Chapter 153: Deepwood Motte and Leah of Kaho

After returning to Deepwood Motte, Myrcella was taken to Hearth Keep, and Jack asked the servants to prepare a room for Myrcella.

The nobles were extremely delighted at Mircella's arrival. Having a bargaining chip in hand was much better than going to war directly.

With the bargaining chips, the negotiating position of both parties tilts directly towards them, especially when the king on the Iron Throne is always dead.

If the new king dies one day, Myrcella's political status will be different.

During lunch, Myrcella sat next to Jack and asked uncertainly, "Are you really going to marry me?"

"Of course, your children and I will rule the Stormlands in the future and become the Dukes of the Stormlands."

Myrcella looked worried and whispered, "But I am still so young, it is impossible for me to have children, and the Lord of Stormlands is my brother Tommen."

Jack swallowed the bread in his mouth, drank a sip of milk and said, "Your brother is dead. He was poisoned at the wedding. Now your brother is the master of the Iron Throne."

"But if your brother dies too, there will be no heir to the Stormlands except you."

"Are you going to kill my brother?" Myrcella's face was not looking good. "Can you please not kill him? If you defeat him, can you spare his life? I am willing to bear a child for you, and I can also persuade him to formally and reasonably give up the position of Duke of Stormland to your child."

"I won't kill him, but that doesn't mean others won't kill him. If he can survive in the vortex of power in King's Landing, I promise you that I will spare his life."

In Jack's opinion, Tommen's character will be safe under Tywin's protection, but once Tywin dies, Tommen will inevitably be controlled by Margaery or Cersei, and he will inevitably end up dead.

"What's the current situation in King's Landing?" Daenerys asked suddenly.

"It's chaos, not just in King's Landing, but the entire Seven Kingdoms are in chaos now. But Dorne has already written to me, saying that once a war breaks out with the Iron Throne, they will send troops from the south to the north."

"Our main goal is to defeat the army of the West. The Reach is likely to be a supporter of the Baratheon Dynasty. In addition, the Riverlands, Stormlands, and the Crownlands are all under the control of the Iron Throne."

"As for the Vale, I am not sure at the moment. The current Duke of the Vale is named Petyr Baelish. He is a very dangerous man. He is proficient in political schemes and likes to create chaos."

Daenerys shook her lips, thought for a moment and said, "The Vale has the Bloody Gate, a natural barrier. If we want to conquer the Vale, we have to wait until the dragon grows up a bit."

The Vale has the natural barrier of the Bloody Gate, which is basically impossible for external military forces to break through. Aegon conquered the Vale with the help of a dragon.

Jack shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, Valley. I have two pieces of news in my hands. I will have someone spread them out later."

"News? Can you tell me about it?" Daenerys asked curiously.

"There's nothing I can't say. I was going to spread it anyway."

"The first one is about the Vale. Lord Jon Arryn was poisoned."

"Duke Irene was poisoned to death?!" Mircella said in surprise.

After Jon Arryn died, Myrcella was sad for a long time.

"Yes, Jon Arryn was poisoned by Petyr Baelish and Lysa Tully."

"The second point is the death of Joffrey Baratheon, who was poisoned by Petyr Baelish and Olenna Redwyne."

"!!!" Daenerys and Myrcella were shocked.

Myrcella is shocked at Petyr Baelish's ability to disguise, while Daenerys is shocked at the man's audacity.

Soon after finishing their meal, Jack asked Daenerys to arrange for someone to prepare letters and then send them to the nobles in the Vale, Stormlands, and King's Landing. As long as they were nobles, a copy would be sent to everyone, regardless of the size of their title.

At the same time, in a small village near the Last Hearth City.

A patrol of the Children of Winter walked into an inn in the village.

The captain of the team raised his hand and shouted, "Boss, give me three glasses of ale, three sausages, and three bowls of black bread and pickle soup."

After Jack arranged the grain harvest, prices in the area north of Hearth City fell slightly.

The Sons of Winter also received a monthly salary of 600 copper coins, and now a sausage and a glass of beer were only two copper coins.

All these military salaries come from the reserves of Hearth City and the land rent taxes collected when the crops are harvested.

At this time, Jack's expenses for maintaining the Children of Winter and the Knights were enormous.

Even with the newly collected taxes and the reserve funds of Hearth City, it would not last long, unless the entire North Territory was used to support these two standing army legions.

At this moment, another group of people suddenly broke in. After these five people glanced at everyone aggressively, their eyes suddenly locked on a tightly covered woman in the corner.

Adama had a smug look on his face and walked straight to the corner, shoving away all the diners along the way.

As Adama approached, Ali Karstark, who was in disguise in the corner, began to tremble with fear.

Soon Adama arrived at the table where the Son of Winter was sitting. Before the dishes were served, the table in front of Dawan was kicked open roughly.

Da Wan's face was shaking with anger. Ever since he joined the Sons of Winter, he was promoted to the captain of the scout team because of his good performance. He had never been humiliated like this since then.

"Whose people are you? You are so lawless. Aren't you afraid of being eaten alive by a dragon?" Dawan asked with a grim expression.

Adama looked back when he heard this, and first took a look at Dawan. He found that Dawan had a long sword on his waist, and the two people beside him were holding wooden-handled axes. They looked like wild men outside the Great Wall from their attire.

"Are you a savage? I heard that the savages who advocate freedom surrendered to a Blackflame bastard. It seems that the rumors are true. Did you exchange your freedom for that long sword? Hahahaha."

"Hahaha." Adama's four men also started to mock.

They had long heard in Kaho that a black-flame bastard of the Dragon family had appeared on the Wall, and had conquered the wildlings and the Night's Watch with his giant dragon.

In Adama's opinion, these were all lies. Dragons had disappeared for hundreds of years, and there had never been such creatures as dragons from the beginning.

These are just lies made up by the Targaryen family to maintain their rule.

The so-called Blackflame Dragon Rider must be the Blackflame who recruited mercenaries from across the Narrow Sea to defeat the wildlings.

After the wildlings were forced to surrender, in order to save their own reputation, they teamed up with the Blackfyre Bastard to fabricate the lie that a giant dragon had appeared in the world.

Adama had once been a squire to a knight in White Harbor. He could read and write, and had seen the mercenaries across the Narrow Sea.

After Adama was fired, he always felt that he was superior to others and that he had insights and rational thinking that others did not have.