The Mountain of Ice and Fire

The Imp opened his eyes, feeling a throbbing headache.

He had drunk some wine in Janie's camp last night, not expecting to get so drunk.

The Imp got up, Podrick standing at the door.

Looking out the window, the sky was already bright.

The Imp remembered something important: "Podrick, has the Clegane army begun to withdraw?"

"They've already left, my lord."

The Imp looked out the window, a bit surprised: "Left?"

He knew the Clegane army still had about eight thousand men.

"Yes, my lord, they've all left."

"So quickly?"

An army of eight thousand soldiers wasn't just eight thousand warriors; there were also carpenters, stonemasons, blacksmiths, horse handlers, maids, laborers, logistics personnel, and many more.

The food and provisions for eight thousand people alone required many carts, not to mention weapons, armor, and other supplies. There were hundreds of carters.

"My lord, the Clegane army began to withdraw not long after we returned last night."

"Withdrawing in the middle of the night?" The Imp frowned, sensing something unusual.

"Yes, my lord, I only received the news after daybreak."

The Imp was stunned for a moment, feeling like something was off, but he ignored the strange feeling. As long as the Clegane army withdrew, that was good.

Tomorrow, the Mountain would be ordered to return to King's Landing.

"My lord, I think you should know, the Clegane army didn't leave through the Mud Gate."

The Imp paused his hand putting on his boot, then continued putting it on: "They left through the King's Gate?"

"The Gate of the Gods, my lord."

The Imp, holding the 'Hand of the King' badge, stopped: "The Gate of the Gods?"

"Yes, my lord."

The Imp was stunned, then cursed: "Damn it, they're going to the Westerlands?!"

"Yes, my lord."

"The Mountain wants to seize the Westerlands!" The scar across the Imp's face twisted, his ugly face with a missing nose looking menacing. "Dragonstone and Claw Isle haven't been enough to satisfy that vicious dog, the Mountain."

"My lord, the Mountain is the Warden of the West, he has the right to move the Clegane army to garrison the Westerlands."

"Garrison the Westerlands? Damn it, the Northmen's home was taken, they're fleeing back to save themselves, the Riverlands have been defeated again and again, does the Westerlands need to worry about any enemy attacks? Where's Bronn?"

"Eating pastries in the dining hall, my lord."

"Go and tell him to invite Lord Kevan and Queen Regent Cersei to the Tower of the Hand, immediately, right now!"

"Now?" Podrick hesitated.

"Yes, right now."

"My lord, the Small Council session in the throne room is almost upon us, you need to eat breakfast first, then go to the throne room for the session. I believe many courtiers are already waiting in the corridors on both sides of the throne room for the soldiers to open the doors."

"There will be no session today."

"My lord."

"Go to the throne room and inform the courtiers and the soldiers in the hall that by order of the Hand, there will be no session today."

"Yes, my lord."

*

The Imp was eating breakfast in the dining hall, his wife 'Sansa' beside him, cutting the meat into small pieces and placing them in the dipping sauce.

The Imp held chopsticks in his hand, eating the meat from the dipping sauce.

Thinly sliced pieces of meat, different from the large chunks of boiled meat with tendons and bones brought in large bowls, dipped in carefully prepared seasonings and eaten with chopsticks, was a new fashion among the nobles.

The Imp suddenly threw the chopsticks on the table: "Sansa, I don't want to see any chopsticks on the table from now on, replace them all with knives and forks."

"…Yes…my lord…" Sansa was startled, "…My lord…did I do something wrong…"

"You didn't do anything wrong, and you don't need dipping sauces anymore, not a single one. Boiled meat, all according to the previous method, large chunks thrown into the pot to boil, scooped out, according to the previous rules, cut it yourself with a knife, or grab the bones and gnaw."

"Yes, my lord." Sansa collected the chopsticks that the Imp threw on the table, and then took away the chopstick holder along with the chopsticks.

"Sansa, order the servants to burn it, the chopsticks and chopstick holder, burn them all."

"…Yes…my lord…"

The maid Shae, standing beside, watched the Imp with flickering eyes.

"Shae, what are you standing there for? Take all the dipping sauces away and throw them in the trash can." The Imp shouted.

"Yes, my lord." Shae was not as timid and fearful as Sansa, she slammed the dipping sauces together: "My lord, what about the snow salt? Should I throw it away?"

The Imp choked!

Right, besides chopsticks and dipping sauces, snow salt was also invented by the Mountain.

He suddenly thought of the redesigned toilet in the Tower of the Hand, with a U-bend added to the drainage system, the stench in the toilet disappeared, that was invented by the Mountain's wife, Janie, should that also be removed, restored to the original straight-through drainage, and then the stench would flow back from the cesspool, how enjoyable…

"Keep the snow salt." The Imp said hoarsely.

"Hmph!" Shae slammed seven or eight seasoning dishes together and strode into the kitchen, throwing them into the trash can filled with swill, bones, and food scraps with a loud crash.

Sooner or later, I'll kill this bitch! Giving me attitude? Don't think I don't know you betrayed me! The Imp cursed in his heart.

Bronn chuckled beside him!

He was already full, leisurely holding a glass of wine and sipping it!

Podrick came in: "My lord, something happened in Prince Oberyn's stone keep."

"What is it?" The Imp looked up.

"Jonella Bromwell is missing."

Bronn's raised glass stopped in mid-air, the Imp's hand gripping the knife and fork froze.

"How did she disappear?"

"This morning, Lady Laura got up, had breakfast, and saw that Jonella hadn't come out yet, so she went to call her, but there was no response. She pushed the door, but it was blocked. She pushed the window, but it was also closed tightly. The lady asked the guards to smash the doors and windows and found that there was no one in the bedroom. The bed was not messy, and there was no residual warmth in the blankets. Prince Oberyn and the Dornish nobles believe that she may have been snatched away last night in the middle of the night."

The Imp was dumbfounded!

The Cleganes did it, no doubt about it.

He used to meet Shae privately, using the secret passage under the Tower of the Hand; he went out from the hidden wall in the Maidenvault and took Sansa away, also using the secret passage under the ground.

The first secret passage was told to him by Littlefinger; the second was told to him by the Mountain.

This is really too…audacious…If Prince Oberyn knew that the Cleganes had snatched Jonella away last night in the middle of the night, the Dornishmen would definitely explode. A bloody conflict would be unstoppable.

And tomorrow is the day the Mountain returns to King's Landing to report.

The Imp was completely stunned!

The Cleganes withdrew their troops, but they insisted on going to the Westerlands; they left, but they dared to snatch Miss Jonella of Dorne.

The Clegane family and the Martell family were already blood enemies with no solution, who knew the Cleganes didn't care at all, repeatedly provoking the Dornishmen, this time even more vicious, simply snatching Jonella Bromwell away.

Jonella Bromwell, the heir to Bromwell, the Bromwell family is one of the nine most powerful families in Dorne.

Damn it, does Lady Janie know about this operation plan? Or did Lady Janie personally plan it?

The Imp felt his head double in size. (The calculation of doubling the answer is the same as the original size, I disagree!)

Bang!

A loud noise came from the courtyard outside, someone was smashing the door. Following that, the voices of the guards of the Tower of the Hand came one after another, bang bang bang, several guards were knocked down, bang, the door was opened, a voice shouted up "Imp, Miss Jonella Bromwell is missing, you have to hand her over."

Bronn chuckled: "Lord Hand, Oberyn is here! Ser Kevan and the Queen Regent haven't arrived yet, but he's here first, hehe! Hehehe!"

The Imp came to the corridor, looking down at Oberyn, who was raging with anger in the courtyard: "Prince, the City Watch and the Master of Laws will investigate the sudden disappearance of Miss Jonella, the Master of Laws and the Commander of the City Watch are returning to King's Landing today, and the Mountain will also return to King's Landing tomorrow to report, my lord."

"Did the Mountain's men do it?" Oberyn pointed at the Imp and asked sternly.

"I don't know, Prince. In the Red Keep, Eddard Stark disappeared…and some other people…there is no definite news of the murderer yet. I think you have also heard of the rumors of the secret passages under the Red Keep, although we have tried our best to block some, but the space in some of the secret passages is as high as the main castle floors, it is impossible to block them all, really!"

Bang!

Oberyn slashed the bear-skin target in the courtyard with a sword!

"Prince, calm down."

"You must know who did it!" Oberyn pointed his long sword at the Imp, "Did the Cleganes do it, did they? The Cleganes withdrew their troops last night in the middle of the night, and Jonella disappeared early this morning! Is it such a coincidence?"

"I don't know!" The Imp felt a pain in his stomach, feeling like a crab was pinching him, "Prince, calm down, Lord Mountain will return tomorrow." He emphasized again.

It's not wise to kill the Mountain's death-seeking subordinates instead of killing the Mountain.

As long as the Mountain is killed, the rabble will collapse, then win over a group, attack a group, and disband a group, perfect.

Jonella fell into the hands of the Clegane's bandits last night, but as long as the Mountain is killed, the person will definitely be rescued, as for chastity…let's not think about this trivial issue…a beautiful woman from a great Dornish noble family falling into the hands of a large group of beasts…but it's also good, in this way, the Dornishmen will hate the Cleganes even more, rather than the Lannisters…

Oberyn's anger was unabated: "Imp, you must immediately order a city-wide search for suspicious people, as well as the Blackwater Rush port, all large and small cargo ships entering and leaving must be checked."

"I will, please rest assured, Prince." The Imp looked at Bronn, "Ser Bronn, pass my order, the entire City Watch, the Royal Fleet, must strictly check any suspicious people."

"Yes, Lord Hand." Bronn said with a fake smile.

This made the Imp hate Bronn even more!

Suddenly, the sound of dense hooves rang outside the Tower of the Hand, a large number of cavalry came to the courtyard gate, a general jumped off his horse and strode in, the newcomer was Daggett Manwoody, a Dornish noble known for his bravery: "Prince, Lady Laura has personally led the Bromwell soldiers to chase the Clegane army. Penrose Bromwell believes that it must be the Big Head General in the Dornish army who snatched his sister away."

Big Head Chiswyck, a rogue and fierce general who crippled two Bromwell knights and killed a Bromwell knight on the street, the Imp knew that guy, the rogue leader in Lannisport, who united the rogues in the four cities of southeast, northwest of Lannisport by his own strength.

"How many people did the lady take?"

"All the Bromwell soldiers, a hundred-man regiment."

"Why does Penrose believe that the Big Head bastard snatched Jonella away?"

"They had a feud with that Big Head bastard on Silk Street, that guy didn't leave immediately after committing the crime, but made frivolous remarks to Jonella, saying he was willing to give his life to marry her."

"Understood, order all Dornishmen to mount their horses and chase the Cleganes."

"They are all ready, Prince, just waiting for your order."

"Go!" Oberyn shouted.

"Prince, the Mountain will arrive in King's Landing tomorrow, don't be impulsive. Please give me time to send the City Watch to investigate."

Oberyn stared at the Imp, a charcoal-black warhorse was already brought to him by a guard, Oberyn flipped onto the horse, took the spear, shouted 'giddy up', the charcoal-black warhorse galloped out of the Tower of the Hand courtyard.

The sound of hooves exploded outside the Tower of the Hand, soon, the sound of 'giddy up' came from the direction of the stone keep, all the Dornish cavalry poured out, straight to the Red Keep gate, chasing the Clegane army.

The Imp watched in stunned silence!

Oberyn is still too impulsive, tomorrow, the Mountain will arrive in King's Landing, all the conspiracies he arranged will be in vain, is it worth it to startle the snake?!

*

In the Clegane army.

The mixed army of cavalry and infantry marched for most of the night, the people were not sleepy and the horses were not tired, this was the result of hard training at all times.

But here the mountains are beautiful, the water is clear, there is a small stream beside the road, and there are low rolling hills on both sides, the hills are full of sentinel trees, oak trees, cypress trees, ironwood trees, and pine trees.

The air is fresh, the stream water is clear, and the trees are quiet.

Lady Janie ordered a rest, and the army cooked in groups of hundreds.

"Jonella, are you thirsty?" Big Head Chiswyck lifted the car curtain and asked softly.

The fierce appearance coupled with soft words and loving little eyes made Jonella feel like vomiting.

Jonella turned her head to the other side: How disgusting!

"If you're hungry, just say it, I'll be next to your car."

"Pah!" Jonella spat on the floor of the carriage.

"What a pity." Big Head looked at Jonella's saliva, "Next time, remember to spit it in here." He handed Jonella his drinking horn.

The horn was very beautiful, it was given to Big Head by the mountain tribe, the Tiemi, carved from a bull's horn and inlaid with gold thread. This was loot that the Tiemi had snatched in battle, the Tiemi's favorite horn.

Jonella twisted her body to one side.

"Jonella, you should still take it, or I'll get in the car." Big Head said.

*

Hearing that this guy was going to get in the car, Jonella's body trembled.

Last night, she refused to submit, and then, Big Head forced her to submit. Now, she was already his person. Her most cherished chastity, something she wanted to dedicate to the man she admired, was taken away by the evil man with a humble smile next to the car.

She regretted it very much last night.

If she hadn't resisted and had obediently gone with him, he had said he would never force her. He wanted her to marry him willingly, just give him a year.

She refused, and then he forced her. He was too strong. No matter how much she resisted, kicked, and hit him, this man's body was like steel.

Afterward, the guy regretted it very much and blamed all the responsibility on her resistance.

Jonisa didn't want to provoke this beast again.

*

She turned around and reached for the ox horn cup: "What are you doing?"

"From now on, if you want to spit on me, spit in here."

"Madman!"

"Hehe, when there's enough saved up, I'll spit some too, and we'll use it to make soup and drink it together! That way, we'll never be able to separate again. I heard an old woman say it's very effective!" Big Head chuckled.

Jonisa wanted to burst into a torrent of abuse... but she found that she couldn't find a single swear word... she was collapsing!

*

ps: Will there be more? Unknown!

Thanks to [herostars] for the reward, thank you, handshake!