Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 54 Rose and Hunter

The next morning, Earl Royce finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the two giant dragons disappear into the distance. His second son Desmond Cullen and his niece Tia Cullen stood beside him.

"Tia, didn't I tell you to..." Watching the dragon disappear into the sky, Sir Desmond growled at Tia with some regret.

"I'm sorry, cousin." Tia said with her head down, "but I really can't help it. I woke up in my own bed."

"That's enough." Royce interrupted his son who was about to explode. "This is extremely stupid. Don't try to anger the Dragon King. This will do no good to our family."

He touched Tia's head. "Well done, good girl. Don't worry, I will definitely make it up to you." The Earl rolled his eyes at Desmond and returned to the castle with Tia without looking back.

Desmond was stunned for a moment. Isn't this what you asked for? Why am I the one who has to take the blame in the end?

The second son knight spat on the ground angrily, then turned and walked towards the castle gate.

The wind from the Red Mountains blew through the tower, and indeed, it made a strange sound.

Perhaps it was a crack left over from a siege decades or hundreds of years ago. In short, it was not as pleasant to the ear as the legend said.

But Longzel and Jakaris naturally couldn't hear it.

Horn Hill.

This is a fortress standing on the hills in the forest. A green lake reflects the shadow of the castle. It is both dangerous and beautiful. Dense forests surround this fortress castle in the western border. Every year, Earl Tully organizes several large hunts, which are not only for training troops, but also for replenishing meat for civilians in the territory.

Everyone knows that the Tullys are excellent hunters, and this place also produces the kingdom's famous longbowmen. Perhaps frequent hunting is the reason why the Tullys have so many people who are good at using bows and arrows.

"I'm sorry, my lord. My father and mother are on the hill preparing to welcome the prince and his highness." Sansara Tarly, who had beautiful long reddish-brown hair, stood in front of the messenger who had been waiting for a long time.

"Harlon Tyrell, beautiful lady, I am honored." The messenger from Highgarden, the cousin of the current Lord Tyrell, bowed slightly. "That is why I came here."

"The prince's grand parade will pass through Highgarden, my lord." Sansara pushed open the door to the main hall, indicating that Haron could sit freely. Haron nodded and walked to the corner and sat down. Sansara also sat beside him. "You don't have to come here early."

"Your father's castle is safe enough, young lady." Haron adjusted his clothes, revealing the rose emblem that was originally hidden in his coat. "Highgarden is too big, there are more than just roses there."

"My Lord, perhaps I am being a little rude." Sansara stood up. "But when the hunter dances with the dragon, if the rose wants to enter, it must pay a price."

"I understand, young lady, but you also know what kind of pressure the Tyrells will face without the loyalty of the Tullys." Harron said straight to the point. The Tyrells' situation in the Reach is not as stable as that of other guardian families. Here, throwing a stone can knock down the descendants of Garth Greenhand. Those wealthy and powerful lords don't care about the rule of the Tyrells at all. The traditional Tullys are relatively rare loyal subjects.

And now this loyal minister is leaving, but the Tyrells have no reason to force them to stay. This makes the Tyrells feel uncomfortable.

"You should tell my father about these things." Sansara smiled gently, "The prince and the prince will arrive on dragons soon, and you can ask them to bring justice."

Seeing that Sansara had changed the subject, Haron hurriedly tried to bring it back: "Miss Sansara, as far as I know, you are also on the marriage list prepared for Prince Longzel. If possible, the Tyrell family is willing to provide you with all the support, as long as you..."

"Ser." Sansara's voice turned cold. "I remind you for the last time, do not be clever in the dance between hunters and dragons. Hunters can bend their bows and hunt, and dragons can also have a rage that can turn the green land into wilderness."

Seeing that Sansara was not buying it, Haron could only bow his head and apologize: "I'm sorry, Miss, I offended you, please forgive me."

Sansara ignored Haroon and walked out of the main hall on her own. The Tully soldiers who were guarding the hall rolled their eyes at Haroon and left him alone in the corner of the hall.

Harlon Tyrell stared at the empty main hall, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief: "Old-fashioned Tarly, Tarly who abides by the rules, haha, may the Seven Gods bless you." He retracted his gaze and looked up at the decorations on the ceiling. "Endless life." The dragon slowly landed on the hill, perhaps satisfied with the hospitality of Nightsong. Both dragons were not that hungry, and ignored the deer and goats brought by the Tarly family.

Lord Donald Tarly looked at the two dragons ignoring the food they brought with some embarrassment, and could only look to Longzel who had just climbed down from the dragon saddle for help. Longzel put his face against the huge body of Wormithor, listened quietly to the sound coming from under the scales for a while, and then responded to Lord Tarly's embarrassment. "Wormithor is not very hungry, but leave the food. We will bother you for several days in Horn Hill."

Longzel patted the dragon and said with a smile: "Womithor has a big appetite, and Womax is also growing. You will have to work hard to raise meals for them."

"It is our honor, Your Highness." Lord Tully's wife, Jeyne Rowan, saluted to Longzel, and then bowed slightly to Prince Jacaerys who was following Longzel. "Your Highness, welcome to Horn Hill."

"Mrs. Jenny, we are the ones who should be thanking." Longzel and Jacaris also returned a chest-touching salute to Jenny Rowan.

Lord Tully came over when he saw his wife had resolved the etiquette issue. "Your Highness, I will go to Stone Road again at the end of the month to replace Lord Edric. The farmers and soldiers also need to be replaced and rested to prepare for the harvest."

"Donald." Jenny grabbed her husband and complained angrily, "Prince is here to rest and form a marriage alliance. Don't bring the battlefield back home."

"Lady Jenny, it's okay." Longzel signaled to Jenny that there was no need to blame Earl Tully for being "ignorant of the times."

"I'm sorry, Prince, but you must pay attention to this matter. Leven Ylenwood is preparing to attack on both fronts, attacking Tianji City and Shen'en City at the same time. If the Ylenwood family wins a great victory, they will gain an overwhelming advantage. This is disadvantageous to us."

"I know." Longzel followed the Tully family's team towards Horn Hill. It wasn't too far away, so they didn't ride horses. "Tigaro is handling this matter, and our soldiers will continue to disrupt the situation in Dorne."

"Tigarro is too young," said Lord Tarly. "He is not a warrior, so he cannot judge the situation of the battle like a warrior. Your Highness, we need to weaken the momentum of the Yronwood family immediately. Perhaps we can send troops to King's Grave. The main force of the Manwood family is at Prince's Pass."

"Lord Tarly, I prefer to satisfy Lewyn's pride." Longzier tapped the hilt of Silverblood's sword. "Proud Yronwood, their troops cannot take care of two battlefields at the same time, even if Martell loses his troops. Pride will always be defeated, sir."

Lord Tully nodded slightly: "Your wisdom is impressive."

"But we should also be prepared, Lord Tarly. We have to eat one bite at a time. It will take more than one victory to make the Dornishmen kneel." Longzel knew very well that the most important step in conquering Dorne was to prevent the common people of Dorne from resisting with all their strength, and to prevent the nobles of Dorne from uniting as one.

"The hunter will bring you victory." Lord Tully said solemnly. "This is the honor of the hunter."

The red Huntsman on the green banner looked into the distance, and a long welcoming team slowly poured into the Castle of Horn Hill under the fluttering flags.

"Father, mother." Sansara had been waiting at the gate of the castle for a long time. "Prince, Prince." She lifted her skirt to pay respect to the royal family, then walked to Lord Tully and whispered a few words.

"What is he doing here?" Lord Tully said in doubt. "This is a matter between my family and the Varese family."

"Father, until you bend the knee and swear an oath to the prince, Tyrell is still your lord." Sansara reminded in a low voice. "Ser Harron is still the messenger of your lord."

"Your Highness, we may have some emergencies." Having already reached the door of the main hall, Lord Tully had no way to drive Harlon away, so he could only whisper to Longzel to report the situation. "Ser Harlon of the Tyrell family is here too. I don't know why he's here."

"For your cause, Your Highness, Your Highness."

The door of the main hall was slowly pushed open by the soldiers of the Tully family. Haroon Tyrell stood respectfully at the door and spoke in a deep voice.

First update: After the Grand Parade, time will start to speed up. Children will grow up, and dragons will grow up too.

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