Chapter 470 Block
After a brief absence, Sansa Stark woke up:
"Quick! Go stop her!"
"What are you going to do to stop a crazy woman?"
"Don't we do anything?" Sansa picked up her skirt and ran towards the stairs without looking back, "Hurry up and evacuate the people in Maegor's Tower!"
Didn't take a few steps, and when she turned around, she saw that Sandor Clegane didn't go to the throne room at all, but followed.
"Why are you following me? Hurry up and evacuate..."
"What can you do to find Cersei alone?" Sandor said, "And how dare those lords and ladies in the throne room leave Maegor's Mansion at this time? The ghouls outside have not been cleaned up, and they may die if they go out .”
"Then also notify the guards..."
"You really regard yourself as the savior?" Sandor said, "Believe me, the only chance to survive now is to leave the Red Castle. With my protection, those ghouls outside will not harm you."
For a moment, Sansa almost agreed to go with Sandor.
She could feel that this ugly, fierce hunting dog actually had a soft heart, and he really wanted to protect himself.
But Sansa still gritted her teeth and refused:
"I can't go. My sister is still here, and there are so many northern nobles..."
Sandor muttered angrily:
"You Starks are really desperate fools."
Sansa ignored this and did not drive Sandor away. She also realized that even if she rushed to the basement alone, she could not stop Cersei.
With the Hound, there is at least a glimmer of hope.
The two went down the spiral staircase and soon entered the cellar of Maegor's Mansion.
It's dark, damp, and bone-chilling here.
Sansa came in a hurry and didn't prepare a torch at all. At this time, she could only **** forward in the dark.
In fact, the darkness is not terrible, but what is really frightening is the fire that may erupt.
Knowing that Cersei might light a wildfire at any time and burn down the entire Maegor House, not everyone has the courage to stop it.
Sansa herself was very surprised. When she heard the news, she actually had the courage to come down.
"You are a brave girl." Sandor's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, "You are not the same girl who was bullied by Joffrey on the banks of the Trident River and cried."
"I'll grow up, too!" Sansa said, puffing her cheeks. "And, I'm actually full of fear."
"How can a man be so brave when he is afraid?"
"A man can only be brave when he is afraid." Sansa said, "That's what my father said."
Sandor's voice did not come out for a long time.
Wheeze—
Orange-red flames suddenly lit up in the cellar, dispelling the darkness, but frightening Sansa.
"You scared me to death!" She looked back and found that Sandor had lit the torch, and she was relieved. "I thought it was Cersei who lit the wildfire."
"Wildfire is green," Sandor said.
Sansa blushed a little, but immediately asked: "Since you took the torch, why didn't you light it before?"
Sansa saw that his hands were shaking constantly, and he held the torch high and far away from her, and then realized that this hound is afraid of fire.
It turned out to be like this.
She also stopped talking, and walked forward in silence.
Not long after, Sansa saw a faint light coming from ahead, and at the same time, the sound of someone talking.
After taking a few steps closer, I realized that it was two people arguing.
"... Please believe me, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager. The storm outside has stopped and we are saved. There is no need for you to light wildfires!"
"Osmund Kettleblack, you coward! Just now you looked like you were going to die generously with me, why did you lose your courage in a blink of an eye?"
"Just now... didn't I think I was going to die... But it's different now. Really, I didn't lie to you! No, you can go out and see for yourself, the army of ghouls has really been completely suppressed, and it will be wiped out in a short time .”
"Then I won't go out either! I will never bow to Caesar!"
"Why! Who? Who is there?" Osmond found footsteps in the passage.
Seeing that she was discovered, Sansa stopped hiding altogether.
"Sansa Stark, and Sandor?" Cersei snorted softly, "Why are you back, you stupid dog who is afraid of death?"
"Your Majesty, everything is over. You don't need to do this." Sansa said.
At this time, Cersei was wearing a snow-white linen dress, as white as the robes of the Kingsguard, with long sleeves revealing gold silk underlayment, thick bright yellow curly hair hanging on her bare shoulders, and a slender necklace hung around her slender neck. Necklace with diamonds and emeralds.
This white dress gave her a strange innocence, like a girl waiting to be married. Compared with Sansa, it is not inferior at all.
It's just a pity that she has a mouth:
"I don't need you to teach me how to do it! That coward Tyrion can surrender, but I will never surrender! If my father is still alive, I will not surrender! A lion never bows his head!"
"Think of your daughter Myrcella," Sansa persuaded, "she is also in Maegor's Tower. And your son Tommen, if you burn those northern nobles, Caesar will surely use Lannister blood to repay this debt! At that time, no one will intercede for you."
"Why does the lion need the mercy of others!" Cersei cried, holding the torch high.
Behind her, pots of wildfires exuded a faint green gleam, which looked thrilling.
"Caesar wants to sit on the Iron Throne, but I won't let him do so! I'm going to burn down Maegor's Tower and turn the Iron Throne into a puddle of molten iron!
I hate that my stupid brother used up almost all of the wildfire stored in King's Landing to deal with Stannis before, and now there is only this little left, otherwise I could turn the whole city of King's Landing into ashes! "
"You are crazy." Sansa said, "You are as crazy as the mad king back then."
"Anyone goes mad after betrayal and humiliation," Cersei cried. "Caesar will never bring me to my knees! And you traitors! All go to **** with me!"
As she spoke, she threw the torch in her hand at the pot containing wildfire.
"No!" Sansa, Sandor, and Osmondzizi exclaimed.
But they didn't expect Cersei to be so decisive. For a while, they could only watch the torch smashed into the wildfire.
Sansa closed her eyes in despair, as if she had seen the scene of green flames erupting violently.
But after waiting for a while, the expected burning flames did not come.
She opened her eyes cautiously, only to see a thin figure appearing beside the wildfire pot at some point, just in time to catch the torch thrown by Cersei.
"Arya!" Sansa could hardly believe her eyes, "Why are you here?"
Is this the guidance of the gods?
Arya smiled and said:
"I followed that fat spider."
(end of this chapter)