Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

  Chapter 369 Silver Moon

  Samwell pushed open the door, and saw Margaery Tyrell lying lazily on the bed in loose silk pajamas.

  The snow-white and slender feet were held in the arms of the maid and gently pressed.

  "Sam." Seeing her husband coming in, Margery showed a sweet smile, "Have you finished talking with Mrs. Ians?"

   "Hmm." Samwell stepped forward and asked a faint fragrance from the tip of his nose, which was familiar to his wife, fresh and meaningful, lingering.

   "I'll do it, you go down." He waved his hand to signal the maid to get up, then sat on the edge of the bed, embraced Margaery's feet in his arms, and gently squeezed them.

  The maid saluted and left.

   Only the husband and wife were left in the room. Margaery enjoyed her husband's tenderness, and bursts of sweetness flooded her heart.

"Pre-production period is when?"

   "Ms. Melisandre says it's the last day of next month."

  Samwell was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. I am afraid that modern medicine cannot be accurate to that day, and the red robe witch really dared to say it.

   It should be that she foresaw something in the flames again...

  However, now Samwell is vigilant and disgusted with things like prophecy. After thinking about it, he still didn't ask.

   "How did you talk?" Margaret asked, her little feet playfully scratching her husband's belly.

  Samwell did not answer this question, but asked rhetorically:New n𝙤vel chapters are published on

   "What kind of person do you think Ians Yronwood is?"

   "A standard noble lady from a big family, with a fragile heart and no assertiveness." Margaery commented.

  The corner of Samwell's mouth pulled out an arc:

   "Just now in the Hall of Storms, she tried to seduce me."

  Margaery was not angry when she heard the words, but giggled instead:

   "Ms. Ians is still very charming, are you tempted?"

   Samwell laughed and said:

   "No matter how charming she is, she can't compare with you and Dani. I'm just wondering why she has to use **** to seduce her when she comes up?"

  Margaery also restrained her smile, thought about it seriously, and said:

"It's really strange. Mrs. Ians is no longer an ignorant girl in Huaichun. She must have done this with a purpose. If it was just to ask for help, there is no need to do it. Storm's End and Sunspear City have already torn their faces, We will definitely support the Yronwood family, at most, the conditions of support are somewhat negotiable.

   And this is obviously not worth the sacrifice of reputation for someone with the status of Mrs. Ians. "

   Seeing her husband smiling and saying nothing, Margaret pushed his stomach against his stomach again, and asked:

   "Sam, what do you think Mrs. Ians is up to?"

   "I think she's asking for help. But it's not for the Yronwood family or the Arion family, but for herself."

"Herself?"

   "Yes. You also said that Mrs. Ians is a typical noble lady from a big family. She has not experienced any setbacks, her heart is fragile, and she is an extremely insecure person, like a vine clinging to a wall.

   Now, she is impatiently looking for another support, and the only explanation is that the wall she was originally clinging to has collapsed. "

   "You mean...Ser Roger Arion is dead?"

   "Yes. If Sir Roger was still alive, Mrs. Ians would never dare to be so dissolute. She almost said that she would be my lover."

  Margaery pondered for a moment, then questioned: "Princess Arianne dare to kill Sir Roger?"

"Don't underestimate that woman's madness. She even killed Earl Anders directly. Roger is only the heir of God's Grace City, so it's strange to kill her. And once Roger died, Countess Delron was killed again. Detained in Sunspear City, they can be 'died' at any time. In this way, the heirs of God's Grace City are the two sons of Mrs. Iens."

   Margaret finally came to her senses, nodded and said:

   "I understand what you mean. Do you suspect that Mrs. Ians has been bought by the Martell family?"

   "Yes." Samwell's eyes were burning, "otherwise, how could she have left just before the City of Grace fell under the control of the Martell family?"

   "Then she seduced you like this... is she hesitating?"

"Yes. The Martell family controlled her son and forced her to deal with her natal family, but she would definitely struggle in her heart. That's why after seeing me, Mrs. Ians will put down the dignity of a noble lady and do Such an abnormal behavior, wanting to ask for new support."

   "Since you didn't respond to her temptation, Mrs. Ians may completely fall to the Martell family."

   "Yes." Samwell smiled a little playfully, "That's why I told her specifically that a group of grain transport fleets will pass through the Dorne Sea in two weeks and head to Yronwood City."

   Margaret suddenly said:

   "Are you going to use this method to attract the Arbor Island fleet stationed in the Green Blood River?"

   "Exactly. Do you think Horace Redwyne will fall for it?"

   "Definitely." Margaret said disdainfully, with the corners of her lips curled up. "My cousin is impatient, has little patience, and is not very smart. He will definitely lead the army to intercept him when he hears the news."

  Samwell laughed loudly:

   "Then let Sir Horace have a good look at our new warship, I believe he will not be disappointed."

   As he spoke, he was about to take off his coat and go to bed.

   Margaery stopped him, saying:

   "You'd better go and accompany Dani, I'm inconvenient."

   "I just want to hug you and sleep."

  Margaery still shook her head.

  Samwell frowned: "It's been a long time since I saw you, and you drove me out the first night you just came back?"

  Margaery hugged her husband with a smile, kissed her, and then said:

"I'll accompany you tomorrow, okay. Tonight is also Dani's first night in Westeros, and there is no one familiar with her, so go and stay with her. I can tell that this Tanger Princess Li'an looks strong, but she is actually very fragile inside."

  Samwell looked at his wife with a strange look for a while before saying:

"Fine."

  He kissed Margaery again before getting up to leave.

   All the way to Daenerys' room, Samwell found no one in the room.

   "Where's Daenerys?" He found the maid and asked.

   "Queen Dani went out after dinner." The maid said, "The villain also wanted to serve with her, but Her Majesty the Queen said she didn't need it, so she left alone."

  Samwell frowned, but soon, he guessed where Daenerys might go.

  Since Cleopatra grew bigger and bigger, Storm's End seemed a bit cramped for the white dragon, so Sam Wilt ordered people to find a mountain with caves near the castle as the dragon's lair.

  The two dragons that Daenerys brought back this time were naturally placed in this dragon lair. There will be special people to feed and clean every day.

   As soon as Samwell came to the foot of the mountain on horseback, he saw the white dragon swooping down from a high altitude, and it seemed that he could feel his breath.

  He handed over the horse to his attendants, mounted the white dragon himself, and flew into the dragon's lair.

  It is said to be a dragon's cave, but in fact there is no roof above, and the cold moonlight pours down, illuminating the things in the cave.

   "Sam? Why are you here too?"

   Daenerys was indeed here, and she cried out in surprise after hearing the movement.

  The black dragon Drogon and the green dragon Rego also flapped their wings, setting off bursts of hot air, as if to express their welcome.

  Samwell jumped off the white dragon's back and said with a smile:

   "Seeing that you are not in the room, I guessed that you would come here."

  Daenerys wanted to rush into her husband's arms, but suddenly remembered something, and stopped again: "You...why don't you go with Margaery?"

   "Isn't it because you have no one to accompany you?"

   "I have." Daenerys pointed to the black dragon and the green dragon and said, "I have my children."

   These words made her look even more desolate.

   A pity welled up in Samwell's heart, and he stepped forward to embrace her in his arms, holding those soft lips.

  Daenerys also fell silent, wrapped her hands around the man's neck, and responded gently.

  Three dragons stared at the two with molten gold eyes.

  The silver moon shed light, covering everything in the cave with a hazy coat.