Chapter 177 - House Tyrell arrives in King’s Landing (II)
"Humans are strange, they judge each other based on things that don't matter, but even if they know they're wrong, change doesn't come instantly, they need a century just to start changing." Tyrion Lannister, Imperial Councillor of the Imperium of Mankind, before the Rebellion on the Planet of Forgan V.
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"King's Landing." Looking out of the carriage window, Margaery spoke with an excited tone. Around the carriage, ninety thousand men were marching towards the most important city in Westeros. Even though it was far away, the Red Keep could be seen behind the sun on the horizon.
"Granny, why don't we go straight to the Riverlands?" Margaery couldn't help asking with a hint of disappointment in her voice. She wanted to find Aenar as soon as possible, the image of the king was still vivid in her mind, including his words.
"Margaery, we are ninety thousand men, if we add the army of House Targaryen at this moment, it's almost two hundred thousand soldiers. Even we can't provide food for men and horses for such a large army." Olenna answered her granddaughter as she felt the carriage sway slightly.
The journey to King's Landing had already taken its toll on her body, she was no longer young and a journey of this distance left her body sore in many places.
Margaery understood with her grandmother's words, she had made a promise not to appear ignorant in front of Daenerys Targaryen, the wife/aunt/queen of Aenar.
"Grandmother, you were engaged to Daeron, why didn't you marry him?" Remembering something, Margaery asked curiously. If Olenna had been Daeron's wife, she would have had Targaryen blood and things would have been much easier.
"Daeron preferred to be in the presence of his own squires." Olenna replied in a calm tone, she had long forgotten about her former fiancé. "Besides, it wasn't him who ended the betrothal vows, but me."
Margaery was intelligent and understood the subtlety in her grandmother's words, obviously Daeron, Son of Aegon V was a Pillow Biter just like her brother Loras.
"Do you really want to go down that road, Margaery?" Olenna asked, looking at her granddaughter seriously. Being a mistress was a heavy price and if Margaery wanted to give it up, she would accept her granddaughter's choice.