Chapter 224 Choice

"You used this reason to reject Doran?"

In the foggy bathroom, Samwell and Margaery had a candid conversation.

"Yes. I really don't like Arianne."

"But Princess Arianne is quite beautiful." Margaery deliberately blew hot air into the man's ear, "Are you really not moved?"

"Alianne is indeed beautiful, but she is too stupid. Look how miserable Dorne was when she was tricked by her. If I marry her, I will face countless troubles." Samwell held the pink girl in his arms.

He gave me a kiss on the face and said, "It's better you make me worry-free."

Margaery giggled, causing ripples in the bathtub: "Aren't you worried that Prince Doran will hold a grudge because of this and completely fall to the Lannister family?"

"It doesn't matter." Samwell shrugged, "How much strength does Dorne have now? I guess they may not even be able to gather 10,000 regular troops. The Martell family can no longer affect the overall situation."

"Then what if Prince Daulang chooses to side with Stannis Baratheon and release all the captured armies of the Three Realms?"

"No." Samwell shook his head firmly, "These prisoners of the Three Realms are the most important bargaining chip in Prince Doran's hand. It can even be said to be his only bargaining chip to influence the situation of the Seven Kingdoms. He will not hand it over so easily.

What's more, the Martell family actually doesn't want to see Stannis Baratheon quickly defeat the Lannister family and ascend to the Iron Throne."

"Why?"

Margaery was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "Daenerys Targaryen? She also has a dragon?"

"They didn't do anything, did they?" Samwell suddenly started gossiping.

But this plan needs Hebend's support.

"Ser Barristan, you have served so many kings. In your opinion, what kind of person is most suitable to rule the Seven Kingdoms?"

"But then you won't be able to marry Princess Arianne. She is a great beauty. Isn't it a pity?"

"Yeah." Margery was relieved immediately.

"What's wrong? Finished picking?"

"No. He is going to the other side of the Narrow Sea to find Daenerys."

"I don't care about that crazy woman marrying whoever she likes."

Perhaps conquering Dorne does not necessarily require the use of force...

White clouds floated in the blue sky, changing into various strange shapes.

Margaery smiled and gave her a sweet kiss, while comforting her: "But you have the support of the Reach. This is no better than two young dragons."

Samwell looked strange: "Since we met in secret, how did you know?"

How could Samwell let her be so presumptuous? He immediately grabbed the girl's waist and started working underwater.

Soon, an invasion plan for Dorne's fragile agriculture was quietly taking shape.

The two girls played with the man for a while, and then continued to pick grapes together.

"I want to remind you that dragons are gifts from the gods, but they are also the source of tragedy. Especially a young dragon, while it brings you support, it can also attract endless malice."

"What a pity." Margaery pursed her red lips, "This is Barristan Selmy. In the eyes of most people in Westeros, whoever he fights for is the legitimate king."

"Old knight?" Samwell was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say why didn't you give the other party's name.

"So, the Martell family is secretly supporting Daenerys?"

Samwell decided to discuss it with Lady Olenna, the "Queen of Thorns" after returning to Highgarden.

"Bring him here." Samwell ordered, already guessing who the other party was.

Samwell followed lazily behind, constantly refining the idea that just came to him.

"You want to leave? I'd like to ask, where are you going?" Samwell had already guessed where the other party was going and hesitated whether to stay.

The effect looks very good, and now more than a dozen mountain grape plantations of various sizes have been built near Starfall City.

"Viscount Caesar." The old knight was not wearing a white robe and white armor. He always felt as if he was naked and his momentum was much weaker.

"Is it him?" Margaery's eyes flashed, "He didn't come to seek refuge with you?"

Samwell stood under the grape trellis, looking at the two girls in front of him who were happily picking grapes, feeling comfortable and relaxed.

When the man smiled again, she continued to ask:

"Of course there are many benefits!" Samwell said honestly, feeling the girl's soft body caressing his body.

"Forget it, you can't force this kind of thing." Samwell said indifferently, "Besides, I'm not suitable for being too high-profile now. If Barristan stands behind me with a sword and armor, I'm afraid it will attract more attention to me.

So much hatred.”

"Yes. Quentin of the Martell family has a secret engagement with Daenerys." Samwell sighed, "Actually, this is the real reason why I rejected Doran. This guy is obviously hedging his bets.

And I suspect that he supports me just to make me a target to attract firepower, so as to pave the way for Daenerys. By wearing Aegon's crown and marrying two more wives, he really wants me to become a public enemy in the whole realm."

Samwell was a little uninterested: "Then why did you come to see me?"

Natalie smiled: "My bird saw it."

"What about...Natalie Dane?"

"You don't have to worry about me." Samwell said with a smile. Seeing Natalie also handing over a grape, he quickly caught it with his mouth.

Sweet and sour, juicy and watery.

"Sam!" Two bright and pretty faces appeared in front of him, interrupting Samwell's thoughts.

"I also have a dragon." Samwell still tried to persuade him to stay.

"That old grandpa, he secretly met my mother before." Natalie suddenly said.

Soon, the old man came to Samwell.

"What about forming an alliance with the Tyrell family?" Margaery's charming eyes teased the man with her body, "Is it more troublesome or more beneficial?"

After entering autumn, even the sun in Dorne is not as fierce as before.

"Because the Martell family also wants to see the Seven Kingdoms in chaos." Samwell explained, "Earl Leyton Hightower told me that on the continent of Essos across the narrow sea, the last member of the Targaryen family

The bloodline also successfully hatched the dragon."

This was also secretly promoted by Samwell, hoping to strengthen economic and trade ties between the two places.

At this moment, the attendant Noah Rowan trotted over and said:

"My lord, an old knight wants to see you."

Others may suspect that Samwell is a descendant of the Targaryen family, but having been a Kingsguard for decades, the Targaryen royal family has no secrets in Barristan's eyes. Of course, he knows that Samwell cannot be of true dragon blood.

.

"Ser Barristan, welcome to Starfall City." Samwell greeted with a smile.

Barristan's eyes were sincere and firm: "She is the last descendant of the true dragon bloodline and the destined queen."

"Yes. That's why I rejected him. Forming an alliance with the Martell family will not bring much benefit, but a lot of trouble."

…

Samwell shrugged, feeling that he was thinking too much.

But the next second, he realized something. He turned to look outside the vineyard and saw an old man in a gray linen robe being stopped by the guards. The man had his head wrapped in a gauze scarf and his face could not be seen clearly.

Then Samwell remembered that this girl was also a shapechanger and had a crow.

"Dolan's approach is not surprising." Margery's eyes moved and she said, "After all, there are three dragons over there, but you only have one here, and you have to share it with Hewan."

In Barristan's view, Samwell is at best a remnant of the Blackfire.

"No, I just saw you haven't moved for a long time, so come here and take a look." Margaery smiled and stuffed a grape into the man's mouth.

"Baristan Selmy."

"Sam, who was that just now?" Margaery came over at some point and asked quietly.

"Across the Narrow Sea." Ser Barristan said calmly, "I heard from sailors who came from a long voyage that there was a girl there who hatched three dragons."

"Who should rule the Seven Kingdoms is decided by the gods." Barristan said calmly, "This choice must not be left to mortals, otherwise it will definitely cause endless war and death. This is why I have been in King's Landing for so long.

The white knight understands."

Samwell paused: "I have always regarded her as my sister."

Samwell laughed loudly: "Aegon Targaryen did not rely on fate to conquer the Seven Kingdoms. He relied on blood and fire. Ser Barristan, since you have made up your mind, I wish you a safe journey."

.”

"What can we do?" Natalie looked confused, "Just talk. I thought he was an old friend of my mother's."

Samwell crossed his arms and asked with a smile:

Nowadays, with the growth of Yingzui Island's winemaking industry, Xingluo City has also begun to grow mountain grapes, becoming one of the raw material supply bases for brandy.

Ser Barristan blushed rarely:

"I have already met Mrs. Ashara and was about to leave. When I heard that you were coming, I wanted to meet you too."
To be continued...