Dragonstone Island, Picture Table Hall.
The cold sea breeze poured in through the tall arched windows, causing the flames in the fireplace to flicker and cast swaying shadows on the enormous stone tables carved into all of Westeros.
Stannis Baratheon stands in the symbolic position of King's Landing.
His clenched fist slammed into the hard stone table, making a dull loud noise, and his knuckles instantly turned red.
"Ed Stark!"
He gritted his teeth, and every study was filled with monstrous anger: "This hypocritical northerner! He pretended to be fierce and sought the Alliance, warning me, it turned out that he was just trying to use me as a stepping stone for his ambitions, I really underestimated the cunning of this direwolf, he dared to hide the Targaryen evil species in Winterfell for more than ten years, and watched our brothers read the wall, waiting to sit and reap the profits, what a Stark's 'honor'! "
Davos Siworth stood aside, his brows furrowed, his weathered face full of confusion: "My lord, so to speak—are the clues about the life of the princes and princesses false? Was it a trap set by Stark? "
Stannis turned abruptly, his thin cheeks tensed with anger, and his eyes flashed cold: "No, Davos, Jon Arryn has confirmed the secret of the hair color of those children with me before he died, and those three children are indeed not of Robert's blood. "
He paused, his voice even more gloomy: "But Ed Stark's actions are the real viciousness, he didn't report to the king, he didn't tell the prime minister, but chose to tell me alone in the chaotic place of Telosie, he just wanted me to be this evil man who pierced the pus, let me go to confront Robert and the Lannisters head-on, and he, while holding the true prince of Targaryen, watched the Baratheon family kill each other, and when we were both defeated, he would justifiably pick the fruits of victory, so deep the city!" "
Davers carefully chewed on Stannis' analysis, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.
Combined with Stark's "secret report" in Telosie and the obscure "alliance" letter later, combined with the shocking secrets that have now been revealed, this explanation is so tightly tailored that Eddard Stark's motives for his actions are extremely clear.
He nodded heavily: "My lord, it seems that Stark does have evil intentions, so how should we-- deal with it now?" Ed Stark has become a prisoner, Lanley has been banished from the center of power, and King's Landing is already a whirlpool of Lannister and Robert. "
Stannis walked to the window, looking out at the lead-gray sea and the hideous reef of Dragonstone, his face so gloomy that it could drip water.
Lan Li's ambition exposure and loss of power were also unexpected to him.
He was silent for a long time, and finally said:
"Wait and see, King's Landing has become a dragon pond and a tiger's den, I will never go back to throw myself into the net, let Robert go to the headache, see how he deals with his 'good brother', see how he extinguish the war in the land of his queen family in Hejian, we will wait for the opportunity"
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His gaze fell on the area on the stone table that symbolized the northern realm, and swept over the stormlands and river bends.
Deep in Stannis' icy blue eyes, there was a deep coldness.
Then he looked at the direction of King's Landing again.
For his brother Robert, he only had resentment in his heart.
His brother was a complete drunkard and guest.
Leaving Robert on the throne will only make the Seven Kingdoms smoky.
Stannis has always had an unspeakable sense of responsibility in his heart, and he feels that he will be the one who saves the kingdom.
Therefore, by now, Stannis no longer intends to reveal the true identities of the three children at this time.
He was ready to wait for the opportunity, preferably Robert to be poisoned by the Lannisters' machinations.
At that time, he would have become the first heir to the Iron Throne.
Beneath the Red Keep, in a deep, damp passage filled with musty and dusty smells.
Governor Illyrio had no intention of fiddling with his well-maintained mustache at this time.
His chubby face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm at the moment.
"Rhaegar - he actually left a legitimate son?!"
Illyrio's voice was filled with incredible anger: "Lyanna Stark's seed?!" How is this possible! He was obviously at that time..."
Varys said in a solemn voice: "Calm down, it's just a rumor at the moment, Robert has ordered the school city to thoroughly check the authenticity of Bishop Maynard's diary, but regardless of whether it's true or not, the appearance of this 'Jon Snow' has disrupted all plans." "
He was extremely annoyed in his heart, feeling that the chess game he had worked hard for many years was messed up by an invisible hand.
Illyrio rubbed his fat palms irritably, anxiously walking back and forth, and his expensive silk robe rubbed against the stains on the wall without realizing it: "Even so, their marriage is invalid, there is only one case of bigamy, and it is impossible for Rhaegar to want bigamy." "
Varys said gloomily: "But if that Bishop Maynard's diary records it, it means that the church agreed to Rhaegar's bigamy, in any case, his appearance makes us very passive, and we have to think of a way." "
Illyrio stopped, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Viserys and Daenerys are both in the hands of that Oriental, what else can we do, unless we land directly, the Golden Regiment, is ready to go, and I wish I could do it." "
Varys shook his head: "But the little griffin is not ready yet, landing at this moment will only become the target of public criticism, I mean we can use Dorne's line." "
Illyri narrowed his eyes, and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes: "Dorn? The prince who spends his days thinking about intrigues in the Flowing Water Garden is more cautious than the most cunning fox, without full certainty, without a clear Targaryen heir to fulfill his marriage contract to Princess Aren, he will never show his fangs easily, and now that Viserys is not in our hands, expecting him to attract the wrath of the Iron Throne for a Targaryen far north? No way! "
Varys let out an almost inaudible low laugh: "He also has a rebellious daughter, let her take that Snow to Dorn, once she acts publicly, she will break with the Iron Throne, and Dorne's hidden power will be forced to surface." "
Illyrio's eyes lit up suddenly, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "My friend, you are indeed the artist who knows how to use people's hearts and desires the most, by the way, I have one more thing to tell you." Last month, I personally went to Braavos and had an in-depth exchange with the Sea King, and in the end, we reached a consensus, and the Sea King wrote to Valantis to persuade the damn Archons to prepare a special 'gift' for the Oriental who was besieging Mir." "
Varys showed an expectant smile: "Then I wish your "gift" can kill that oriental.
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