Chapter 132 Blood Crow

Tyrion covered the chair with a Myrish mat to make up for his height difference.

This long table of the royal meeting seemed to have never thought of having a dwarf sitting on it.

Only the jesters in the palace had a seat for dwarfs.

The king's position was still occupied by Lord Tywin, who received the Storm King's envoys in the hall and then convened a royal meeting.

They didn't even have time to have lunch.

Ser Kevan sat upright, and Cersei looked absent-minded.

Gods, this was the first time Tyrion saw her like this, and she was the same in the hall.

"Did you hear the Storm King's conditions clearly?" Lord Tywin's voice was like a cold wind.

The silver-haired boy made it very clear that if King's Landing did not cooperate with them, Stannis would move his army to the North and give Storm's End and the Narrow Sea to the Dothraki and the Ironborn.

"Let them go to the North if they want to. If that land of snow and rock can save us one less enemy, it is undoubtedly a good thing." Lord Matus Rowan said.

Although the conditions of the Marquis of Midsummer Pavilion were vague, everyone could hear what he wanted.

"They don't want the North, and Lord Stark will not give up his territory." Sir Kevan said.

Even so, the land of the North occupies half of Westeros, and there is enough space for all of Stannis. But Tyrion felt that his uncle was right. The people of the North believed in the old gods and did not believe in the Lord of Light.

"They want us to fight the Dothraki to a loss, and then lead the troops to the south from the Neck." Lord Redwyne rarely maintained a rational analysis.

After the fleet in Whispering Bay was destroyed, he hated the group of iron people with gnashing teeth.

If the North, the Riverlands, and Stannis join forces to go south, can King's Landing, which has just fought a great battle with the Dothraki, win again?

Tyrion denied it in his heart. It was hard to say whether they could defeat the coalition of the Grasslanders and the Ironborn.

"Then give them the Stormlands." Tyrion suggested.

With Stannis in the Stormlands to tie up the enemy, the Westerlands and the Reach can stay in the rear and not involve them in the war.

The Westerlands and the Reach will not be the first battlefield.

If they are cavalry, they can only land in the Stormlands and the Riverlands, as long as their leaders are not stupid.

As for the Ironborn to capture King's Landing, they must at least pass through Blackwater Bay, and Dragonstone will also become a barrier to King's Landing.

"They want more than just the Stormlands, Tyrion." Lord Matus Rowan said.

One Stormland cannot satisfy Lord Midsummer Hall and Stannis.

The war should be led by them. King's Landing needs to provide them with wartime supplies, return all captives and castles captured in the war. Recognize the castles they occupied during the war.

It is impossible to promise these.

"Even if we don't give them the Stormlands, they will take it back or give it to the Dothraki." Tyrion shrugged.

"Tell them the news about Stannis, Varys." Lord Tywin ordered him.

The eunuch spoke in a soft voice: "My lords, what the Lord of Midsummer Hall said is indeed quite exaggerated. As far as I know, there should be about fifty ships left on Dragonstone at this time, and only 1,300 soldiers left."

"Is he lying to us?" Sir Redwyne asked.

The eunuch tilted his head, "That's not true. At Storm's End, my Lord Lord does have an army of more than 10,000 people."

"Where did he get so many people?" Lord Matus Rowan was surprised.

"The wildlings in the Kingswood worship him as king, and Jafar Dondarrion, Heywood Felbur, Shoof Granderson, Roland Storm and others have gathered troops for him."

Their family was given by King Joffrey Baratheon to the meritorious ministers in the Battle of the Blackwater.

Ten thousand people is not a lot, but it is not a little either, it depends on how many cavalry there are among them.

"In any case, he agreed to come to King's Landing, at least it shows Stannis's attitude." Sir Kevan said.

Everyone knew that Lord Tywin had made a decision.

"Let's end the meeting here. Tyrion and Cersei stay. We have to talk about the wedding." Lord Tywin announced.

The wedding here is naturally not the king's wedding, but his Tyrion's wedding.

The adults in the royal meeting stood up and left.

Only a group of Lannisters were left.

"Father, shouldn't I avoid it?" Tyrion asked, after all, it was his wedding.

"No, you'd better know the process. This time, we won't let the wild monks pronounce the oath for you. Don't lose face for the Lannister family." Lord Tywin said calmly.

"Where will the wedding be held? The church is preparing for Joff's wedding." Queen Cersei finally came back to her senses.

"There won't be many people. It's in the small hall of the Hand's Tower." Ser Kevan said.

"Are the tailors' clothes ready?" Lord Tywin asked.

"It's already been made. I believe you will be satisfied with this set of groom's clothes, Tyrion." His uncle looked at him.

Tyrion could only smile far-fetchedly. He had no doubt about it, but no matter how beautiful the dwarf wore, he would not be the protagonist of the ball.

"What is the attitude of the Stark family towards the wedding?" Tyrion asked casually.

"As long as you take the girl's virginity, you don't have to worry about their threats, Tyrion."

No wonder, if he really did that, Lord Eddard would have to chop off his second brother and feed him to the direwolf.

"I hope you can get her pregnant quickly, so that we can use the baby in her belly to ask Lord Stark to send troops."

They discussed for a while, and Lord Tywin announced the adjournment.

He left first with his uncle Kevan, and Tyrion jumped off the chair, only to see Cersei looking at him with her beautiful green eyes.

The little devil looked at her sideways, "Dear sister, are you ready to marry to Highgarden?"

He saw anger rising in those eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere." Cersei answered Tyrion in an angry tone.

Tyrion helplessly shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave.

"Where did you find that person?" Cersei's voice came from behind.

"Who?"

"The boy with silver hair."

Tyrion thought for a moment, "Oh, you mean Cole? He didn't have silver hair when we first met."

Speaking of silver hair, Tyrion also had some guesses. He specifically looked through the genealogy of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms. The boy was probably the illegitimate son of Bloodraven Brynden Rivers, or the illegitimate son of Bloodraven's illegitimate son. His Valyrian steel sword was probably the lost sword of the Targaryen family, "Dark Sister".

Duke Bloodraven once served as the Hand of the Kingdom and even suppressed several Blackfyre Rebellions.

"He is willing to sacrifice his honor in exchange for the peace of the country." This is what Duke Bloodraven said when he was tried in the book records.