Winterfell, night.

The wind and snow outside are getting heavier...

Although it is normal to snow in this season in the Winterfell area of ​​the northern border, but... like now, it is so outrageous for a whole week, and it is still a trend of getting heavier and faster and faster. It has not stopped. It is still extremely rare in the northern border for decades!

if……

This is in another world, so it is likely to be a sign of a good harvest in the world? However, in the current unique Westeros continent, this situation only indicates a terrible thing, that is:

Winter is coming!

The cruelest and most terrifying disasters and tests that will soon affect the entire Westeros continent!

And at this time...

In this castle of the Earl and North Guardian in Winterfell, the nominal Queen of North Sansa, Little Finger Petir Berrys, and some noble lords continued to meet in this hall, and the discussion was almost the same as before.

Of course, routine drinking, chatting, fucking, etc. are bound to be regular...

A maternal lady from the Stark family without prestige, a temporary queen with no prestige, and a group of mobs with different minds and a temporary piece together, can they still expect them to do something serious?

Of course, the word "moon" is what Galen, who is standing bored behind Sansa's "Queen" with his arms in his arms, has said to the two ladies of the Stark family.

Although this view was ruthlessly refuted by Sansa's "Queen", it still cannot change any of his views. In the eyes of General Galen, these primitive people and the so-called elite northern borders are not even professional soldiers. They are just a group of civilians armed with cold weapons. What are they if they are not mobs?

However, Galen didn't care much about these things. Now he was whispering with Bran, who was staying next to the stove in the hall like himself, and completely ignored the primitive people who held meetings and talked about them every day.

“…”

"The Crow just sent us a few messages, all of which came from the direction of King's Landing, and it was a bit late..."

"My brother, and Wang Jon Snow of our North, was also Wang Jon Snow. He announced a few days ago that the North would be unconditionally loyal to the Fire Dragon Queen Daenerys Targaryen. At the same time, he also announced to the public that the North would merge into the Fire Dragon Queen's forces from now on... The message in my hand was just sent back by the Crow, and it was exactly the same as the news sent back by Brienne who arrived at almost the same time and who represented me and was sent to King's Landing for a meeting!"

"So, sirs, let's talk, what should we do now?"

In the dim hall of this castle, Queen Sansa Stark, holding a roll of parchment in her hand, unconsciously rolled up the small note that was very light but heavy in the palm of her hand.

At this moment, after the questioning, her green eyes began to look at the darkness in the far hall without any focus. No one could guess thoughts had already drifted to wherever the whistling wind and blizzard outside the rock window...

Because, the note worn by the crow said:

Not long ago, the King of the North, Jon Snow, and the Fire Dragon Queen Daenerys Targaryen, joined forces and sent an elite team to take a boat to the East China Sea, the easternmost part of the Great Wall. They rushed north regardless of their safety and raided the White Walker Legion north of the Great Wall, and successfully captured a White Walker alive, which led to the cooperation between the Fire Dragon Queen Daenerys and the evil Queen Cersei of the King?

So now, Sansa was shocked to find that Winterfell, which had been the lasting death with the King of Cersei, had become peaceful with each other? Although this is the general trend and the wisest choice under the threat of White Walkers, for some reason, Sansa is always a little unsatisfied...

Because she still cannot forget the disasters and sufferings that her family suffered in King's Landing... All of that was the fault of the Lannister family. No matter what, no matter when and where, she would never easily forget the greatness between the Stark family and the Lannister family!

Of course, there is even more troublesome thing now, that is: her brother Jon, the other party, also officially announced to the public that they had loyalty to the mother of the Dragon in the north and directly bet the treasure of the North to the mother of the Dragon without discussing with anyone in Winterfell.

Sansa would definitely not mind too much if the other party was willing to form an alliance with the Fire Dragon Queen... After all, she wanted to go south to defeat Junlin as soon as possible, and then cut off Cersei Lannister's head! However, that Jon had no intention of discussing with others in such a major event, and he did not know Sansa, which made her feel a little unsatisfied...

"I guess..."

After Sansa finished speaking and fell silent, Littlefinger Petir Berrysse suddenly stood up and was the first to start talking and interrupted everyone's whispers:

"This matter is already very obvious!"

"Sir, look outside. The blizzard is so strong now and the north wind is so fierce. It is definitely difficult for crows to fly north. Maybe... Lord Jon had long thought of sending a message to us in advance, but the heavy snow caused an accident when transmitting the message?!"

Littlefinger Petir Berryshe deliberately pretended to inadvertently call Jon the title of King of the North as an adult. Then when he found that no one had come forward to refute him, even the Sansa sitting in the main seat had a expressionless face, a faint sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Jon, the king of the northern border who dared to leave Winterfell without even sitting firmly, was not here, and did not miss any opportunity to erode and attack the other party's prestige bit by bit. It was his usual practice of Little Finger, and it was surprisingly easy to use!

So far, besides the favors of Jon and a few diehards, others, even if they were not completely shaken, were more or less affected by his little finger Petir Berrysh.

And this is very beneficial to his next plan!

“…”

"No! This is not a problem with crows. The wind and snow outside cannot stop crows from flying..."

"Jon is such a person. He is my brother. I know him very well. He has always been like this... He used to never ask me for advice when doing things, and now he doesn't know how to do it!"

As she spoke, Sansa remembered the scene when their father Ed Stark, mother Caitlin Tully, brother Robb, and younger brother Rickon were still there, when she was still a ignorant, looking forward to marrying a prince charming girl...

At that time, if their father Ed did not accept the invitation of that bastard Robert to serve as the former prime minister, how good would it be now? If nothing had happened, Sansa felt that the whole family would have stayed together, staying in this hall with fire, chatting, and eating barbecue... Instead of sitting here alone like now, she was left alone, and listening to these people, the strange "adults" who would have been entangled with them, and they would never talk about what would happen!

"I'm sorry, I can't believe it. He didn't even send a message to ask you..."

"Because we all know that although Jon is the King of the North, only Sansa, you are the legal heir of the Stark family, the earl of Winterfell, and the real master here... Even if Jon Snow becomes the King of the North, you cannot deny this fact."

"Will it..."

"That is the enemy's conspiracy? We all know that King Landing and our Winterfell are currently hostile, and no one can guarantee that it is not the conspiracy of Queen Cersei."

Hearing Sansa, who was sitting in the first place, complaints about Jon were revealed in her little fingers, Petir Berrys' eyes flashed. Of course, she would not easily give up any opportunity to attack and disagree with these Stark's little boys!

After all, it is not a day to freeze, and if he wants to achieve his goal, it will definitely be a long process. It requires accumulating gaps and misunderstandings between both parties bit by bit, and then enlarge them at the right time. Only in that way can the best effect be achieved.

Especially now, while Jon has not returned to the North and has not returned to Winterfell, he has to continue to work harder. Otherwise, once that guy comes back, it will be difficult to operate related matters.

Of course, he didn't do it too obviously. He just said a little while, pretending to defend Jon, as if he wanted to show his own selfless or neutral relationship?

“…”

"The news is his autograph, his handwriting, and even the seal is his. There are those codes that only our relatives can understand, so it will definitely not be wrong!"

"He has already..."

Speaking of this, Sansa lowered her eyelids and sighed helplessly.

"Swear to fight for Daenerys Targaryen, including our North!"

"I believe everyone here knows who Jon is. The vow he made will definitely be fulfilled, and there will be no other changes... He has surrendered to that woman."

This is something that Sansa feels a little embarrassed...

It was already fine, and Jon also agreed, but went south to warn those people that the White Walkers were coming, and that Winter was really coming. He just went to sworn allegiance. Why did he suddenly surrender himself and the huge northern border to others?

That woman, that Daenerys Targaryen is really that worthy of his Jon doing that?

"When it comes to Daenerys Targaryen, I seem to have heard some rumors..."

Seeing the Winterfell Earl in the first place complaining about venting her dissatisfaction, and then seeing that the others did not dare to comment casually, Petir Berryser stood up again with a sneer in his heart.

"I heard..."

"The Fire Dragon Queen is very beautiful... Now Jon is young and energetic and has never married... And Daenerys Targaryen, she happens to be... He is very compatible with her, right?"

"When thinking about it this way, the 'alliance' between the two sides seems to make sense! As long as we unite with the Fire Dragon Queen, the people of King Landing will definitely not be able to defeat our Winterfell."

In the eyes of discerning people, this is not an alliance. It is clearly that the king of the North, Jon, made his own decision and sold all the people they left in Winterfell, and replaced it with his advancement level?

Anyway, no matter whether it is like that or not, Little Finger Petir Berlisch will definitely not be wrong to take everyone's ideas in that direction.

"But..."

Speaking of this, after looking at the surrounding situation and the slightly depressed expression on Sansa's face, a seemingly sincere smile appeared on her little finger, and then suddenly changed her mind:

"Jon..."

"He is regarded as the king of the North by us, and for granted, he can also be declared expelled! In that case, all the decisions he makes can only represent himself and cannot force us again?"

Yes, anyway, in his little finger Petir Berrysh's plan, Jon will sooner or later find ways to get rid of it, because he is not easy to control! So, now the atmosphere seems a bit good, and the people present here have been specially arranged by him. Why not just show up now?

Maybe……

This Sansa Stark, whose desire for power has become increasingly pissed by himself, may not necessarily be fooled by the other party?

“…”

"Even if I want to do this, Arya wouldn't agree! She has always had a good relationship with Jon before, even better than me, and far better than me!"

"And, she is a faceless person, she will kill everyone who betrays her family!!"

With the bearskin cloak tightened, Sansa looked at the little finger that was staring at her burning eyes, and then looked up at the people present who were either meditating, frowning, or eager to try... Finally, Sansa shook her head and rejected the other party's kindness with embarrassment.

She wanted to become the true king of the North and the queen of Winterfell, not the duchess. This was true! However, she did not want to use any means to make her relatives disgusted or distressed, and she did not want to do that.

"I see……"

"Sansa, I think it's time for us to go to the next issue now, otherwise it's pointless for us to discuss everything now!"

Seeing the other party's performance, Little Finger Petir Berry smiled again. He felt that it was time tonight... Although it seemed a bit hasty, it was probably a good opportunity!

“…”

Sansa, sitting in the first seat, didn't say anything, just frowned and was silent, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"alright!"

"Everyone, let's discuss another thing, a traitor, a traitor who wants to betray Duke Sansa, a illegitimate son, and a traitor who wants to give everything from our northern border to outsiders!!"

After saying that, Little Finger Petir Berry Shi waved his hand, the guard at the gate of the hall nodded, then reached out and opened the door, and soon two strong soldiers were escorting the little girl who was puzzled and frowned and looked at the strange atmosphere in the hall and walked in.

"Sister! What's the matter with me?"

Arya, who felt that the atmosphere inside seemed to be a little wrong, glanced at everyone around her coldly, then looked at the little finger that seemed to be fearless and sneering, and then asked her hand in her arms, who was sitting in the main seat, wondering what she was thinking about.

As for the people next to her, she was not at all concerned about her.

“…”

Sansa didn't say anything, she was still a little hesitant, not knowing whether she should continue.
To be continued...