"Is there no chance for Stannis?" Sansa asked Lord Lynd with concern after reading the battle report from King's Landing.
"What you really want to ask is whether your brother Robb can win the war, right?" Margaery clarified Sansa's thoughts, then reminded her, "Instead of worrying about Stannis here, you should be more concerned about that warning letter you wrote! From Robb Stark's actions, it seems he hasn't received your warning letter at all."
Sansa couldn't help but retort, "How is that possible? He should have received my warning letter by now, otherwise, he would never have remarried into the Frey family. Now, putting aside past grievances and marrying into the Frey family to gain their army's support is the most correct thing for him to do."
"Marrying into the Frey family is the most correct thing? Did you leave your brain in your room today?" Margaery began to mock in Roso's manner, "Weasels are naturally narrow-minded. Robb Stark trampled their dignity to nothing, yet they actually took the initiative to propose remarriage. Don't you think this is very strange? Or do you think everyone should be as magnanimous and open-minded as the protagonists in those knight novels you read, even embracing someone who has slapped them hard?"
Margaery's mockery made Sansa's face turn ugly, but she quickly stopped caring about her companion's taunts. Instead, she seriously picked up the intelligence regarding Riverrun and began to look at the marriage between the Frey and Tully families from Margaery's perspective, quickly seeing the problem.
Sansa said with a pale face, "The Frey family wants to act against Robb?"
"It seems your brain is still intact." Margaery looked at Sansa, sighed, and said, "It's too late to say anything now. According to the time on this intelligence, Robb Stark should already be in The Twins. Even if Lord Lynd is willing to help, it would take a long time for him to fly there on Nessario."
As she spoke, she deliberately turned to look at Lord Lynd.
Lord Lynd looked at Margaery, then at Sansa, and said, "It's too late. At Nessario's flying speed, it should be deep into the night by the time he reaches The Twins. By then, everything that needed to be done should already be over."
Hearing Lord Lynd say this, tears streamed uncontrollably from Sansa's eyes. She then excused herself and hurried out of Lord Lynd's study.
Watching her best friend run back to her room to cry, Margaery also felt bad. She felt that if she knew Garlan or Loras were about to die but could do nothing, she would be even more heartbroken.
"My Lord, are you truly too late to save Robb Stark, or do you not wish to save him?" Margaery looked at Lord Lynd and asked seriously.
"Why do you think I don't want to save Robb Stark?" Lord Lynd put down the documents in his hand and countered.
"Because you want Sansa to become the Duke of Winterfell," Margaery said, looking as if she had seen through him, "Everything you've taught Sansa lately is what a Lord would learn. If you didn't want Sansa to become a Lord, why would you specifically train her?"
"Very logical." Lord Lynd nodded, then smiled and said, "But if we follow your reasoning, then what you are doing is the same as Sansa. Do I also want to train you to become the Duke of Highgarden?"
Margaery was stunned by the remark, and the image of herself becoming the Duke of Highgarden involuntarily appeared in her mind. She then immediately shook her head, nervously saying, "No, no! I must have guessed wrong, definitely guessed wrong!"
Margaery's panic was understandable. She thought that if she wanted to become the Duke of Highgarden, then her father and brothers would all have to die.
"You might have forgotten, Sansa still has two younger brothers alive. According to the line of succession, the title of Duke of Winterfell is not yet hers." Lord Lynd pulled out a special piece of intelligence from a pile and handed it to Margaery.
Margaery quickly took it and began to read it carefully.
In the past, the intelligence Margaery and the others read were mostly ordinary reports or battle reports. Special intelligence like this, due to involving the secrets of Summerhall, was not allowed for them to see. Even if such intelligence was casually piled next to Lord Lynd's desk, they dared not touch it.
Long ago, they had been very curious about what was written in those intelligence reports. Now that Margaery had the opportunity to read them, she naturally wanted to satisfy her curiosity.
This special intelligence began with some events happening at the Wall, such as the two Stark boys who escaped from Winterfell having arrived at the Wall. Strangely, they did not go to Black Castle but instead went to Icehold.
Margaery remembered that Icehold was where her brother Willas stayed. She felt this was not a coincidence and that there must be something not written in this intelligence report.
Besides this, the intelligence mostly recorded decisions made by Samwell Tarly, the acting Commander of the Nights Watch, such as differentiating between Savage Tribes, sending people to negotiate with relatively friendly Savage Tribes, dividing the Savage Tribes' allied forces, and building farms and Savage Tribes resettlement areas in The Gift.
At this point, Margaery couldn't help but ask, "Is Samwell Tarly the eldest son of Randyll Tarly?"
"Yes," Lord Lynd nodded.
Margaery couldn't help but mock, "It seems Randyll Tarly misjudged him; his eldest son is quite extraordinary! If Randyll Tarly were to meet his eldest son now, according to the hierarchy of authority, he should first salute the Commander of the Nights Watch, even if this Commander is only acting."
Lord Lynd corrected, "No, Randyll Tarly may not have misjudged him. The Tarly family needs a general who can lead the family knights in a charge, not a Commander skilled in political maneuvering like Sam. Sam's abilities cannot be fully utilized in the Tarly family."
Margaery shook her head dismissively but did not retort, continuing to read the intelligence in her hand.
The subsequent intelligence content became somewhat unusual. For example, Lorath's boatmen had repeatedly seen Ice Dragons in the Shivering Sea, and they were getting closer and closer to the northern tip of the continent of Essos.
Furthermore, Others had appeared at the southern end of Frostfang. The Savage Tribes controlled by Lord Lynd had already engaged with the Others, and the obsidian weapon tests had yielded better results than expected, with weapons targeting wights also achieving the desired effect.
In the last line of the intelligence, it was mentioned that winged people had appeared in Asshai.
Margaery put down the intelligence and asked curiously, "Are the winged people mentioned here referring to the winged people from the legendary Winged City?"
Lord Lynd nodded and said, "Yes, they belong to a family from the Winged City and plan to temporarily relocate to live near Asshai."
Margaery said with a longing expression, "Asshai! What a distant place. I hope to have the opportunity to visit there someday."
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