Daenerys nodded lightly and said, "Thank you, I will make good use of it."
Steward Surana secretly wiped the corner of her eye, paused, and then, still worried, she instructed, "Please forgive my presumptuous advice, every Kleber commoner is a good warrior. Our mistress doesn't need to charge into battle herself. Perhaps you can treat it as a slightly larger piece of jewelry."
Daenerys pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Ms. Surana, thank you for your advice. I will remember it."
Steward Surana bowed slightly and said, "It is my honor, noble Princess."
Daenerys reached out and grasped Steward Surana's hand, saying, "I really like your wisdom. I can feel your kindness towards me. Thank you again."
She stopped Steward Surana, who was about to bow, and her beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons as she said, "Come, I want to hear its story."
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Riverlands, Bitterbridge Camp.
Mace Tyrell's face was serious. He frowned and muttered, "If it were me..."
The Riverlands' greatest war artist stared at the map of the Valley, pondering the Valley engagement that had shocked the Seven Kingdoms.
His finger tapped the plain north of Seagull Town on the map, and he wondered, "Green only has a few thousand men, yet he won the war with one battle during the day and another at night, but that was an army of over thirty thousand."
The name Cley Cerwyn longbowmen became famous in one battle, and Duke Mace stroked his chin.
Could it be... really that powerful?
If the Cley Cerwyn longbowmen were truly as formidable as rumored, why didn't the Valley Knight retreat in time? Could the Valley's warhorses not outrun the archers' legs?
After thinking for a moment, he found the answer: the problem lay with the army's commander.
Duke Mace stroked his beard, never expecting that Bronze Yohn, famous throughout the Seven Kingdoms, only knew how to wield a sword but understood nothing of the art of war.
Then, Duke Mace had to admit... he was a little "envious" of Little Green's achievements.
In fact, he deeply yearned to personally win a splendid victory to prove the Duke of Highgarden's military talent to everyone.
His gaze unconsciously moved to the location of King's Landing on the map. He couldn't help but feel eager to try, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.
Although they were strong reinforcements for Lannister, for the sake of House Tyrell's queen's crown, he could not contend for command of the Tyrell-Lannister allied army.
Unless... Duke Tywin was defeated... No, that would mean Stannis won, and there was nothing worse than that outcome. May the Gods bless Tywin Lannister.
After a pause, Duke Mace's gaze quickly moved to the location of Storms End. Perhaps... he could try here.
...
"Father," Margaery Tyrell's clear voice rang out.
Duke Mace collected his thoughts. He looked towards his daughter and said, "Oh, my Margaery, after not seeing you for a night... my daughter is even more beautiful. Praise the Gods."
Margaery bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for the Duke of Highgarden's praise. It is the honor of my life."
After speaking, she couldn't help but chuckle, while Duke Mace let out a hearty laugh.
Margaery casually glanced at the map on the table and said, "Father, I heard that Stannis's army is already not far from King's Landing. Is the war there about to begin?"
Duke Mace nodded slightly and said, "Soon."
He stroked his beard and continued, "You will soon sit on the throne as Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, my daughter."
Margaery murmured, "May the Gods bless King Joffrey."
Seeing the worried expression on his daughter's face, Duke Mace immediately comforted her, "My Margaery, you can rest assured, Stannis cannot win."
Margaery nodded lightly and said, "I trust your judgment, Father."
She actually wanted to ask what would happen if Stannis won, but Little Rose also knew that such words should not come from her mouth.
Margaery changed the subject and said, "Father, I heard many people discussing the war that happened in the Valley. They say that the engagement between Crab Claw Peninsula and the Valley was a barbaric miracle. I think the name Count Green will soon be known throughout the Seven Kingdoms."
After hearing his daughter's words, a solemn expression appeared on Duke Mace's face, and he said, "Bloody... barbaric... This is not a good thing."
Margaery nodded and said, "Yes, I agree with you."
After a pause, she added, "As far as I know, none of the Valley Noble who participated in that battle survived. This is difficult to explain with just the cruelty of war."
Duke Mace was silent for a moment and said, "It can also be explained by revenge, at least we know the hatred of Crab Claw Peninsula for the Valley."
Margaery asked in surprise, "Father, are you going to help Count Green?"
Duke Mace shook his head slightly and said, "Not me, but you. My Margaery, when you wear the Queen's crown, you will need the love of the The Crownlands nobility, and Green's family has a tradition of direct allegiance to the Queen."
His finger tapped the armrest of the chair: "This is a good opportunity."
Margaery hesitated for a moment and said, "Father, the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms also needs to consider the feelings of the Valley Noble."
Duke Mace's newly appeared smug expression immediately vanished, and he muttered, "That is a problem..."
Margaery added, "Everyone knows that Count Green is a favored minister of Dowager Queen Lannister. It's hard for me to guess his loyalty to the new Queen."
Duke Mace's face once again showed a smug expression, and he said, "Margaery, don't worry, for my sake, Green will at least not make things difficult for you."
Margaery smiled and said, "Father, I never doubt your charm."
Her words made Duke Mace laugh heartily.
After a pause, she continued, "I know you also like Count Green's cleverness, but I have to remind you that Dowager Queen Lannister holds an inexplicable hostility towards me. At that time, he will be the most difficult one."
Duke Mace's brows furrowed. He pondered for a moment and said, "Margaery, I did indeed overlook Queen Cersei. Do you have a good idea?"
Margaery shook her head slightly with a helpless expression... In fact, Little Rose had already thought of a way to deal with Dowager Queen Lannister when she drafted the alliance agreement with Green at Longtable. But this concerned the heir of Highgarden, and to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings between family members, she found it inconvenient to say it herself.
Margaery's eyes trembled slightly... She believed that with her grandmother's wisdom, her grandmother would surely think of the same methods she could, and her grandmother would do it even better.
All she had to do was one thing: "remind" her father and make him discover the problem in the Red Keep.
If her father couldn't think of a proper solution himself, he would actively seek out her grandmother.
...
"Let me think..."
Duke Mace paced back and forth, deep in thought for a while, and then said, "Margaery, we need Lady Olenna's wisdom."
The hangover from drinking on holiday continues today. It was so hard to type these out TT (Families, the pain of having to Google familiar words to confirm them... who understands?)
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