Chapter 128: Servants of the Kingdom

"I don't want this damn wedding at all, Cole. Burp~" He burped, his face was slightly drunk, and his eyes were a little blurry. "I would rather spend the night with a prostitute than marry a woman who doesn't want to sleep with me."

They sat under the Virgin's House, where Baelor the Blessed had imprisoned his sisters.

This Targaryen king can be regarded as a strange thing. "Whenever a Targaryen is born, the gods will toss a coin. One side is great and the other side is madness." Baelor I is undoubtedly great in the world. He is barefoot. Walk from King's Landing to Sunspear, bring peace to the Seven Kingdoms, return Dorne to the rule of the Iron Throne without losing a single soldier.

But Tyrion felt that he was cruel to his sisters. He put his three sisters "Diana, Rhaena and Elana" under house arrest in the maiden house in the Red Keep to protect their innocence from men. of lust and the evil pollution of the world.

In addition to these, he also did some crazy things, such as asking the king of the kingdom to wash the feet of lepers, expelling prostitutes and declaring sex trade illegal, and lords who promised to use chastity belts to protect their daughters' chastity could be tax-free, etc.

"Not everyone is Prince Dragonfly, Tyrion. There is no way to have the best of both worlds, just like you have to choose one path at a crossroad." He took a sip of wine and went down his throat.

He tilted his head and said, "If you were Long Fulai, what would you choose?"

Tyrion is faced with exactly the same choice.

The High Septon, the Grand Maester, and the Council of Kings asked Prince Duncan Targaryen to choose between the Kingdom and Jeyne, while Tyrion had to choose Lannister or Shae.

Duncan, known as Prince Dragonfly, chose the latter, while Tyrion, known as the Little Devil, chose the former. He wanted Shae, but the memories cast a deep shadow on him.

"The throne is mine, and so is Jenny." Cole said.

Tyrion grinned, "That's a greedy answer, Cole. It's against the rules of the game."

"Rules only bind the weak. The strong can make their own rules with the sword in their hands, just like Aegon the Conqueror."

"That's because he has a monster like Balerion, the Black Death."

I have it too.

"Are you still a virgin? Cole." Tyrion turned his head and stared at him.

Forehead.

"Can't you ask some other questions? Asshole"

Tyrion stopped, "When men gather together, what else can they say besides talking about women? Hiccup~"

He stood up unsteadily, grabbed Cole's clothes, "Let's go, I will take you to a good place, you will definitely be welcome there."

"Tyrion, you're already drunk, so just go to bed." Cole also stood up.

"Really?" He really felt that the world was spinning, and he barely helped Cole to stand still. "Then I will let Bronn take you there."

"I don't need you to worry about it, just worry about the wedding."

He supported Tyrion with his hand. The squire Podrick was sitting not far away, and Cole waved to him.

"Your Lord Tyrion seems drunk. Please help him back to rest."

The attendant nodded and reached out to borrow the little devil.

Tyrion had just complained about this kid named Podrick. This kid was very afraid of people and he was hesitant to speak.

After watching Tyrion walk away, Cole was about to return to his resting place, but when he looked between the castles, it was too bad, he seemed to have forgotten the way.

This castle is very large, with inner courtyards, arch halls, covered bridges, barracks, cellars, and barns scattered throughout it. It is difficult for everyone to lead the way.

He looked up at Maiden House to see which way they were coming from.

The tallest one is Maegor's Tower, the residence of the royal family. Over there is the White Sword Tower, no, that is the Prime Minister's Tower.

He just felt that his eyes were spinning in circles. Forget it, let's find someone to ask.

Walking down the corridor, you suddenly entered a garden with dense flowers, butterflies and bees fluttering among the flower stamens, and the sweet sound of clear bells rising and falling.

He followed the sound recklessly, hoping to find someone to ask for directions.

Suddenly two armor-piercing guards walked out of the surroundings and blocked his way.

"My lord, the queen is hosting a banquet in the garden to entertain the female family. The garden is temporarily closed to traffic."

"Sorry, I'm lost. I don't know where to go to the residence where the palace receives guests?" Cole nodded and asked.

Just as he was passing by a servant, the guard summoned him.

Cole told him the approximate location, and then the servants showed him the way.

Not far away, they met a group of female relatives. They must have been invited to attend the queen's banquet.

Cole immediately caught sight of the girl with flowers in the center. Her smile was blooming like a tender rose. She has soft, elk-like eyes, soft brown curly hair, brown eyes and a graceful figure.

Wearing a waist-cinched green skirt, two bouquets of bright red rose stamens were embellished, and a white silk scarf hung from her shoulders, floating slightly.

The girl also looked over and stopped to look.

Cole followed the attendant lightly and nodded slightly.

"Whose master is that?" the girl next to Margery asked.

Not only Little Rose stopped, all the girls couldn't move just now.

Those soft and floating eyes stared closely at the silver figure, "Marquis Cole Julius."

She will never forget this face. He is riding a tall war horse, holding a rein in one hand and a sword in the other. It shines in the firelight as dazzlingly as the gods in the sky. His white and silver armor and silver hair, his dyed face Bloody handsome face.

"He is so handsome." The girl on the side couldn't help but sigh.

"I know, I know, the minstrels call him the Knight of the White Bird."

"Is that his hair silver? I heard that only Valyrians have silver hair."

"Okay, ladies, don't let the queen wait for us too long." Margaery came back to her senses and said to the girls beside her.

"Look, the future queen has spoken." This caused a pleasant laugh.

She laughed with them, trying to make herself look very cheerful.

Cole followed the servants into the castle, and another person came in front of him. He walked softly, wearing a velvet gown, with a bald head, tall but plump, but his fingertips and shape were like a woman.

You can smell a little perfume from a distance.

It is not surprising that men among nobles use perfume. After all, not everyone is so keen on taking a bath.

He bowed gently and called out Cole's name, "Good afternoon, Lord Julius."

He waved his hand to greet the servant, "I have something to discuss with His Excellency the Marquis."

The servant stood up and left.

"My Lord, please allow me to introduce myself - Varys, a servant of the kingdom and the chief of intelligence for the Imperial Council."