and brought it to his mouth.

Octavian did not refuse her kindness and opened his mouth to pick it up.

"Sam, what are you going to do with the Lannisters? Do you still let them inherit Castle Rock? ”

"Hmm." Samwell nodded, "There is no substitute for the Lannister's prestige in the West. I don't have the time to re-establish a new guardian of the West. ”

As he spoke, the little guy rolled in front of him again.

Samwell smiled as he brought a small lump of mashed potatoes to his son's mouth.

Octavian refused to come, swallowed it in one gulp, and began to roll on the table again.

Accidentally, as soon as his little hand slipped, the red dragon egg jumped out of his arms, and it was about to roll off the long table.

Margaery was taken aback, and was about to get up when she saw that Samwell had turned into an afterimage, catching the dragon egg in mid-air at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Don't worry, even if the dragon egg falls to the ground, it won't break." Daenerys smiled and comforted.

But in the next second, the expression on her face froze.

Because there was a crack on the surface of that dragon egg!

"How so?" Margaery was also frightened, "I didn't fall to the ground......"

"Don't be nervous." Samwell comforted his concerned wife, "It's supposed to hatch." ”

The astonishment on Margaery's face was instantly replaced by surprise, and she asked, somewhat helplessly:

"Do you need us to do anything?"

It was even more nervous than when she gave birth to David herself.

"We just have to be patient." Samwell, who has experience in hatching, laughed.

"There's another new member of the Dragon Family!" Daenery said excitedly.

Sir Barristan also held his breath, staring at the dragon egg without blinking, looking forward to the birth of the most amazing creature in the world.

Click, click, click-

Under the gaze of one after another, there were more and more cracks on the surface of the dragon egg.

Finally, a triangular red head emerged from the eggshell and let out a childish hiss:

"Whew-"

"It's out!" Margaery clapped her palms and said, "It's a red dragon!" ”

As he spoke, the little dragon had already leaned out most of its body, covered with dark red scales, like flowing blood in the candlelight.

It opened its mouth and spat out a puff of smoke mixed with sparks.

Samwell took the dragon by the back of his neck and placed it beside his son on the table.

Octavian was not afraid of the dragon at all, and giggled to hug it.

Xiaolong is also very close to Dawei, and spits out his long, thin tongue to lick his face.

Looking at this harmonious scene, Margaery smiled with relief:

"Together, they will soar through the skies!"

Samwell laughed and was about to say something festive, when he heard a sharp knock on the window.

When they turned their heads, they saw a huge white raven standing on the windowsill, pecking at the glass with its long, sharp beak.

Snowflakes had fallen outside.

Its feathers were wet with rain, and the ice crystals shimmered in the moonlight.

It was the largest raven Samwell had ever seen in his life, larger than even some falcons. Snowflakes danced around it, and the moon gilded it silver.

It is a white crow and comes from the school city.

Unlike their black cousins, the crows of the school city do not carry messages of their own, and they fly out of the old town with only one mission:

Announce the change of seasons.

Knowing this, the joy of the birth of the red dragon instantly froze into ice in the house.

"Winter is coming." Samwell said in a solemn tone.

(End of chapter)