Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King
Chapter 423: spider

  Chapter 423 Spider

"What happened?"

  Tyrion reined in his horse and asked back.

   "It seems that someone is causing trouble..."

   Tyrion saw a few soldiers chasing the girl, and he knew it immediately.

   "Who dares to cause trouble in the city!" He said angrily, "Bring them here, let me see whose soldiers it is!"

"yes!"

  Watching the gold-cloaked guards rushing towards the pursuers behind her, Sansa was not at all happy, but was trembling in place.

   Arya also recognized Tyrion, and quickly lowered her head in fright.

  In King's Landing, there has long been news that the little devil of the Lannister family is about to marry "Sansa" of the Stark family. Of course, the sisters know that "Sansa" must be a fake.

   But if their identities are revealed, I'm afraid...

   Sansa nearly shed tears at the thought that she might be forced to marry this ugly dwarf.

  Tyrion over there has sent someone to subdue the rioting soldiers, and he also asked about the cause and effect of the incident.

   "Are you members of the Farman family?" Seeing a few people nodding, he continued to scold, "Go and get the ten army sticks yourself, and then go back to the camp outside the city!"

  After dealing with the troublesome soldiers, Tyrion turned to the two sisters again. Seeing them trembling with their heads down, he thought they were frightened by the soldiers before him, so he comforted him:

   "Don't be afraid, they won't pester you anymore."

  Sansa lowered her head and hummed softly.

  Arya stared and cried:

   "And they overturned our oysters!"

  Sansa turned pale with fright, and grabbed her sister's arm tightly, almost covering her mouth.

  Tyrion was not angry:

   "How much? I will pay you."

   Arya suddenly became worried, and she couldn't figure it out.

  Seeing this, Tyrion took out three silver coins from his pocket:

   "Are these enough?"

   "Enough, enough." Sansa was afraid that her sister would cause trouble again, so she quickly took it, "Thank you, master."

  Tyrion seemed to feel that the sisters looked familiar, and was about to ask, but he heard Varys beside him say:

   "Take the money and leave quickly."

  The two sisters ran away in a hurry as if they were pardoned.

   "Lord Tyrion," Varys said again, "It seems that these soldiers have to be controlled. Even if they are on rotation, it is best not to let them enter the city. It is easy to cause trouble."

  Tyrion's attention was diverted at this moment, and he no longer paid attention to the pair of familiar sisters. He nodded and said:

   "You're right. King's Landing is messed up enough now. I'll persuade my father to issue a military order prohibiting soldiers from outside the city from entering."

  But on the other side, the Stark sisters finally breathed a sigh of relief after running away.

   Sansa began to criticize her younger sister for her recklessness again, but Arya teased her older sister for her timidity.

   The two bickered while walking back slowly.

  As she approached her residence, Sansa suddenly stopped in her tracks.

   "What's the matter?" Arya asked puzzled.

  Sansa pointed to the front, and saw a familiar fat figure standing in front of the hut where they were hiding.

   Surprisingly, it was the Chief Intelligence Officer of the Iron Throne they had just met, "Octospider" Varys.

   Arya rolled her eyes and said softly:

   "Don't be afraid, he doesn't necessarily recognize us. Just pretend nothing happened."

  Sansa tried her best to control the fear in her heart, so she could only bite the bullet and follow her sister forward.

   When she came to Varys, Arya showed an innocent smile:

   "Master, do you have anything else to do?"

  Varys smiled brightly:

   "Aren't you going to invite me into the house?"

   "Our house is dirty and messy, I'm afraid you don't like it, master..."

"I do not mind."

   Sansa was already trembling. She knew that Varys must have recognized herself.

what to do?

  Running is definitely not acceptable.

  This is King's Landing, they can't escape at all.

   Arya didn't seem to be flustered, she opened the door as if nothing had happened, and said:

   "Master, please come in."

  Varys leaned slightly and said politely:

   "The two ladies go first."

   He really recognized us! Sansa almost turned around and ran, but was dragged through the door by her sister.

  After seeing the two sisters, Mrs. Shataya asked with a smile:

   "I came back so early today."

  But when she saw Varys who came in later, her expression changed drastically.

   "Ms. Shataya, long time no see." Varys greeted with a smile, "Why did you sell the technical academy?"

  Madam Shataya forced a smile: "Master Varys...I, I...I just want to change my career...so..."

   "Sell seafood." Varys said, "I'm afraid you didn't open a technical academy to make money?"

  Seeing that the other party was too scared to speak, Varys smiled and waved his hands, comforting him:

   "Don't be afraid, I have no malicious intentions. If I wanted to expose you, I would have told Lannister."

  Sansa recalled the previous encounter, and found that the other party was indeed covering up for her, and she felt a little more at ease.

   Arya cried:

   "Then what are you doing at our house now?"

   "I just want you to do me a favor." As he spoke, Varys took out a letter from his large sleeve, handed it to Mrs. Shataya, and said, "Help me deliver this letter to His Majesty Caesar."

  Ms. Shataya quickly denied:

   "Master Varys, we have lost contact with Caesar for a long time, really, I won't lie to you. I sold his technical academy..."

  Varys said with a chuckle: "Then you still keep these two ladies from the Stark family?"

   "I, I took them in because I thought they were pitiful..."

   "Don't deny it." Varys shook his head and said, "I know you have a lot of ravens, and you can communicate with Caesar."

  Mrs. Shataya still dare not answer the letter.

   Arya saw this, and shouted again:

   "Don't you have a lot of little birds yourself, why use our ravens?"

  Varys explained with a smile:

   "It's safer to use yours, and just let Caesar know clearly that I have found you."

   "What do you want to do?" Arya stared wide-eyed, "Caesar is not afraid of you! Soon he will lead an army to capture King's Landing, and you, Lannister's accomplice, will be in trouble!"

  Varys deliberately put on an aggrieved look:

"My lady, you have misunderstood me. How could I be Lannister's accomplice? I have no choice but to serve them now, but you must know that His Majesty Caesar and I have been good friends for many years and have been looking forward to one day He can lead the army to fight back."

   Arya's eyes were full of suspicion: "Really?"

   "It's absolutely true." Varys stepped forward and stuffed the letter into Mrs. Shataya's hand, "It's just a letter, and it's not a big deal. Give it to His Majesty Caesar, and he will naturally understand what I mean."

   After saying this, Varys turned and left.

  The three of them watched the obese figure of the chief intelligence officer disappear outside the door, they couldn't help but looked at each other in blank dismay, and remained silent for a long time.

   "Why don't we read what is written in the letter first?" Arya suggested.

   "This...isn't that good." Madam Shataya hesitated.

   "It's okay, he didn't use sealing wax." Arya pointed to the letter and said, "We will read it and no one will know. If it is really a Lannister conspiracy, we can also know in advance."

   "Let's see, Mrs. Shataya." It was rare for Sansa to reach an agreement with her sister this time.

  Mrs. Shataya saw that the two sisters said so, so she spread the letter.

   Arya immediately moved over, but frowned again, wondering:

   "Why is there nothing?"

   "Isn't there a spider?"

  Yes, nothing was written on the letter, only a spider was drawn, with eight lifelike claws, lying quietly on the white letter paper.

"What does it mean?"

  Mrs. Shataya shook her head, put the letter away again, and said:

   "We don't know what Varys wants to do, let His Majesty Caesar think about it."