The death of the King's Hand in Dorne is certainly no small matter.
However, Dorne's rebellion has been put down, and all the criminals involved have been punished as they deserve. It can be said that the deceased can rest in peace, and the family and friends of the deceased can get some comfort.
A few days later, it started to rain lightly.
The streets of King's Landing were washed clean by the rain, and in front of the gate of the Red Keep, two groups of people stood in the rain with sad faces. There was a huge ornate coffin in the middle.
Lying among them was the body of former Prime Minister Jon Connington. Jon Connington's widow, Lady Bess of the Bracken family, was crying under the umbrella with a big belly.
After Viserys ascended the throne as the Emperor of Valyria, Arianne, who was promoted to the Queen of the Empire, also wore a solemn dress, with a graceful and luxurious temperament, and stood under an umbrella.
She also wears the coat of arms of the Targaryen family on her chest, because it is customary here to marry into another family and you will be considered a member of this family.
Arianne can be called Arianne Targaryen, and she can also be called Arianne Nameros Martell.
At this moment, the queen, who has a luxurious temperament, is whispering comfort beside the girl.
Mrs. Beth Clinton's face was still very childish and her belly was swollen. It looked like she had just grown up and married the former Prime Minister Jon Clinton under the arrangement of her uncle.
In fact, this is a very good engagement. Beth does not feel sad because Jon is twice her age, because Jon Clinton is only in his thirties now, in his prime, and not even capable.
No old man.
Moreover, Jon holds a high position of power as Prime Minister and Governor of the Stormlands. In other words, if the girl's uncle were not the Lord of the Sea and the Governor of the Riverlands, Geoffrey Bracken, Jon might not be able to like her.
Jon's character is conservative and traditional. He doesn't need a wife who is as beautiful as a flower. He just needs a woman who can match her status and carry on the family line. Bess is just the right candidate.
Arianne has assumed her responsibilities as the queen and is holding the girl's hand and whispering comfort.
If someone else comes to persuade you, it may not have any good effect, but a conversation between women will undoubtedly open up their hearts very quickly.
On the other side, Viserys was also dressed solemnly, and the metal crest on his left chest shone slightly under the wash of rain.
He was standing beside Jon Connington's coffin without an umbrella, and beside him were Oberyn, Varys and others.
His Majesty the Emperor did not hold an umbrella and was caught in the rain. Except for His Majesty the Queen, the Prime Minister's wife and other female family members, no one else dared to hold an umbrella. They all lowered their heads to express their condolences, whether sincerely or not.
In front of Jon Clinton's coffin, the Archbishop of St. Baelor's Cathedral and the Dean of King's Landing Theological Seminary, with a fat figure and a crystal crown on his head, was holding one hand on the lid of the coffin, muttering something in his mouth.
Knowing what was being said, I was slightly breathing heavily.
Afterwards, when the Fat Archbishop's eulogy was completed, Jon Clinton's coffin was lifted up by several Unsullied soldiers and placed on the carriage.
"ready to go!"
"ready to go!"
With a few shouts, the motorcade escorting Jon Clinton's coffin officially drove out of the Red Keep.
Viserys and other princes and ministers did not choose to walk. They each got on horses and sedan chairs and followed the team forward.
"I didn't expect Jon to die in Dorne."
Among the princes and ministers of the empire, those who were familiar with bows and horses chose to ride horses, while the Finance Minister Illyrio and others who were obese or too weak to be exposed to the rain quickly got into the sedan chair.
At this moment, Oberyn was still wearing a sandy yellow battle robe, riding his black war horse, urging the horse to follow Viserys, and then spoke.
A few days have passed since Viserys returned from Dorne. However, Viserys has been very busy these days and locked himself in the cellar of the Red Keep. No one knows what he is doing, not even Oberyn.
Didn't talk to Viserys.
"Um."
"I didn't expect it either."
Viserys, Oberyn, Jon Clinton and others are considered old friends. They all fought together on the continent of Essos and were all tied to the Targaryen family chariot. Viserys was the war chariot.
The driver of the chariot, and these important ministers are the wheels of the chariot. Everyone will be prosperous, and everyone will suffer.
Therefore, although after the unification of the Seven Kingdoms, many people slandered Viserys and tried to leverage the status of Oberyn, Jon, Bessie and other capable generals who founded the country, but it had no effect.
Viserys is not the kind of person who hides his good birds and hides them, while his cunning rabbits are cooked by lackeys. The people who followed him in the beginning, even those who no one likes like the little skinned Ramsay Bolton, have also been rewarded.
Some awards.
Viserys and Oberyn braved the patter of raindrops in the sky, just like two old friends, talking without a word while walking, while others only left deep envy for such a relationship between king and minister.
"When my brother comes to King's Landing, I will tell him what to do."
At this time, Oberyn looked at a little boy who was wiping his nose among the curious onlookers on the street, and then turned to Viserys and said.
Before this incident, Oberyn had sent a message to his brother, but it was obvious that Prince Doran did not adopt his opinion.
Then they suffered a big loss. Three Dornish families loyal to Martell were destroyed. The so-called 'indomitable' Martell family was severely slapped in the face. Prince Doran himself even came to King's Landing to plead guilty.
Oberyn already knew that his brother was about to come north to King's Landing.
"Um."
Viserys was also drenched in light rain, with raindrops sliding down his cheeks. He held the reins in his hands and nodded without saying anything more.
"His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty the Emperor!"
The surrounding people watching the excitement cheered regardless of the occasion, and those who didn't know it thought it was a good thing. Then they were driven away by the soldiers of the Unsullied Legion and the city guard.
Jon Connington's coffin left the Red Keep and walked along the road to King's Landing Academy on Rhaenys Foothills, where his remains will be buried.
Because the original decision to split the school city into several colleges was supported by Jon Clinton and he put forward many constructive suggestions, which was regarded as one of his brilliant political achievements during his tenure.
Therefore, Jon Connington's burial in King's Landing Military Academy is of commemorative significance.
On the streets washed clean by the rain, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of wheels, the cheers of the surrounding people and the sounds of driving were intertwined, and then slowly submerged in the vast curtain of rain.