Chapter 640
"Your oath... is only halfway through, and... Arya," said the voice of the man in the cloak scraping the glass with a blade.
"Let the Others take that dead girl away, search the whole Three Rivers basin, and hear nothing, where can I go to find it?" the man complained.
"Your...sacred oath, until it's done, you must...listen to me, even if one day...I pass away, you must continue." Cloak There is no emotion in the human voice.
"I was never so loyal to Mad King back then." The man with a lion's head resented.
"If you had been... loyal oath, there would be no... today's disaster."
The cloaked man did not talk so much in the past, and it is today Seeing her daughter getting married and her son-in-law still so young, talented people and suave, she was too excited.
"Can I meet Tyrion? That bastard, kill the father first, then kill the uncle, I have to ask him personally, where is the resentment coming from."
Angry The man with the appearance of a lion, glanced at the dwarf who was joking with Arianne in the distance with the corner of his eyes, gnashing teeth said.
"No, we...we're going to...began to act soon, don't...disrupt the plan." The cloaked man shouted in a low voice.
"Cersei...married to Euron, I paid too much for my oath." The lion-headed man said sadly.
"Squeak—"
Suddenly, the overhead darkened, the thin winter sunlight was covered by shadows, and the loud and high-pitched roar of the beast made the Gates of the Moon tremble slightly.
"Wow, Balerion, Black Dread Balerion!"
"True Dragon, True Dragon!"
"True Dragon Targaryen!"
"Long live True Dragon!"
Wyvern spread its wings, covering the heavens, shielding the sun, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to the highest point.
I saw Black Dread Balerion landed on the marble square. The huge body was like a thick city wall, which also blocked the King and Queen behind.
But soon, everyone saw King holding the Queen's hand and stepping on the flesh-winged ladder, walking up the back step by step, sitting on the dragon's saddle, tightening the belt.
"crash-bang crash-bang—" Huge leather wings stirred a tornado near the square, blowing off the cloaks of the cloaked man, revealing a dead, scarred face.
It was Lady Stoneheart, who came to attend her daughter's wedding.
"Sigh--"
Balerion jumped up, and it will take King and Queen to tour Vale's various cities.
"It's so big! I'm afraid even Scorpion can't shoot to death, right? I heard that even Queen Sansa will become a Dragonrider?"
The lion-headed man stroked his messy beard and squinted at "dragon", who was far away from the sky, cursed in a low voice: "This damn world is becoming more and more unfamiliar to me."
"Come on, finish soon... revenge... .Retake Winterfell..." The cloaked man put his cloak back on, muttered.
Aegon takes Sansa back to the Gates of the Moon before dark for the official wedding reception.
The Queen sneezed from the Wyvern, shiver coldly, her cherry-pink cheeks and rose-red lips black.
She's wearing too little and it's too cold.
"Honey, it's cold in the winter, next time you change into thick furs and a windproof helmet, it will be much better." King Aegon comforted his newlywed wife softly.
Go back to King and Queen's bedroom (Duke Arryn's original home) and bake by the fire for a while before Queen Sansa is restored to its beauty like a thawed lake.
For the banquet, both of them changed their attire, with King Aegon wearing black breeches, a crimson and gold top embroidered with gold thread, and a True Dragon Crown from Illyrio.
Compared with the impulsive youth of Slaver's Bay, there is really more of a calm king's bearing.
Sansa put on a bright red splendid costume representing Targaryen, with a slender waist and a tight corset, revealing the shoulders and the upper part of the cock, making her skin crystal clear like snow and ice, and her body slender and graceful like a willow branch.
I saw the queen with exquisite cheekbones, clear blue eyes, thick beautiful claret hair scattered on her white bare shoulders, down to her waist, and a slender and simple Valyrian Steel crown inlaid with hexagonal rubies on her forehead .
The back crown hoops her hair to ensure that her delicate cheekbones and delicate features are not blocked.
The two held hands, interlocked their fingers, and smiled at each other. Under the protection of Brienne and the other Knights, they entered the venue together, causing countless cheers and whistles.
Joffrey's wedding reception was unprecedented in luxury, with a total of 77 feasts, a rare event in the world.
Although 77 dishes are not enough for Zhang Juzheng, but in Westeros, even in the world, 77 dishes are rare luxury.
It's not that people in this world are frugal, it's that it's hard to cobble together so many recipes and corresponding chefs.
Joffrey's 77-course meal, many of which are actually repeated, for example, a variety of pies and meat pies, almost a filling is a dish.
Aegon also made 77 dishes this time.
He is better than Great Emperor Jof, and learned a lot of oriental dishes from Slaver's Bay Dany aunt, such as fish head with chopped pepper, chicken with white chop, little dragon shrimp with garlic...
In the religious culture advocating "7", 7 dishes are too few, 777 dishes are difficult for even Dragon Queen of Chinese Soul to cobble together, only 77 is the most suitable.
During the dinner, there will be various entertainment programs, acrobatic troupe, dwarf competition, opera...
The focus is on opera.
Opening, Tom Sevenstrings (ps) performed "Winter Rose" to praise Direwolf, "Corolla Knight King" to flatter Dragon Queen, "Maiden, Mother and Crone" to please The Seven for all the guests, And "My Beloved Temperament" expressed King's love for the queen, which made the meeting room burst into laughter and cheers from the young Maiden.
In addition to these orthodox programs, there are also a large number of rural lewd songs and novels. Because the subject matter and content are relatively new, and even appearing in front of people for the first time, they are far more popular than traditional operas that have been heard thousands of times.
For example, "The Dream of the Tavern Girl Rosey" tells the story of a pure girl who falls step by step.
The singer is a Big Fatty from Myr, a very famous tenor across the Narrow Sea, who sings in an affectionate and tactful tone: "...that year, I went to Flowers and Fruits The Reach, under the peach tree, saw a face more delicate than peach blossoms, I was dazzled and stepped forward, but I saw a handsome and tall young man staring at her from a distance under the apricot tree on the other side, love like sea water. Between the two rippling, I feel sad and retreat silently..."
The music changes from a light and happy lilac dream to a soothing tune with melancholy and blessing.
"This year, I went to Reach where the wheat ears were golden. In the tavern, I saw a girl who was as beautiful as a rose. Without me going forward, she hugged me with a honey-like smile. Neck, linger with me..."
The music suddenly picks up the tempo, with an air of intoxication in flowers.
After that, there are a lot of indescribable love scenes, all kinds of moves, all kinds of tastes, men can't control themselves, women's cheeks are rosy, and spring eyes are dripping.
"...I woke up from my dream, and she asked me for a copper wheat. She laughed and said that she used to be worth a Golden Dragon! I asked, where is the boy? , she stopped laughing, she told me about a dream, her dream..."
The music became sad.
The audience suddenly cooled from their previous excitement, gnashing teeth, sighing, slapping the table, banging the plate with the knife and fork, smashing the wine glass, swearing loudly...
"Damn Faceless Men!" In the end, everyone's sympathy and love for Rosey in the play turned into a curse on Faceless Men.
Why?
In "Rosey's Dream, a Tavern Girl", 99.999% of the content is a romantic story, and it has nothing to do with Faceless Men, and even Faceless Men is not positively described in the plot.
Only said "So he is Faceless Men" at the end, that's all.
But even the wise Tyrion, Lao Yinbi's Uncle Finger, and the serious and rigid Old Jon all scolded Faceless Men together.
They are sincere, not reluctant.
But dwarf is not a mortal after all. Half an hour after the end of "Rosey's Dream", the emotional tide that was boiling in his chest gradually subsided, and his reason returned, muttered: "How does the style of the drama feel a little familiar?"
Well, the spiritual entertainment in this world is very poor, reading books and listening to dramas.
dwarf also enjoys listening to theatre.
When he was in Slaver's Bay, he would often hang out with the Workers' and Peasants' Art Troupe, in addition to looking for female dwarf Penny, just to listen to the play.
Confused, he called the tenor Myr over and asked, "It's the first time I heard "Rosey's Dream." Who is the screenwriter?"
fatty replied: " This is a recent hit from the South, another new work by renowned playwright Archmaester Walgrave."
"Walgrave..." dwarf loves to read and immediately finds it from memory The name, surprised: "I read his famous book "Black Wings, Swift Passing" when I was a child, and the book ridiculed Saint Baelor's folly of trying to replace ravens with pigeons."
The tenor is also The erudite, heard this nobility and said: "I was also fortunate enough to read that book, Saint Baelor thinks that the white dove is a symbol of purity, and the black wings of the crow represent unknown. But the dove can only be used as a dove pie. , does not have the ability to survive in the wild at all, but the ferocious crow can fight with eagles."
"The question is, how did he become a famous playwright like a raven who learned Archmaester?" dwarf wondered. .
"He is a raven learning Archmaester, but his chain can wrap around my belly," said the pregnant belly of the tenor patted oneself, as it should be by rights, "Which Archmaester only Do you know a major?"
"That's true," dwarf reluctantly agreed with the tenor, and hesitated, "do you think the style of "Rosey's Dream"—"
"Hahaha!" Before dwarf could finish speaking, the tenor burst into laughter and said, "Like Dragon Queen!
Of course.
Dragon Queen almost Created a new Sect, everyone is imitating her, Citadel Maester is also imitating, but Archmaester Walgrave is the highest level, imitating the most like."
"I thought I was the only one.. ...." dwarf looked weird.
"Ai, when the opera she wrote and directed at Slaver's Bay came out, laymen just watched it lively, but when I first saw it, I was shocked. That kind of literary technique, that A unique kind of desire to promote first to suppress..."
The tenor finally met a "civilized person" who could talk in the wild Westeros, and immediately started to analyze Dragon Queen's creative approach and conception skills.