Chapter 150 - Battle of the Crossing (III)
"When they get mad enough, attack and take the castle." Aenar Targaryen ordered with a cold smile.
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Hosteen felt the castle shake slightly, and the growing irritation in his heart only increased. The first few times, he was startled by the sound and the impact, but once he realized that the strange weapons couldn't penetrate the walls, he relaxed.
However, this feeling of relief only lasted a day, as the attacks didn't stop, not even at night. The first day awake was easy, the second proved difficult, and by the third he was completely exhausted.
His mood worsened dramatically; he became irritable and, for some reason, started hallucinating due to lack of sleep. It wasn't just him, everyone in the castle was in the same situation.
Perhaps the only one who could sleep peacefully was his own father, Walder Frey. Hosteen had to admit: his father really was a man of great courage, calm and wisdom.
However, he felt he couldn't take it any longer. He was exhausted and unable to sleep. His attempts to lighten the mood, such as sex, wine and watching dances, became ineffective. He had no energy, so how could he have sex or motivate himself to watch a play?
"Dad, we can't go on like this. We'll go mad." said Hosteen to his father, who didn't even bother to stop eating. The old man, who was almost ninety, didn't look the least bit worried or exhausted, as if he didn't care what happened outside.
"You're as disappointing as Stevron. Stop acting like a frightened woman and calm down," said Walder in a calm, cool tone. His eyes looked at his son with dissatisfaction at the scene.
"Since we haven't been reduced to ashes yet, the Targaryen king wants to conquer the Twins with his army. But it's not so easy to break through one of the most fortified castles in Westeros," Walder commented, biting into a chicken leg with a sarcastic smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, thunder rang out and the castle shook again. However, Walder showed no concern; on the contrary, he smiled, showing off his almost toothless mouth, with a few rotten teeth.