Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 293 Aemon: "I am a barbarian!"

Dragon Stone Island, with its golden beaches.

Imon returned by ship, bringing his family and relatives to the dock.

They were not greeted by scholars or guards, but by heads stuck in spears.

"what!!"

Several little girls screamed.

"How is this going?"

Aegon was also taken aback and dropped his nonchalant attitude.

Imon had anticipated this, and smiled slightly: "When a fish bites the bait, its head is chopped off."

There were exactly twenty spears, no more and no less, each with the head of a dark-haired, dark-skinned Dornish guard embedded in it.

Elaine's pupils suddenly contracted, and her body stiffened on the spot.

She suddenly realized that things were developing in an unpredictable direction.

Someone defecated a large amount in her.

Aemon stepped forward: "Come on, let's see who got into trouble while we were away."

“Okay.” Egon chuckled.

There's going to be some excitement!

Elaine was deathly pale and walked around absentmindedly.

Soon, we reached the entrance to the long stone bridge.

A stiff, familiar body hung from the city wall, its handsome face filled with terror, its eyes wide open in death as it swayed in the wind.

"Wow, there's another Teru Teru Bozu doll."

Igor chuckled.

Elaine looked up, her eyes filled with hatred and rage.

It wasn't directed at the living people around them, but at the dead people on the city wall.

Her purpose in coming to King's Landing was to sow discord between the Iron Throne and the nobles of the realms, and to secure peace for Dorne.

But she encountered selfish and foolish teammates.

"Dan Vance, the youngest son of the Vance family count, is said to be quite skilled in swordsmanship and is very much favored by Count Vance."

Imon casually revealed the identity of the "Sunny Doll".

Elaine took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and said in a dry voice, "Your Highness, there must be some misunderstanding. I will give you an explanation."

"It's not necessary."

Aemon refused outright, saying seriously, "I am not a reasonable person."

"..."

It's a truly speechless account.

……

Back at the Stone Drum Tower, guards could be seen everywhere.

Scholar Gladius strode in, exclaiming with delight, "Your Highness, it is so good to see you!"

"Relax, Bachelor."

Respecting the old man, Imon added, "Bring up all the treacherous fellows."

"Yes, Prince."

The Gradius scholar nodded emphatically, demonstrating the challenging spirit of a pragmatist.

Three Dornish youths and four Dornish girls were all brought out, bound hand and foot.

"Eleanor, what do we do now!?"

The only innocent one, Anan Darlin, was still free and, seeing a glimmer of hope, sought help from her friend Elaine.

She was terrified.

Everyone was driven by greed, disregarding family and honor.

She was the only one who hid in the room and was not arrested by the guards.

"Calm down," Elaine tried to control herself.

From Gladius and An'an, we learn about the good deeds our companions have done.

Stealing the dragon!!
Stealing dragon eggs...

Elaine looked up in anguish, roaring inwardly, "Do you even have dragon blood? How dare you even dream of obtaining a dragon?"

"It seems no further explanation is needed."

"Imon said with a smile."

"I have no power to defend them."

Elaine's voice was weak, as if all her energy had been drained.

Aemon nodded, walked to the Dornish noblemen and women who were bound and pressed to the ground, and calmly asked, "Any last words?"

"Your Highness, I am innocent!"

“I didn’t do it on purpose, they forced me to.”

"..."

Before the three Dornish men could utter a word, the four Dornish women immediately launched into a tirade of accusations.

"That bitch was our mole, but she betrayed us!"

A beautiful and sexy young woman, filled with resentment, set her sights on the indecisive Anan Darlin.

Even if it means death, I'll drag someone down with me.

“You’re really wicked.” Aegon was startled and pointed at her in surprise.

Imon glanced at him and drew his clan sword, "Lament," from his waist.

This ignorant child has truly broadened his horizons today.

"Don't kill me, my father will pay to ransom me."

The alluring young woman panicked, disregarding her loosened skirt after being bound, and knelt on the ground to beg.

The straps of her snow-white dress slipped down, revealing half of her milky-white skin.

"Oh, who is your father?"

Imon satisfied his curiosity.

The alluring young woman hurriedly replied, "My name is Ya..."

Pfft!

The clan sword "Lament" fell, a splash of blood splattered, and a handsome head fell off.

Wow! !

Everyone was shocked.

Imon twirled his sword and said disdainfully, "I asked you who your father is, why are you asking so many questions?"

Having said that, he fixed his gaze on Elaine, whose almond-shaped eyes were wide open behind him.

Elaine shuddered and replied briefly, "Her father is Earl Baron Tolan of Soulhill, the current steward of Sunspear City."

"very good!"

Imon was generous with his praise.

House Toran of Soulhill, whose fiefdom is located west of Broken Arm Point, has a chalk-white square towerhouse that borders the azure sea of ​​Dorne.

The family's influence is average, not quite reaching the level of a second-tier noble family, but stronger than that of a typical third-tier noble family.

It has a long history.

Most interestingly, the Toran family crest is a green dragon biting its own tail, which is very rare among nobles.

“Tell us your last words.”

Amon generously gave the "stupid fish" time.

Unfortunately, they don't cherish it.

Aemon raised his sword and beheaded a Dornish nobleman.

The rest were dragged out and handed over to the executioner.

Blood flowed on the dark floor, and two heads were carried away by the guards.

Upon seeing this, the girls present couldn't help but vomit.

Even Helena, who had witnessed the cruelty of war, turned her back to him with her two little nieces in her arms, showing her resistance.

Aegon and Aemond were not afraid at all; in fact, they were quite eager to try.

Jaeharis frowned slightly as he and Daren, whose face was pale, took care of the frail little Aegon.

Its character is immediately apparent.

Elaine's face turned pale, and she still tried to salvage the situation: "Your Highness, they acted on their own initiative."

"I know."

Imon nodded slightly.

"That……"

Elaine's eyes lit up.

"no!"

Imon refused swiftly, waving his hand to call out, "Please ask Miss Elaine to stay temporarily in the sanctuary behind the Stone Drum Tower, and do not skimp on her food and clothing."

To reiterate, he is not a reasonable person.

If Elaine weren't still useful, I wouldn't care whether she knew or not, I would have just killed her.

"Eleanor!"

An An was at a loss and held her friend's hand tightly.

Imon felt sorry for her and was very considerate: "Leave Miss An'an here to take care of Elaine's daily needs."

"what?"

An'an was stunned, then said with a wronged expression, "Yes."

……

evening.

The Maester of Gladius wrote the letter and released a raven from the attic to fly to King's Landing.

Before it gets dark.

Heeding Anan's plea, Eamon came to the sanctuary to see Elaine, who was under house arrest.

She was locked in a small attic.

Aside from being piled with clutter and dust, the environment is passable.

Seeing him approach, Elaine stood up from the corner and said nervously, "Your Highness, I am an envoy from Dorne, carrying the heavy responsibility of a marriage alliance."

"So what?" Imon remained unmoved.

He came here hoping to extract some information about Yangji City from the other party.

"I beg you to let me go, and I can help you make this happen."

Elaine relented, saying, "I know a lot of things."

(End of this chapter)