Red Fort, Prime Minister's Tower.
The morning chill has not yet dissipated by the daylight, and the towering tower of the Prime Minister's Tower is immersed in an icy gray-blue hue.
Ed Stark fell asleep in the soft velvet bedding, and the days of hard work made him fall into a rare deep sleep.
Outside the window, the faint noise of King's Landing City that had just woken up gradually came.
Tuk tuk! Tuk tuk!
A sharp and heavy knock broke the brief silence, penetrating the heavy oak door panel and piercing Ed's eardrums.
Ed woke up suddenly.
"Master, it's not good!"
An anxious voice came from outside the door, it was Viyan Poole, the housekeeper who had followed him for many years.
He had secretly arranged last night that he would quietly leave King's Landing at dawn today and return to the north with his daughters.
However, Wei Yang's cry at this time gave him an ominous premonition.
He quickly got up, put on a simple woolen robe, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and opened the door.
In the dim light outside the door, stood the butler Viyan Poole and three guards loyal to the Stark family, Jori, Tomad, and Desmond:
Viyan Poor's usually calm and respectful face is as pale as paper at the moment.
He held a note tightly in his hand.
The guards' hands were pressed on the hilt of the sword, their bodies tense, and their eyes were full of suspicion and guard.
"The news of this sir has spread all over King's Landing!"
Viyan's voice was hoarse and dry, and with an unconcealable horror, he handed the note to Ed tremblingly.
Ed's brows furrowed, and the uneasiness in his heart instantly swelled.
He took the note and looked at the flickering fire in the niche in the corridor outside the door.
With just one glance, the remaining drowsiness on his face disappeared.
His pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme, and a cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover, and the blood seemed to freeze in an instant.
On the note, there is a detailed description of Jon Snow's life experience.
Son of Rhaegar and Lyana, of the Tower of Elysium, Holland Reed———
Every word stabbed at the secret he had guarded for more than ten years.
Jon is exposed!
This thought was like thunder exploding in his mind, making him dizzy.
The great shock and panic instantly overwhelmed him.
He raised his head sharply, grabbed Viyan Poole's shoulder, and his voice became urgent: "Quick! Weiyang! Find Sansa and Arya right away! Ask them not to bring anything, let's leave immediately!" Immediately! Right away! "
He must send his daughters out of this dragon pool and tiger den before the storm completely comes.
"Master Stark, I'm afraid you won't be able to do what you want."
A cold and sarcastic voice came from under the spiral staircase.
With the sonorous sound of metal rubbing, a group of golden robes wearing golden cloaks and holding long swords surged up, instantly blocking the narrow staircases and corridors.
The leader, with dazzling blonde hair, handsome face, and pure white Imperial Forest Iron Guard armor, was James Lannister.
He had a happy smile on his lips, and his eyes were like lions looking at their prey, cold and oppressive.
He raised his jaw slightly, his posture was arrogant, and his voice echoed clearly in the stagnant air:
"Take down this traitor and thief who attempted to rebel and protect the remnants of the previous dynasty!"
"The ——! of the cockroach."
The golden robes moved at the order, and the long sword with cold light flashed out of its sheath instantly, surrounding Ed and his guards, and pointing the tip of the sword straight ahead.
Ed's heart sank to the bottom.
The guards did not hesitate in the slightest, Jory roared, and the three of them drew their swords almost at the same time, trying to form a barrier with their bodies.
However, the narrow corridor could not be used at all, and the golden robe was numerous, well-trained, and the cold blade slashed mercilessly.
During fog time, the screeching sound of metal impact erupted in the corridor on the top floor of the Prime Minister's Tower.
Blood splattered, staining the cold stone walls and delicate tapestries red.
Jory desperately blocked and cut down a golden robe, but was pierced under his ribs by a halberd stabbed from the side, and blood spurted wildly.
Tomad was stabbed in the chest by two long swords at the same time, and his eyes instantly darkened.
Desmond tried to cover Ed's retreat, but was slashed to the ground by the sword.
The loyal guards, under the absolute number of suppression, resisted in an instant, and their lives were extinguished as quickly as candles.
"Stop ——!!!"
Ed's eyes were torn apart, and he watched the guards who got along day and night die tragically for him, and the great grief and anger almost tore him apart.
He roared with tears and bloody despair, "I'll go with you!" But you have to promise me that you can't hurt my family, not a single one! "
He stared at Jaime.
Viyan Poole burst into tears and cried out: "Master! "
Ed took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, his voice low and determined: "Viyan! Stay here, find Sansa and Alya, protect them, and don't go anywhere! "
Jaime let out a disdainful snort, and his eyes swept over the corpses on the ground with contempt: "Don't worry, Stark, I won't be as despicable as your Stark family, I will only kidnap defenseless gnomes to blackmail my opponents." "
The long sword in his hand was still pointed steadily at Ed.
Ed's face was even more ugly: "What nonsense are you talking about?!" '
The sneer on Jaime's face deepened, with bitter hatred: "Pretend to be stupid? Your good lady has openly kidnapped my brother Tyrion in the Riverlands, and you don't want to tell me that you know nothing about it, do you? "
He took a step forward, the tip of his sword almost touching Ed's chest.
"If it weren't for the king's order to invite you to the throne hall, do you think you could still stand here and talk? I have long since washed away the shame of the Lannisters with your blood!" "
Ed's heart sank into the abyss.
Caitlyn captures Tyrion!
This is tantamount to igniting the volcano of Lannister.
He couldn't imagine what would happen.
Jaime no longer gave him any chance to defend, and waved his hand: "Take it away!" "
The two powerful golden robes immediately stepped forward and roughly held Ed's hands.
Ed was roughly pushed through the cold long corridors of the Red Keep, and finally pushed hard into the throne hall, which symbolized the supreme power of the Seven Kingdoms.
The huge oak door closed heavily behind him, making a palpitating muffled sound.
In the hall, the atmosphere was as solemn as frozen ice.
Robert Baratheon's massive body is trapped in a throne forged from a thousand swords of the Surrendered.
The Iron Throne was more than ten feet high, fiercely twisted, and countless sharp blades stabbed upwards like thorns, flashing cold, ominous black light in the dim fire.
A narrow, steep, spiked iron staircase connected the throne to the icy ground.
Under the throne, in front of the huge long table, the imperial ministers sat silently and watched, and the air seemed to freeze.
Queen Cersei also sat in it.
Under the long golden hair, the beautiful face was shrouded in an indissoluble haze and resentment, and the turquoise eyes were nailed to Ed.
The Imperial Forest Iron Guard stood solemnly on either side of the Iron Throne Staircase like a white statue, with a cloak hanging down.
The servants, nobles and ladies held their breath and stood respectfully under the tapestry, not daring to breathe.
The heavily armed golden-robed guards stood solemnly around the hall, looking serious.
Robert's chest rose and fell violently, and he stared at Ed as he was pushed in, letting out a loud roar:
"Ned!! Tell me! Is it true that damn piece of paper?! Your 'bastard', Jon Snow, is he a bastard left by the mongrel of Rhaegar Targaryen?!! "
Ed took a few steps to his knees before standing still, raised his head to meet Robert's almost breathing fire, and the countless eyes that converged throughout the Throne Hall looked at him one by one, angry, shocked, schadenfreude, and cold.
He really didn't know what to say.