Unable to withstand it, completely unable to withstand it.
The Thorn Queen's offensive was much more intense than imagined, completely and decisively writing off the debt, directly passing the baton and defecting, catching Leonnoff somewhat off guard, who used the banquet as a buffer.
While Leonnoff was dealing insincerely with Lady Olenna, he was secretly pondering in his heart.
The Tyrell family released considerable goodwill, and upon closer thought, this was a good sign, representing that they would continue to invest in the Baratheon Dynasty, and his alliance with them remained solid and effective.
The alliance with the Tyrell family remained effective, which instantly improved the southern situation that Leonnoff was worried about, even if the Martell family of Dorne rebelled, the Tyrell family would help contain them.
The situation in the south had improved, but the future of the Baratheon Dynasty would inevitably face a struggle for succession or a disturbance from the maternal relatives.
Although he had already made a promise to the Tyrell family, Leonnoff did not want his dynasty to have overly powerful maternal relatives in his heart, but the current situation did not allow him to care so much.
The North was in contact with Stannis, and they might go south at any time, while Daenerys across the Narrow Sea was also growing stronger day by day. Those diplomatic tricks could not hold her back forever, and he must complete the unity of the Tyrells and Martells as soon as possible, then end the threat from the North, and finally concentrate on dealing with Daenerys.
When the banquet was almost over, Leonnoff had a general plan in his mind. He looked at Olenna, who was wiping her mouth on the right, with a smile and said:
"Madam, have you heard of this saying? Walking after a full meal helps to prolong life."
"Of course, I've heard of it, and I've always had this habit. Are you willing to accompany this toothless old woman for a walk?" Olenna heard Leonnoff's implication that he wanted to talk to her alone, so she stood up and extended her right hand.
"Of course, it's my honor." Leonnoff stepped forward, took the old lady's right arm, and helped her walk out of the King's Hall.
"Mother..." Mace, who was seated at the table, stood up, ready to follow.
"You stay here, and you too. I'm walking with the King." Olenna stopped Mace and the other servants, not letting them come over.
Leonnoff raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Olenna's posture, but he didn't interfere much, just waited for Olenna to dismiss the others, helped her leave the King's Hall, and walked towards the unmanned garden in the night.
There were no flowers in the garden at night. Brienne led three Kingsguard, divided into two in front and two in the back, holding torches to illuminate Leonnoff and Olenna in the middle, but the light did not shine much.
"Your Majesty, don't you have anything to say?" Olenna asked Leonnoff suddenly while admiring the night scene.
"Madam, my current situation is not optimistic." Leonnoff glanced at Olenna, only to see that the Thorn Queen's face was calm, so he made a tentative move.
"Not optimistic? Are you referring to the fact that you wiped out the Lions and eliminated most of the disobedient Stormlands lords?" Olenna almost laughed.
"Yes, as you said, I eliminated most of the lords in the Westerlands and Stormlands, but the Direwolves in the North, and the growing Dragon across the Narrow Sea, these are our enemies." Leonnoff reminded Olenna.
"Oh!" Olenna dragged out her voice, without answering.
"Do you think I can deal with the Direwolves and the Dragon at the same time, Madam?" Leonnoff pressed.
"They cannot be connected together." Olenna didn't think the situation was so bad. "As far as I know, the Direwolves are actively contacting your brother, instead of Daenerys, who is playing the game of saving slaves. The Direwolves were also one of the main forces in overthrowing the Dragons back then."
"But Daenerys will come back sooner or later, Madam, you understand this, we all understand this, or is Tyrell planning to turn again? But who are you planning to send to sleep with the Dragon this time?" Leonnoff was sarcastic.
"I heard a strong sense of sarcasm from your words, but I have to answer you, this is the game of power, my Majesty, if necessary, I can even go to sleep with the Dragon." Olenna directly replied to the King's dark face, she couldn't see Leonnoff's expression, and she didn't care, the game was like this.
Good Wang Tu hegemony, the ultimate romance of men, to you, it's either "kill" or "fuck", it's ridiculous, Leonnoff complained in his heart.
"As you said, this is the game of power. If necessary, the Direwolves can also sleep with the Dragon. What do you plan to do then?" Leonnoff replied to Olenna.
"Let's talk about it when that time comes." Olenna directly played rogue.
The old woman is full of thorns, really difficult to deal with.
Leonnoff intended to use the current grim situation to make the Tyrell family further obey him, but Olenna did not admit this situation, which meant that they did not want to obey, or, did not want to obey unconditionally.
"Your Majesty, instead of worrying about those long-term things, you should think about the present. Your kingdom is currently without an heir..."
"Without an heir? Madam, my ravens have spread the news everywhere, haven't you received it?" Leonnoff frowned slightly. If he had an accident, Vivian could inherit the throne. What does Tyrell mean by saying this?
"I don't think a girl is suitable as an heir." Olenna made a surprising request to Leonnoff.
"Then let's wait until Margery's third child is born!" Leonnoff felt a little thorny. This Thorn Queen was really unpredictable.
"Maybe! But I have a better way!" Olenna looked at Leonnoff.
"I'm listening!" Leonnoff told Olenna to speak up.
"Vivian is not suitable to be the heir as a woman, but if she has a prominent partner, then there will be no dispute."
"Who?" Leonnoff raised his eyebrows slightly, so the highlight is here.
"Willas's child, my four-year-old grandson, Levey Tyrell." Olenna proposed a name.
"What if Margery gives birth to a third boy?" Leonnoff also raised a question. The Tyrell family's intentions were completely undisguised. If Levey marries Vivian, will this throne be named Baratheon or Tyrell in the future! Where does Olenna's proposal put the child in Margery's belly?
"If Margery gives birth to a third boy, then he is the undisputed heir." Olenna said as a matter of course, but if Margery gives birth to another girl, then the future heir must have more Tyrell family blood.
"Then what about the current situation?" Leonnoff did not answer, but asked about the situation he had mentioned before. If he agreed to Olenna's request, what would he get?
"The Tyrell family will contribute everything in the Reach to the King, but on the condition that my grandson Willas becomes a High Knight, a High Knight of the Kingsguard who can command the army." Olenna directly made an exorbitant demand.
"That's impossible, madam, I can only leave a maximum of five regiments of officer positions for the Tyrell family." Leonnoff directly rejected.
The Thorn Queen's offensive was much more intense than imagined, completely and decisively writing off the debt, directly passing the baton and defecting, catching Leonnoff somewhat off guard, who used the banquet as a buffer.
While Leonnoff was dealing insincerely with Lady Olenna, he was secretly pondering in his heart.
The Tyrell family released considerable goodwill, and upon closer thought, this was a good sign, representing that they would continue to invest in the Baratheon Dynasty, and his alliance with them remained solid and effective.
The alliance with the Tyrell family remained effective, which instantly improved the southern situation that Leonnoff was worried about, even if the Martell family of Dorne rebelled, the Tyrell family would help contain them.
The situation in the south had improved, but the future of the Baratheon Dynasty would inevitably face a struggle for succession or a disturbance from the maternal relatives.
Although he had already made a promise to the Tyrell family, Leonnoff did not want his dynasty to have overly powerful maternal relatives in his heart, but the current situation did not allow him to care so much.
The North was in contact with Stannis, and they might go south at any time, while Daenerys across the Narrow Sea was also growing stronger day by day. Those diplomatic tricks could not hold her back forever, and he must complete the unity of the Tyrells and Martells as soon as possible, then end the threat from the North, and finally concentrate on dealing with Daenerys.
When the banquet was almost over, Leonnoff had a general plan in his mind. He looked at Olenna, who was wiping her mouth on the right, with a smile and said:
"Madam, have you heard of this saying? Walking after a full meal helps to prolong life."
"Of course, I've heard of it, and I've always had this habit. Are you willing to accompany this toothless old woman for a walk?" Olenna heard Leonnoff's implication that he wanted to talk to her alone, so she stood up and extended her right hand.
"Of course, it's my honor." Leonnoff stepped forward, took the old lady's right arm, and helped her walk out of the King's Hall.
"Mother..." Mace, who was seated at the table, stood up, ready to follow.
"You stay here, and you too. I'm walking with the King." Olenna stopped Mace and the other servants, not letting them come over.
Leonnoff raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Olenna's posture, but he didn't interfere much, just waited for Olenna to dismiss the others, helped her leave the King's Hall, and walked towards the unmanned garden in the night.
There were no flowers in the garden at night. Brienne led three Kingsguard, divided into two in front and two in the back, holding torches to illuminate Leonnoff and Olenna in the middle, but the light did not shine much.
"Your Majesty, don't you have anything to say?" Olenna asked Leonnoff suddenly while admiring the night scene.
"Madam, my current situation is not optimistic." Leonnoff glanced at Olenna, only to see that the Thorn Queen's face was calm, so he made a tentative move.
"Not optimistic? Are you referring to the fact that you wiped out the Lions and eliminated most of the disobedient Stormlands lords?" Olenna almost laughed.
"Yes, as you said, I eliminated most of the lords in the Westerlands and Stormlands, but the Direwolves in the North, and the growing Dragon across the Narrow Sea, these are our enemies." Leonnoff reminded Olenna.
"Oh!" Olenna dragged out her voice, without answering.
"Do you think I can deal with the Direwolves and the Dragon at the same time, Madam?" Leonnoff pressed.
"They cannot be connected together." Olenna didn't think the situation was so bad. "As far as I know, the Direwolves are actively contacting your brother, instead of Daenerys, who is playing the game of saving slaves. The Direwolves were also one of the main forces in overthrowing the Dragons back then."
"But Daenerys will come back sooner or later, Madam, you understand this, we all understand this, or is Tyrell planning to turn again? But who are you planning to send to sleep with the Dragon this time?" Leonnoff was sarcastic.
"I heard a strong sense of sarcasm from your words, but I have to answer you, this is the game of power, my Majesty, if necessary, I can even go to sleep with the Dragon." Olenna directly replied to the King's dark face, she couldn't see Leonnoff's expression, and she didn't care, the game was like this.
Good Wang Tu hegemony, the ultimate romance of men, to you, it's either "kill" or "fuck", it's ridiculous, Leonnoff complained in his heart.
"As you said, this is the game of power. If necessary, the Direwolves can also sleep with the Dragon. What do you plan to do then?" Leonnoff replied to Olenna.
"Let's talk about it when that time comes." Olenna directly played rogue.
The old woman is full of thorns, really difficult to deal with.
Leonnoff intended to use the current grim situation to make the Tyrell family further obey him, but Olenna did not admit this situation, which meant that they did not want to obey, or, did not want to obey unconditionally.
"Your Majesty, instead of worrying about those long-term things, you should think about the present. Your kingdom is currently without an heir..."
"Without an heir? Madam, my ravens have spread the news everywhere, haven't you received it?" Leonnoff frowned slightly. If he had an accident, Vivian could inherit the throne. What does Tyrell mean by saying this?
"I don't think a girl is suitable as an heir." Olenna made a surprising request to Leonnoff.
"Then let's wait until Margery's third child is born!" Leonnoff felt a little thorny. This Thorn Queen was really unpredictable.
"Maybe! But I have a better way!" Olenna looked at Leonnoff.
"I'm listening!" Leonnoff told Olenna to speak up.
"Vivian is not suitable to be the heir as a woman, but if she has a prominent partner, then there will be no dispute."
"Who?" Leonnoff raised his eyebrows slightly, so the highlight is here.
"Willas's child, my four-year-old grandson, Levey Tyrell." Olenna proposed a name.
"What if Margery gives birth to a third boy?" Leonnoff also raised a question. The Tyrell family's intentions were completely undisguised. If Levey marries Vivian, will this throne be named Baratheon or Tyrell in the future! Where does Olenna's proposal put the child in Margery's belly?
"If Margery gives birth to a third boy, then he is the undisputed heir." Olenna said as a matter of course, but if Margery gives birth to another girl, then the future heir must have more Tyrell family blood.
"Then what about the current situation?" Leonnoff did not answer, but asked about the situation he had mentioned before. If he agreed to Olenna's request, what would he get?
"The Tyrell family will contribute everything in the Reach to the King, but on the condition that my grandson Willas becomes a High Knight, a High Knight of the Kingsguard who can command the army." Olenna directly made an exorbitant demand.
"That's impossible, madam, I can only leave a maximum of five regiments of officer positions for the Tyrell family." Leonnoff directly rejected.
