evening.

The cold wind whistles.

Since leaving the northern border, the weather has improved day by day.

Although it is in the coldest winter of the year.

But you can often see warm sunshine and sunny days.

This is hard to see in the northern part of the winter where it is often snowy and snowy.

Morgan dismounted and was about to find a suitable place to rest for the evening around the huge convoy that stopped.

Suddenly, I heard a noisy sound coming from the front.

"Look at it, that's King's Landing City..."

"Are you finally here?"

"Are we finally coming to King's Landing?"

"Of course, at most, there is still a day's journey tomorrow, and we will be there..."

"I finally got there, I haven't had a good sleep along the way..."

"Same..."

"This is the first time I've been to the south. I heard that there are many brothels in Junlin City and the women are also very beautiful..."

"I haven't played with women from the south yet..."

"Hehe, I'm the same. When I arrive in the city, I must find a way to try it..."

"Shh, whisper, why are you doing this so loudly..."

"Miss Sansa Stark, and Miss Arya Stark are still behind, and they heard it was not good..."

"I just saw Mr. Morgan not far away..."

"Don't worry, Your Excellency Morgan doesn't care about us, and Captain Kelson will say we..."

"I would have liked Mr. Morgan as our captain. I heard that we will stay in King's Landing for at least several years this time..."

"Don't think about it. With the strong strength of Your Excellency Morgan, of course, you must follow the Duke and the two Miss Stark to ensure their safety..."

"Speaking of this, Your Excellency Morgan is really a sharpshooter. Even a fierce Winter Bear with a sizeable size can be shot to death with one arrow..."

"I heard that during that hunting conference, His Majesty the King also hunted a giant bear, but it was much smaller than the one that Lord Morgan hunted. I don't know if it was true..."

"I heard about it, too..."

"Hehe, it's very simple to know this. Just ask the captain. He also participated in the hunting competition at that time..."

"Then forget it, I don't want to be punished for talking about His Majesty the King in private..."

"Do you all know that Mr. Morgan is a sharpshooter? I heard that his swordsman is stronger..."

"I heard that, I know that Mr. Morgan easily defeated several captains who challenged the outer and inner cities..."

"Then no one dared to challenge His Excellency Morgan again..."

“…”

Several Winterfell soldiers gathered in front of him were talking about something.

The cold wind filled Morgan's ears with their voices.

Morgan didn't have the heart to disturb them either. These soldiers were on guard for most of the day, and only at this time would they have a short time to relax.

This time, the huge fleet chose to temporarily rest overnight in a wilderness.

The best location around, the wilderness under a few sparse trees, has been occupied by the king's tent.

Morgan rose a small bonfire near Sansa Stark and Arya Stark's carriages under a lonely tree.

After getting my own portion from the carriage responsible for dry food in the back.

Morgan sat in front of the campfire and put on the sausages on the fork of the barbecue when the scent was just grilled.

At this time, one tall and one short, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the Morgan fire.

......

The lights are brightly lit in the tent.

The ground is covered with delicate and expensive soft blankets.

A thick candelabra, a bonfire, a long table, and a variety of colorful fruits filled with brightly colored fruits.

Aside from the long table, Duke Ed Stark, wearing a luxurious black robe, put the small letter paper in his hand, threw it on the long table in front of him and said, "So, Daenerys Targaryen married Drogo Kao, the king of Dothrak..."

"Are we going to send a wedding gift?"

“This is too far from us…”

Ed Stark spoke indifferently, but King Robert Baratheon was not the case. He immediately responded, "Then let our warriors give them the sharpest dagger, and they end up."

I knew that the king's old friend had always hated the Targaryen clan, but I didn't expect that the old friend could hate it to this extent.

Ed Stark could only speak helplessly: "She is just a child and can't do anything..."

"No..."

King Robert Baratheon shook his head and continued: "She can spread her legs quickly and give birth to evil seeds, Ed!"

"Forget it, we won't talk about this."

Ed Stark shook his head.

For Ed Stark, who keeps his old traditions, keeps his oaths and follows glory.

A king of the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and a great duke of Winterfell in the North, these two big men gathered together to talk about killing a small girl like this, which really made him unable to accept it, even if the girl was the Targaryen clan.

"What's wrong with Ed?"

Looking at the face of his old friend in front of him, Robert Baratheon immediately knew what Ed was thinking, and immediately said with hatred: "Do you think this is despicable? It is cruel?"

"No, the cruel acts her father had committed to your brother and your father, that was cruel!"

"And all her brother, Rega Targaryen, did to your sister, the woman I love most, that's cruel!"

"I swear, I must kill all members of the Targaryen family with my own hands."

“It’s all!”

Robert Baratheon gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

When it comes to hatred for the Targaryans, no one is more deeply rooted than Robert.

Looking at the king and old friend who had such a strong hatred in front of him.

Ed Stark sighed in his heart.

The more you know some secrets, the more tormenting it will be.

But for the safety of his nephew Jon Snow, he could only continue to hide it.

"But you can't kill this one..."

Ed Stark looked at his old friend and said in a deep voice: "You can't kill me, right?"

"I know you're talking about Drogo Kao, I heard that he has 100,000 people under his command..."

"No matter how many people he has, even if he has a million more than slaks, they are in the grassland, they can't come, they don't even have a ship!"

"Even if they can come, we can drive them back!"

"Rob, what are you worried about?"

Ed Stark asked back as he looked at his old friend.

Haven't seen each other for a long time.

He felt something strange about Robert.

"Ed, I have a premonition that there will be a war near."

"I don't know when it will come, nor who the enemy is, but I feel this way..."

"There is a war waiting for us..."

After being asked by an old friend, Robert Baratheon was silent and spoke again.

"Then let him do it!"

"We'll beat it together!"

"Don't think about it..."

Realizing that his old friend seemed a little uneasy, Ed Stark suddenly said boldly, and raised the wine glass in his hand.

"Haha, I thought too much, you're right, Ed!"

"Come..."
To be continued...