Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 112 Mother
"Lord Hobart, do you think the Hightower family can survive?" Samantha Tully asked. She was the second wife of Mond Hightower. Before her, Mond Hightower left behind four children. The eldest son, Lyonel, and the second son, Martin, had died in battle. The third son, Gaimund, was far away in Highgarden. It was estimated that he had either been captured, killed, or declared rebellion. The only one left in Otto's line was Queen Mother Alicent, who was far away in King's Landing. The sons of the old Earl Hobart were probably all dead, and Hobart was the only one left of his brothers' children. The Hightowers they arranged in the church and the Citadel were probably in danger.

"I will accept any punishment from Queen Rhaenyra, whether it be beheading or wearing black clothes." Hobart knew that according to the noble rules of Westeros, Gaimund would basically not be killed, so the Hightower family still had hope. "I only ask you to take good care of Bethany and the girls. You are the sister-in-law of Prince Longzel, and he will definitely respect your wishes."

Samantha Tully watched Hobart Hightower walk out of the room resolutely, shook her head, turned around and hugged her stepdaughter Bethany who had woken up. "Mom, what happened? Where are Dad and my brothers?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Samantha Tully patted the little girl's back and said softly.

The Queen's quarter-arms standard was hoisted in Oldtown.

Earl Thaddeus Rowan signaled the trembling Gaimund Hightower to move forward. The middle-aged man in front of the 13-year-old boy whose legs were cut off and who was still leaning on an infantry halberd was also a Hightower. He was the fifth son of old Earl Hobart and the captain of the city guard responsible for guarding the city gate.

"Kid, kill him and you can prove your sincerity." Count Axel Floren, who had a long face with a pointed chin and a pair of huge ears, clapped his hands and said. He led 900 cavalry and 1800 infantry to join the punitive army after the Battle of Flower Valley.

Lady Janesia Fossoway and Harron Tyrell watched this scene with interest. Gaimund Hightower was a melancholy and shy boy. He was arranged by Lord Mond to serve as the cupbearer and attendant of the deceased Duke Loras Tyrell. In fact, he was also the spy of Lord Mond. But the boy never actually leaked any information about Duke Loras. After the Battle of the Valley of Flowers, the Tyrell family officially raised the Queen's quarter-arms flag and decided to fight for the Queen. Gaimund was so scared that he almost committed suicide. Thanks to Sir Harron's timely discovery of the child who had been submerged in the fountain for half a day, he escaped with his life. After thinking about it for a night, Gaimund decided to join the Tyrell army and fight against his family with them.

When the middle-aged Hightower saw Gaimund, his eyes sparkled. "Kill me, you bastard, you idiot, you son of a bitch, is your fucking sword blunt? Give me a quick death!"

Tears welled up in Gaimund's eyes before he finally made up his mind to close his eyes and stabbed the middle-aged Hightower with his spear. The spear slipped on Hightower's breastplate and stabbed into the cobblestone ground beside him, almost causing Gaimund Hightower to fall.

"Are you fucking blind? You bitch's son of a bitch!" The middle-aged Hightower was still cursing. "Open your eyes, my neck is here, stab it!" He raised his finger and pointed at his neck and shouted. Gaimund gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, raised his spear, and stabbed the middle-aged Hightower's neck again.

This time the needle missed the target, and blood gushed out of the middle-aged Haitar's neck like a fountain. He closed his eyes contentedly.

Gaimund, the "parricide", defined himself in his heart.

"Gaimund, you have proved your loyalty to Her Majesty." The voice came from Jacaerys, who was flying low in the sky. Because he was worried that there would be remnants of Hightower waiting for an opportunity to take action, Jacaerys either flew high in the sky or flew low among the crowd to avoid the crossbows that might fly at any time. "Believe in the Queen's mercy."

School City.

Dr. Mukun squeezed his thigh hard. His mask hid his expression well. The doctors of the cardinals came to Crow Island one after another by boat. Womisoer lay on the ancient tower fortress. His huge body almost made people think that the fortress would be crushed by a dragon at any time. Even so, the dragon's tail still hung in the sea. Longzel looked at the doctors in front of him wearing different masks. "Where are the doctors of Ravenology, Astronomy and Medicine?"

"Your Highness, the doctors of ravenology and astronomy are calculating the time of winter." The doctor of astrology, wearing a bronze mask and holding a bronze scepter, said tremblingly, "They need detailed and uninterrupted calculations, so, Your Highness, I'm sorry. These two doctors cannot be present. But we can convey your order on your behalf. The doctor of medicine is on his way, and there are some problems in his college."

"Okay, then you notify all the remaining doctors to seal up all the books, collections, and experimental equipment in the Citadel. My ship will come to pick you up in three days. You failed to stop Hightower's treason, so you need to go to King's Landing to be questioned by Her Majesty the Queen."

"Your Highness, this is against the rules. The Citadel never interferes in politics and strictly maintains neutrality, Your Highness." The Doctor of History and the Doctor of Political Science shouted at the same time, but Longzel didn't even look at them, he just said,
"Either you follow the ship in three days, or you follow Womithor today. My army will take over the Citadel immediately." After saying that, he patted Womithor lightly, and the dragon roared and flew back into the sky.

The doctors stared at the dragon flying away, and suddenly shuddered. The doctor of occult science wearing the Valyrian steel mask jumped up as if he was on fire and said, "Come on, some people. The dragon information in the cellar must not be discovered by the royal family."

"Dr. Rosen, you've discovered it." The doctor of military science wearing an iron mask grabbed the doctor of occult science and said, "As long as we insist that we are only researching dragons, the royal family won't be held responsible. What's wrong with Dr. Kerron? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Finally, a small boat hurriedly approached the shore. Dr. Kerron ran over without even taking his silver scepter with him. "Something big has happened."

"What's wrong?" Several doctors hurriedly gathered around him, and Dr. Mukun first explained what had just happened. Before he finished speaking, Dr. Kerron's desperate voice almost resounded throughout the Crow Island.

"The specimens of patients with the Tremor Syndrome and Dragon Pox in the ice cellar are missing!" Dr. Kerron shouted in horror. "According to the condition of the ice cellar door, those specimens have been missing for at least three weeks!"

"Seven layers of hell." Womisoel and Womax met in the air. Silver Wing continued to patrol the city. A white flag had been hoisted on the towering tower. Samantha Tully walked out of the tower barefoot with the few remaining girls of the Hightower family and Hobart Hightower.

Before deciding the future of the Hightower family, Longzel's more important matter was Helena and her three children. Womithor landed next to Dreamfire, and just a glance made the blue dragon retreat several steps in fear.

Longzier led Jacaerys into the huge Starry Cathedral. No priest dared to look at Longzier, who was wearing the Valyrian steel armor "Dragon Rider" and holding the Valyrian steel sword "Silver Blood". He led Jacaerys all the way through the corridor and walked in front of Queen Helena and the High Septon. Longzier drew a seven-pointed star on his chest to show respect to the High Septon.

"Your Highness, the church has never supported the usurper's usurpation of the throne." The Archbishop breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Longzel draw the seven-pointed star instead of drawing his sword. "The bishop who attended the usurper's coronation ceremony in King's Landing has been excommunicated. The members of the church who were the traitor Hightower have been executed by the priests who are loyal to the orthodox queen. Their bodies are in the back. You can..."

"No need, Your Majesty." Longzel could sense the dozens of bodies densely packed behind him. They were indeed descendants of the Hightowers. "I believe in the sincerity of the church, but the church must also prove its sincerity to Her Majesty the Queen in King's Landing." Longzel looked at the Archbishop coldly, and his deep purple eyes made the Archbishop numb all over.

"Please go ahead. Your Highness, Your Highness."

"Please invite the Archbishop and the College of Cardinals to King's Landing." Jacaerys politely kissed the Archbishop's fingers, and then said coldly: "My mother's coronation ceremony still needs the Archbishop's support. She believes that the blessing of the Seven Gods is an indispensable part of a true king. In addition, the people of King's Landing are also eager to witness the heroic figure of the Archbishop."

The Archbishop immediately realized what Jacaerys meant. The Starry Cathedral in Old Town might become history.

"I understand, Your Highness. The Church will fully assist Her Majesty in her rule."

While Prince Jacaris was negotiating with the Archbishop, Longzel walked up to Helena.

"Uncle Longzel, I saw Aegon die in the flames." Helena opened her eyes, which had lost all their spirit. "I saw my mother fall from the tower. I saw the lifeless eyes of my children. Uncle, will you kill my children?"

"Their only mistake is that they were born at the wrong time and into the wrong family." Longzel sighed and sat down next to Helena. "But the children are indeed innocent. As long as they swear a sacred oath, abandon the Targaryen name, and be guarded by me or the royal family for life, they can still survive. Mellar and Jaehaerys may become white knights, or close ministers of the royal family, or excellent maesters. Jaehaera will become an excellent septa. The kingdom will tolerate the survival of the children, and so will I."

"I understand. Thank you, uncle. What about the Hightower family?" Helena nodded gently. She did not ask about her own future, but was worried about the future of her mother's family.

"The crime of the Hightower family is treason, my little niece." Longzel shook his head. "Only Gaimund can survive because of his righteous act. The Hightower family's fiefdoms will be completely taken away, including the Towering Tower and Oldtown. Sir Hobart will decide whether to be beheaded or put on black clothes after trial. In addition, the Hightower family will have to pay a fine to repay everything they stole from the treasury and the crown. The girls will be sent to the Silent Sisters or serve as nuns. As for Gaimund, I will give him a piece of land on the Gray Island to reward him for his restoration of order, but his future wife will be decided by me. I hope the wealth of the Hightower family is enough to pay the fine, otherwise poor Gaimund will have to bear this debt for the rest of his life, as well as his descendants. Of course, this is the result of my discussion with Xiaojie, and the final decision is still on Queen Rhaenyra."

"I thank you for your kindness on behalf of my mother's family." Helena understood that Longzel now had the power to influence the situation in the kingdom, and only he could protect her children.

"Aren't you curious about yourself?" Longzel sighed as he asked this question. He could see that the magical pollution on Helena's body was getting worse due to her frequent use of Dragon Dream. The magic of the Children of the Forest and her own backlash destroyed her vitality.

"I won't live long, uncle, you told me so." Helena smiled and looked at the children who were still playing around without knowing anything. "I will use my death to exchange for their lives."

"It doesn't have to be like this."

"This is the last thing a mother can do for her children." Helena was still smiling, but Longzel could see tears in the girl's eyes.

"Hopefully, when they grow up, they'll forget who their parents are."

Second update, the internet and power outage this afternoon, the power was not restored until 9 o'clock, people are dying, normal time tomorrow. Three updates the day after tomorrow.

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