Kleyber's voice seemed a little deep: "Reon, which Ser Egan of House Egan is it?"
House Egan is one of the noble families of the Vale; their sigil is a blue and white background – the blue part adorned with a golden sun, a white crescent moon, and a silver star, and their words are "Night and Day."
Hearing Kleyber's question, Reon's heart sank; he wiped the sweat from his cheeks and said, "It's... it's..."
For some reason, he couldn't seem to utter the words he wanted to say, and an overly nervous Reon looked directly at his father.
Baron Gryphon scolded, "What are you looking at me for?! Didn't you hear Lord Kleyber asking you a question?!"
Reon could only nod blankly; at this moment, Kleyber spoke to calm him, "Reon, don't rush."
He instructed the waiter, "Pour him some wine."
Splash! When the wine was poured full, Reon, who had finally come to his senses, picked up the wine glass and "gulped" it down.
Then, just as he was about to explain his rashness, Kleyber spoke, "Just tell me the answer, Reon."
A sharp glint flashed in Kleyber's eyes; Reon swallowed, saying, "Lord Kleyber, he is Ser Vadis Egan, who was Duke Jon Arryn's captain of the guard in the Red Keep."
When Duke Jon was alive, Kleyber had seen the silver-haired, broad-faced, sturdy Ser Vadis in the Prime Ministers Tower; he nodded his chin and said, "What are his demands?"
Reon first scratched his head, then shook his head, and then looked at his father.
Baron Gryphon's face flushed at his eldest son's actions; he bowed deeply to Kleyber and said respectfully, "My Lord, Ser Egan heard that the Queen Regent places great trust in you... He hopes to serve the kingdom in the Red Keep."
Kleyber's slender fingers tapped the armrest a few times and said, "I will find him a good position in the Gold Cloaks of the Red Keep guard."
He looked at Reon, who still had a nervous expression, and with a slight lift of his lips, he said, "Reon, did you hear that?
I'll have someone take you to select your men; whether I can have dinner in the Eyrie tomorrow... it's up to you."
After hearing his liege lord's words, Reon, who was in his early twenties, suddenly felt like crying; his liege lord was too merciful, and he wanted to storm the Eyrie now, immediately, at once.
He suddenly knelt down and said, "I... I... I will definitely not disappoint you, I promise, my Lord!"
Kleyber left his chair and personally helped the emotional Reon up, saying, "This is a rare achievement, and I look forward to knighting you in the Great Sept of Baelor in King's Landing; I will also ask the Archbishop to personally anoint you with holy oil."
Patting Reon's shoulder, he added, "Go, prepare yourself well."
"Yes, my Lord!"
Reon Hersy retreated a few steps with his face lowered and his hand on his chest, then with a flick of his pink cloak, he turned and strode away.
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