Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

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The sound of the cell door opening was particularly loud in the silent dark cell.

"Red Viper" Prince Oberyn suddenly woke up from his sleep, but he didn't move. Instead, he squinted his eyes to let himself adapt to the change of light while secretly observing the situation.

"His Royal Highness Oberyn." A soft voice came from the door.

"Varys?" Prince Oberyn sat up, but by the light of the torch he found that the man was not Varys.

He immediately understood that this was the other party's disguise, and joked with a smile: "Your outfit is much more pleasing than the original one, at least you look like a man."

Varys didn't care about Prince Oberyn's sarcasm, and said with a serious face:

"Your Highness, I have come to tell you some bad news."

Prince Oberyn secretly withdrew his right leg, ready to jump up at any time, but on the surface he still looked lazy, and said with a smile:

"Bad news? I haven't heard good news since the death of Jon Arryn. Tell me, I won't be accused of something again, right?"

"Oh!" Varys sighed. "You really guessed right. You really have another crime."

Prince Oberyn narrowed his eyes: "What crime?"

"Kill the Chancellor, Lord Petyr Baelish."

"Killed?" Prince Oberyn asked suspiciously, "Did Littlefinger die?"

"Yes."

"Impossible!" Prince Oberyn jumped up and rushed to Varys, "How could he die? The poison on my spear is not fatal at all!"

Varys sighed again, and said, "If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself."

Then he turned and walked out of the cell.

Prince Oberyn followed suspiciously.

"Your Highness, look." Varys opened the door of another cell.

Prince Oberyn walked over, but only stood at the door with one foot on the cell door, looking inside.

Then, as expected, he saw Petyr's face turned pale, his body lying stiffly on the ground, with a puddle of blood flowing around him.

After waiting for a while, Prince Oberyn saw that Petyr's chest did not heave, and then he was sure that he was really dead.

"How?" Prince Oberyn walked into the cell and carefully examined Petyr's body.

"He must have bled to death," Varys explained. "Maybe the wound wasn't healed properly. Alas, poor Lord Petyr."

Prince Oberyn was undoing the bandage on Petyr's severed arm, examined the wound carefully, and then turned around and asked coldly:

"Who helped him treat the wound?"

"It's Grand Maester Pycelle."

"Pycelle!" Prince Oberyn gritted his teeth. "Is he a Lannister dog?"

Varys said nothing, expressing his acquiescence.

I thought in my heart that the blood debt between the Lannister family and the Martell family is heavy, and it doesn't make any difference if there is more hatred...

Prince Oberyn got up suddenly, walked to the prison door, stared into Varys' eyes, and said:

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Hey, I also don't want to see you being wronged." Varys looked very sympathetic, "I actually know that you are innocent in the matter of Jon Arryn, but now that Petyr is dead... Hey, even if you're right, you can't tell."

"So you want to let me escape?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Prince Oberyn asked, and without waiting for an answer, he added, "Don't talk about sympathy, what nonsense reasons like justice, Varys, tell me the real reason why you did this."

Varys shrank his head aggrievedly: "Your Highness, I really want to save you. What's more, your brother and I have been good friends for many years, you know that too."

Prince Oberyn sneered, "Varys, do you know what my brother said about you?"

"What?"

"He said you were a cunning and cunning spider! Absolutely cannot be trusted!"

Varyston was even more aggrieved: "I didn't expect Prince Doran to have such a deep misunderstanding of me..."

"Come on, Varys." Prince Oberyn strode out. "Now that you've let me go, take me out. I've had enough of playing by their rules, now it's my turn to play by my own. Here comes the rules!"

"Hush! Keep your voice down!" Varys hurriedly followed.

The two entered the secret passage in the same way, but after walking a few steps, Prince Oberyn suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter? Your Royal Highness?"

"No, I can't just leave like this."

Varys thought that the other party was worried that he would be convicted of the crime after leaving, and was about to persuade him again, but he heard Prince Oberyn say:

"My lover, my daughter and niece, my servants...they are all still in the Red Castle, I want to take them with me!"

"So many people are too dangerous!" Varys persuaded, "You go on your own first, and I will arrange for them. When the day dawns, I will have someone notify them to leave the Red Keep immediately."

"No." Prince Oberyn insisted, "What if someone enters the cell early and finds out that I'm not there? At least you have to let me take Arianne away, otherwise I won't be able to explain to my brother."

Varys had no choice but to take Prince Oberyn into another fork.

The two walked for about ten minutes, and after they got out of a cellar, Prince Oberyn found himself in the Red Castle.

Varys said softly, "Go a few more steps, through a courtyard..."

"I know, I know here." Prince Oberyn strode out.

However, he wasn't going in the direction Varys was pointing.

"His Royal Highness, this way, this way."

Prince Oberyn ignored Varys at all.

"Where are you going?" Varys stomped his feet anxiously, but he could only follow.

After walking for a while, he was shocked to find that the place Prince Oberyn was going to was the residence of Grand Maester Pycelle!

Varys was about to step forward to dissuade him, but was pulled behind the wall by Prince Oberyn.

After waiting for a while, he heard footsteps.

It turned out to be a gold-cloaked guard on patrol.

After the guards left, Prince Oberyn set off again.

Varys tried to dissuade him several times, but all failed. How could he persuade the determined "Red Viper".

So Varys crouched in the shadows in the corner, cursing to himself.

After a while, Prince Oberyn left and returned, but there was a strong smell of blood on his body.

Varys couldn't help shivering, knowing that another old friend had said goodbye to him forever.

But at this moment, he heard the Dornish God of Killing speak again:

"Take me to the secret passage that leads to Maegor's Tower."

"What do you want!" Varys screamed.

Maegor's Tower is the residence of the royal family.

"You don't have to worry about what I do, just take me there." Prince Oberyn said in a cold tone.

"There is no secret passage to Maegor's Tower!" There was, but of course Varys couldn't have taken the madman there.

Prince Oberyn stared at Varys with those serpent eyes that made him shudder.

But even so, Varys still did not give in.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and Varys persuaded:

"His Royal Highness, this is the Red Castle, not your killing field..."

Prince Oberyn interrupted with a sneer: "When the Lannisters captured King's Landing, they used this place as a slaughterhouse! My sister and her two children died at their hands! If the gods If you still have a little sense of justice, you should let me kill Cersei and her three children, this is revenge! This is justice!"

Varys could not help but tremble all over, and kept cursing the lunatic in front of him in his heart, and incidentally scolded Samwell Caesar who planned all this.

"Impossible!" Varys' tone also became tough, "Oberon! I can't let you kill in the Red Keep!"

"Then I'll kill you first!" Prince Oberyn said with blood and killing intent all over his body.

"Then you kill it." Varys gritted his teeth, "If I really brought you into Maegor's Mansion, I would be dead anyway. Why don't you give me a good time now!"

After Varys finished speaking, he closed his eyes, looking like he was waiting to die.

Prince Oberyn said in a strange manner, "I never thought you, a eunuch, would have such courage."

Varys heard the looseness in the other party's tone, and was overjoyed, saying:

"Your Highness, men's courage never grows in that kind of work, and the justice you want can never be achieved through killing. Please believe me, the Martell family will definitely have a day of revenge, but never Not now, and definitely not by killing innocent women and children. Run away! As for what to do next, I will discuss with Prince Doran, and you will never be wronged."

Prince Oberyn was silent for a moment, then said again: "Then you take me to the 'Magic Mountain', he is not innocent?"

Varys was furious: "Your Highness, Sir Gregor lives in the barracks outside the city, not in the Red Keep."

Prince Oberyn was silent.

Varys persuaded again earnestly:

"Your Highness, take Princess Arianne away quickly! If it's too late, it will be too late."

This time Prince Oberyn finally stopped talking, turned around and walked towards Princess Arianne's residence.

Varys breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Prince Oberyn woke up Princess Arianne and his lover Ellaria, and briefly told them about the situation.

Although the two were terrified by the change in the situation, they also knew that the situation was urgent, so they didn't say much, packed up in a hurry, and prepared to flee King's Landing together.

"Where's Tyene?" Prince Oberyn realized that his bastard daughter was not there.

"Uncle, Tyene is still in the Great Sept of Baelor, how should we inform her?" Princess Arianne said.

"Why is she in the Great Sept of Baelor?" Prince Oberyn wondered.

"She fell in love with a monk..."

Prince Oberyn rolled his eyes, knowing that his illegitimate daughter really had this habit, so he turned his head to look at Varys, who quickly patted his chest to assure:

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll send someone to notify Miss Tyene later, you guys go first, or it will be dawn soon."

Only then did they obediently follow Varys back to the secret passage.

By the time they came to Port King's Landing through the secret passage, the eastern sky had turned slightly white.

"Let's go!" Varys seemed to be driving away the plague god.

If he had planned to help a group of Dorns when he released Prince Oberyn, then now, he has completely stopped thinking about it.

Prince Oberyn grabbed the eunuch by the collar and warned: "My daughter is handed over to you. If anything happens to her, I will come and kill you!"

What daughter, but an illegitimate daughter. Varys slandered in his heart, but on the surface he swore:

"Don't worry, I will definitely send Miss Tyene out of King's Landing safely."