Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

  Chapter 45 Banquet

   Walking into the towering tower, Samwell couldn't help looking around with curious eyes.

  The walls made of black boulders give people a heavy feeling, and the traces of countless years are deposited in it. Perhaps every tiny crack may hide a long-forgotten story.

Seeing this, Baylor smiled and said: "Everyone who comes here for the first time will feel novelty, but if you live here for decades, you will only feel depressed and bored. Hey, if it weren't for me, I only have a younger brother and no older brother, I'm afraid He left here long ago and ran around the world."

  Samwell stroked the dark and smooth wall and asked:

   "Is this really built more than 10,000 years ago?"

  Baylor laughed loudly and said:

"How could it be so early! Although it is true that the Hightower family came to settle here in the Dawn Era tens of thousands of years ago, our castle was still a wooden tower at that time, only fifty feet high. Later, several castles were built one after another. There are three tall towers, and until the fifth one, it is the current towering tower."

   "The builder is 'City Builder' Brandon Stark?" Samwell remembered the relevant records he read from the original book.

   "Yes." Baylor nodded, and suddenly said with some longing, "It is said that he also built the Great Wall of Impossibility. It is a more magnificent building. I really want to see it."

   "And Storm's End." At this moment, a clear voice came from behind everyone.

  Samwell turned his head and saw a beautiful young man walking down the stairs.

   Yes, pretty.

  For the first time, Samwell felt that using this word to describe a man did not feel out of place.

  The flowing brown curly hair, charming golden eyes, and handsome face are enough to make any woman fall in love with him, even some men are no exception.

  Seeing everyone's gazes, the pretty boy on the stairs smiled slightly and continued:

   "Lord Renly told me that Storm's End is also the masterpiece of Brandon the Builder, and no storm can shake it."

   "Loras, come quickly." Margaery waved to the boy on the stairs, "This is the pioneer knight I mentioned to you, Samwell Caesar."

  Loras walked down the steps, nodded to Samwell, and said:

   "I am the third son of Lord Highgarden, Loras Tyrell. Nice to meet you, Ser Caesar."

   "It's an honor to meet you, Sir Loras." Samwell nodded in return, suddenly realizing that this is the "Knight of Flowers", and he really lived up to his reputation.

   Just wondering how he was in Oldtown too?

  Samwell remembered that Loras was supposed to be a servant to Lord Renly Baratheon of Storm's End?

   I don’t know if I saw Samwell’s doubts, but Loras explained:

   "Lord Renly is also here, talking to the Earl and his mother up there."

   Renly is here too?

  Samwell was slightly taken aback, and then greater doubts arose in his heart—

  What is Renly doing here? The Hightowers are not related to the Baratheons.

  He immediately realized that Margaret and her mother came to the Tower of Sky Tower probably not just to visit relatives.

  There are too many coincidences to be believed to be coincidences.

   While Samwell was thinking wildly, Loras said again:

   "You are completely different from what I imagined, Sir Caesar. I heard that you have already opened up a territory in the Crimson Mountains? You have also surrendered tens of thousands of wildlings?"

   "Yes, thanks to the blessing of the Seven Gods."

"The seven gods will only bless brave and pious knights." Loras laughed, "I have heard some bad rumors about you before, but now it seems that those are vicious and untrue slanders. No wonder Blue Lord Li always said, don't trust your ears, trust your eyes."

   "Thank you for your praise." Samwell also flattered, "I have also heard that you are a knight with superb martial arts, especially good at using spears."

"My spear skills are all learned from Lord Renly. He is a better knight than me, and he is a wise lord. By the way, I haven't seen a wildling yet, Sir Caesar, can you tell me Shall I tell you about them? How did they fight? What weapons did they use?"

   "Of course, their weapons are very simple..."

   Samwell sneered in his heart as he told the story.

  This Loras is really a straightforward boy, but a little too straightforward, and he doesn't hide his thoughts at all—everything is inseparable from "Lord Renly".

   Several people walked and chatted, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

   I don’t know how many floors I went up, Sir Baylor stopped, pointed to the room in front of him and said to Samwell:

   "Sir Caesar, this is the room arranged for you. The room of your entourage is also next to it. Please rest for a while. The dinner will be held at six o'clock, and a servant will come to inform you at that time."

   "Okay, Sir Baylor, thank you for your hospitality. Sir Loras, Miss Margery, see you later."

"see you later."

   Entering the room, Samwell took a shower first, and then went to bed to rest, until the maid knocked on the door, he got up and changed clothes unhurriedly.

  After going out, Samwell did not rush to the banquet hall, but waited for Todd Flower and Cheeman to pack up before going to the banquet together.

There is no way, the lesson in Yangwu City last time gave Samwell a psychological shadow. Although he knew that Earl Layton was unlikely to be as eager to marry his daughter as Viscount Brandon, but he never dared to talk to other people alone. The maid left.

  What if it is some other trap?

  Boys should protect themselves when they go out.

  The three followed the maid to the banquet hall.

  The floor of the hall is paved with purple paulownia wood flooring that can reflect people's shadows. This kind of wood is tight and shiny, and it is an excellent material for making furniture. However, such valuable purple paulownia wood is just a floor here.

Seven white jade carved pillars support the dome of the hall. More than a dozen mighty and majestic armored warriors stand motionless around the hall with spears in their hands. The slim and beautiful maids are taking plates of delicacies to the long dining table with light steps. .

  The dinner was in the form of a buffet. Unfortunately, very few guests stayed at the long tables filled with delicious food and wine.

  The guests were divided into two groups. The charming and charming ladies dressed up sat on the left hand side of the hall, laughing like silver bells from time to time, while on the right hand side of the hall, well-dressed gentlemen gathered, chatting in twos and threes.

  The brightly lit hall, the luxurious and elegant decoration, the courteous waiters, the soft and charming maids, and countless delicacies all outline a scene of a night banquet for aristocrats.

  Although Todd was an illegitimate child, he was also from a noble family like Redwyne, and he had served in High Court for many years. He wasn't too nervous seeing such a scene, but he unconsciously straightened his collar again. And the bumpkin Qiman had never seen such a big scene before, his body movements became extremely stiff.

  Samwell didn't notice the state of the two attendants. With an impeccable smile on his face, he walked into the banquet hall under the bowing guidance of the young maid.