Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 46: Corrupted Dorne and the Court of King's Landing

The Yronwood family camp.

Lewyn Yronwood took the golden crown given to him by Tygarro from the hands of the Middle Dorne nobles who surrendered to him, and slowly put it on his head.

"Long live the High King of Dorne!" Earl Jordain, who led his army, was the first to raise his sword and shout. Before Queen Nymeria unified Dorne, the Jordain family was a loyal vassal of the Yronwood family. Even after hundreds of years of Martell's rule of Dorne, the two families still had close contacts. Almost at the same time, Earl Manwoody of King's Graveyard shouted. The ancestor of the Manwoody family was also a king. It is said that he once killed a gardener king of the River Reach, so their family emblem is a skull with a crown. Unfortunately, the current Manwoody family has long declined. The Manwoody family, whose territory is close to the Yronwood family, can only rely on this powerful family to survive.

"Long live the High King of Dorne!" The nobles who were vassals of House Yronwood raised their swords at the same time.

"Long live the High King of Dorne!" The Dornish lords who surrendered after Prince Keoren's defeat also raised their swords. They did not find the banner of the Martell family after the camp roar, and finally had to kneel down and pledge allegiance to Lewyn Yronwood. Among them, the most active one to surrender was the Qorgel family of Sandstone City. When the Yronwood family was king, the Qorgel family was once a vassal of the Yronwood family.

The army of House Yronwood suddenly expanded by thousands of men, and it was already as powerful as before Nymeria unified Dorne.

Levin looked at the cheering crowd with satisfaction. The fireworks flickered, hiding Tigaro's face in the shadows. Levin raised his wine glass with satisfaction and found Tigaro in the corner.

"Messenger, I have a daughter who is 13 years old and has not yet reached her first period. I wonder if she will be lucky enough to marry the Dragon King." He looked at Tigaro drunkenly: "If the prince or prince has a girl of mine that he likes, you can also ask me. I respect the marriage customs of Valyria."

Tigaro looked at Leven speechlessly, but he hid his emotions well.

"Your Majesty, I need to consult the prince on this matter."

"Haha, envoy, say hello to the prince for me." He raised his glass: "Cheers to Prince Longzel."

Star falls into the city.

After receiving the news that Prince Keoren was defeated by Lewyn Yronwood and the Borderland Army destroyed the coalition of the Lords of East Dorne, Ser Albin Dayne, who imprisoned his father, finally saw the opportunity he had dreamed of. And his sister Obara Dayne also sent him what he wanted from High Hidden City.

A crown with a river carved into it.

The young knight could not wait to crown himself, calling himself the King of the Turbulent River, Albin V of the Dayne family. The Blemont family did not dare to go against the powerful Dayne family, so they could only send envoys to express their surrender.

The Ule family, which had lost most of its troops and the head of the family, went crazy again. The young man, who was highly expected by the family knights and was believed not to be as crazy as his father, also got himself a crown and called himself the King of the Great Desert and the Shield of the Sulfur River.

The originally complete Dorne was instantly torn into pieces.

Prince Keoren, who fled back to Sunspear in a panic, immediately sent out ravens, accusing the three families that claimed to be kings of being traitors and demanding that the Dornish lords join forces to fight against them.

But the division of Dorne was a fact, and all the territories of the Weir family had been taken into the pocket of Longzel. He announced that the Dornish would be exempted from taxes this year, and adjusted the types of taxes that the Weir family had previously levied, reducing the burden on civilians. He also purchased a large amount of grain from Essos and put it into the markets of the border areas and new territories, greatly alleviating the trauma caused by the war.

Sunspear.

Prince Keolun sat on his recliner tiredly. The dark cloud of war failure hung over the city, and the once bustling Greenblood Estuary was now deserted, with no trace of its former prosperity.

"Your Majesty, we still have a way." Moros Kafer, the chief retainer of Kooren, stood beside his lord and said softly.

"Don't tell us that we have to bow to the Iron Throne." How could Keoren not know this method? But now it is not very realistic. A Dornish prince who can integrate the whole of Dorne is an existence that the Iron Throne cannot underestimate, but a Dornish prince whose decrees can only be implemented in a quarter or even less of Dorne, his value may not be as high as the Yronwood family who actually controls half of Dorne. "Your Majesty, but what the Iron Throne desires is the submission of Dorne, even if it is just nominal submission." Moros said the reality. "Whether it is Yronwood or Dayne or Uller, they dare to openly claim to be king. The most powerful support is not only their own strength, but also the intervention of external forces."

"I know." Prince Keoren knew it when Lewyn Yronwood led the cavalry to raid. Only dragons could find their marching route so accurately and not be discovered by them. "The little prince must have made a lot of efforts. A divided Dorne is much better than a unified Dorne. It can also give him enough time to digest the territory of the Weir family. The Weir family is damned Ullen, seven layers of hell."

Prince Keoren had the urge to kill when he thought of this culprit. This son of a bitch almost dragged the entire Dorne into the abyss by himself.

"Your Majesty, we can use this to our advantage."

"Hmm?" Keolun seemed to have thought of something. "You mean..."

"What Yronwood and the others can get from Prince Longzier, we can too. Since Prince Longzier wants a divided Dorne, we will give him a Dorne with many heroes coexisting." Moros said expressionlessly.

"He wants a complete Dorne, so he won't allow one family to dominate. I understand." Keolun suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that Alexandra is too young, otherwise... Wait, Moros, do you have any information about Prince Longzel and the others?"

Moros nodded, "We've been prepared for this for a long time. Princess Alexandra is 7 years old, and Prince Longzel's brother, Prince Rey, is only 13 years old. The age difference is perfect, and Prince Rey also has a dragon."

"Moros, are you willing to serve as my envoy to pay a visit to Prince Longzel and go to King's Landing to seek the conditions for the Iron Throne?"

"It's my honor." Moros stroked his chest.

"Snapped."

There was a sound like something falling to the ground coming from the room behind.

Kooren called the servant coldly and said, "Tell the maids at home to keep an eye on Alexandra. She is not allowed to leave the palace until Butler Moros returns."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

King's Landing.

Red Fort, Council Chamber.

Otto Hightower sat in silence as Hand of the King, and all the ministers of the Small Council were also silent.

Until Christon Cole walked into the council hall with the king, looking unhappy.

The silence was broken.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Dorne is divided," the king said straight to the point, but everyone could see the joy on the king's face.

"Our long-cherished wish may come true."

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