Through the narrow, tall windows of the terrace, the setting sun shone across the ground and streaked the walls with dark red.
There are very few places in the kingdom where you can still see the sunset, and Clear Water Port is one of them. According to legend, the demonic moon, which was enveloped in heavy snow and cold winds, had little effect on this place. Except for the black sail fleet unable to leave the port, the entire city was still as busy as usual.
And the owner of this harbor city, Garcia Wimbledon, was sitting at the square table under the window, seriously looking at the letter in his hand. Her gray hair was dyed with a touch of gold under the setting sun, and the light and shadow of her face intertwined to bring out her angular facial features, which was unique and heroic.
Farien had been standing beside her for a while.
Although the letter took longer than her normal credit reading, Farien chose to wait quietly—he didn't want to interrupt the silence by himself.
Finally, Garcia sighed softly and put the letter down.
"Father is dead."
Farien was stunned, "What?"
"My father, Erin Wimbledon, the king of Greycastle, is dead."
She seldom repeated what she said, he thought, if she usually asked that, she would just turn a blind eye to it. But is she really not kidding? The king is dead
"..." Farien opened his mouth to comfort her, but his words turned into a question, "How did you die?"
Fortunately, Garcia didn’t care about it—she was the third princess of the kingdom, the lord of the clear water port, and the supreme commander of the Black Sail Fleet, so she didn’t need anyone to comfort her,” the letter said, it was my brother Goron who killed his father, and was later taken by his guards. Captured. He did not commit suicide because he did not fear the crime, so he was brought to a public trial by the hand of the king and several other ministers and sentenced to beheading."
"This is not normal," Farien said subconsciously.
"Of course it's not normal," Garcia said with an expressionless face. "Although my brother is stupid, he's not stupid enough to kill himself. Without guidance, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing."
"Someone framed him?"
"Let me guess..." The three princesses closed their eyes, "Someone probably laid out a detailed plan and tempted him to say that he was willing to help him rise to the throne - if you want to bring people into the inner courtyard of the royal city, someone must make arrangements in advance, including eradication, replacement and bribes. But that’s not what Goron is good at, or rather, he’s too lazy to do these trivial things. The rest is simple, the person who arranged the plan was so trusted by him, but betrayed him in the end.”
Farien is noncommittal, these are guesses after all, the process is not important, the key is the result. He believed that Her Royal Highness the Three Queens thought so too.
Sure enough, Garcia opened his eyes and continued, "There are not ten or nine such people in the eldest prince's place. They have brute strength and muscles in their brains. It's normal to be played around by others. It's just..." said When she got here, there was a little anger in her tone, "My second brother's methods are too rude."
"You mean, it was done by Timothy Wimbledon?"
"Besides him, who else knows Goron so well? After this, who will benefit the most?" Garcia tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, "A blind man can see it! , he doesn't have to do this step at all!"
His Royal Highness was angry, and Farien realized that it was rare for the three princesses to show such an expression. It seems that although she has been complaining that Wimbledon III is too partial, she does not want her father to end up like this.
Farien can more or less understand this feeling. Among the big families, the head of the family always feels this way to the younger generation - a mountain that he wants to cross, which is both awe and hatred. If she was right and the second prince did this, then his actions were indeed cruel.
"But... why did he do that?"
"Because he's afraid of me," Garcia took a deep breath, seemingly controlling his emotions, "he's afraid of Black Sail."
Seeing that Farien didn't answer, she went on to explain, "It's not surprising that Tifeko has eyeliners in Clear Water Port, just like I also set up eyes and ears in Jinsuicheng and Wangdu. Knowing the existence of the Black Sail Fleet After that, it's easy to think of what I'm going to do next, it's impossible for Jinsuicheng to raise an army that can fight against the black sails. So he used the stupidest method, using gorron as bait to get what he wanted ."
"You mean, he wants the army?"
"He wants the throne," Garcia said. "After Goron's death, he will be the first in line to the heir. With his father dead, he is probably on his way to the capital at the moment. As long as he can become King Wimbledon IV , he can mobilize vassals and troops regardless of territory." She shook her head at this point, "However, as I said, as the father's favorite son, he didn't have to do this."
"Isn't that bad," Farien said worriedly. "What if the second prince was crowned successfully, announced the end of the battle for the king, and ordered you to return to the royal city?"
Garcia disdainfully said, "This step is too straightforward. Father's preference for him does not mean that all ministers will support him, especially the act of murdering the king - although Tifeko pushed it to Goron, it can be fooled. For the common people of the Lower Kingdom, it will take a long time for him to fully grasp the authority of Greycastle. So..." She looked at Farien, "I have to change my plan a little."
Farien immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "I am willing to send you."
Garcia stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Farien, "After he ascends the throne, he will definitely deal with me as soon as possible, but the only means he can use is probably to order Joey Cole, the Duke of the South. Put pressure on me. The latter is expected to use the new death of the king and the inappropriate use of troops during the national mourning as an excuse to shirk—that old fox has always been reluctant to do business at a loss. At most, call up vassals and make a pretence around the border of the Clear Water Port. The three princesses paused for a while, "but these actions will bring us unnecessary trouble, so we will set sail tomorrow."
"Set sail? Your Highness, do you want to… "
"Eagle City is almost an undefended city because it is located in the interior of the kingdom. You can reach Qingquan Town through the tributaries of the Sanwan River, and it only takes a day to get to Eagle City. After Joey is captured, the entire southern border will be destroyed. As for being under my control. It's an interesting time lag, when he sat on the throne and wanted to instruct Duke Joey, only to find that the entire Southland had become my territory, and I don't know what his expression would be."
"But, as you said, Wimbledon III just passed away, so—"
"Why, do I need to shed tears first?" Garcia turned around, and the setting sun that fell into the horizon covered her whole body with a layer of purple veil. Her face was hidden in the darkness, only the faint light of her eyes shone. Those eyes were rock solid, Farien thought, even if there was anger and regret in it, there would never be any sadness.
Grief is not for kings.
"No, you don't need to," he said earnestly.
Garcia nodded with satisfaction, "Go ahead, call all the captains to me. Since Tifek doesn't want to wait five years, I won't let him down. After getting Eagle City, the entire southern border will become independent. ."
It doesn't matter if Tifeko did all this or not, he thought, she can always find a way that suits her from the unpredictable situation, and once she decides, she will move forward bravely. That's her charm, and that's why she's following her.
"Yes, Your Highness... No," Farien replied in a deep voice, "Your Majesty."