Bab 44: Chapter 44
The warm sun shone on the smooth mirror-like sea, and at first glance, it looks like a silvery shiny carpet extending to the horizon.
The sea surface of Whispering sound has always been known for its tranquility, even the waves higher than ten feet are rare, no matter how unruly the sea breeze comes here, it will become docile, as soft as a lover's whisper.
As the merchant ship sailed into the bay, Samwell could already see the towering tower, the landmark of the old town, from a distance .
This huge stone-stepped tower is one of the most magnificent and ingenious structures in Westeros.
Up to more than 800 feet, the spire of the tower, which was burning with a raging fire day and night, illuminating the sky, and it can be clearly distinguished even from hundreds of nautical miles away.
For thousands of years, this bright lighthouse standing at the mouth of the Honeywine River has pointed out the direction for countless captains.
As the merchant ship slowly approached the port, the majestic figure of the towering tower became clearer and clearer to everyone.
Everyone's eyes widened, looking up at the miraculous building in front of them, unconsciously holding their breath.
Cheman, who had no knowledge, was even more unbearable, his whole body began to tremble, as if seeing a god, he almost knelt down to worship.
Even though he was used to seeing skyscrapers in his previous life, Samwell couldn't hide his surprise at this time.
It is really hard for him to imagine how to build such a lighthouse with the productivity close to the middle ages in the world of Game of Thrones.
Unless it's magic!
A thought popped into Samwell's mind.
Apart from magic, he couldn't think of any other way to build such a building.
As the busiest port in Westeros, the sea area here is extremely crowded, and the merchant ships that Samwell and his party are on even have to wait in line to enter the port.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, this ancient city looked peaceful and elegant, like an old man who has experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, watching the vicissitudes of the world with calm and indifferent eyes.
In addition to the towering tower, there are two famous buildings in the old town - the citadel and the starry sept.
The cutadel is the place where maesters are cultivated, and it is also the place that the original owner most yearned for. Countless well-educated people set out from here to the lords of Westeros, big and small, to give them advice and suggestions.
As for the Starry sept, it has been the center of the belief of the Seven Gods for thousands of years, and the seat of the archbishop until it was replaced by the Baylor Cathedral in King's Landing more than a hundred years ago. But in the hearts of many believers of the Seven Gods, this place is still the closest to the kingdom of heaven.
Of course, when talking about Old Town, one cannot fail to mention its lord, that is, the family that lives in the city—
the Hightower family.
One of the oldest families in Westeros, the Hightowers trace their bloodlines all the way back to the First Men, who were kings of the Meadlands as far back as the Dawn Era - the Kings of the Tower.
However, such an ancient and influential family did not show the strength in line with its identity at all.
In fact, in the eyes of many people, the Hightower family is not only not strong enough, it can even be called weak.
As the king of the ancestors, when the Andals invaded, Hightower chose to submit and marry; when the Gardener family expanded from the Mander River valley, Hightower chose to submit and divorce his wife and marry again ·When Targaryen rode over on a dragon, Hightower still chose to submit, and married... er, no marriage this time.
It's not that Hightower doesn't want to, but the Targaryen family follows the tradition of intermarriage between brothers and sisters, and generally won't let the "blood of the real dragon" flow out.
This series of behaviors is indeed difficult for the Hightower family to establish enough prestige, let alone generate enough awe for them.
However, Samwell never underestimated this family.
In fact, anyone who takes the Hightowers lightly pays a heavy price for it - often in ways they don't even know they have.
Those maesters who went from the Citadel to serve as advisors to the major lords, even though they claimed to have no surname, no position, and no political affiliation, who dared to say that the Hightower family had no influence on them at all?
What is the purpose of those maesters who pretend to be pious in order to study the mystery?
What on earth is that rule which rejects any discussing in the dark room?
What secrets are hidden behind those ancient and heavy doors?
...
In Samwell's view, the Hightower family is well versed in the principle of "conquering the strong with softness, and defeating the strong with the weak". They never face strong enemies directly, but change the world in a silent way.
Countless ancient and powerful families have been wiped out in the long river of time, and it is certainly no coincidence that only the Hightower family has survived to this day.
As soon as they stepped off the merchant ship, Samwell and his party boarded another ferry boat——the towering castle tower of the Hightower family is located on the Battle isle in the middle of river, and they had to change boats.
Battle Isle is an alluvial island at the mouth of the Mande River. It is said that in the distant Dawn Era, there were giant dragons entrenched on this island until the first Hightower appeared, wiped them out, and built hightower on the island.
When Samwell stood in front of this man-made miracle, he finally felt his own insignificance uncontrollably.
This is really not like a masterpiece by mortals.
"Sir Caesar, welcome to the Hightower ." In front of the gate of the castle, a handsome middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing showed a bright smile at Samwell.
This man was the eldest son of Lord Leyton,lord of oldtown , Sir Baelor Hightower.
However, what really caught Samwell's attention was the beautiful figure beside Sir Baylor—
Miss Margaery Tyrell.
The daughter of the duke is wearing a green pleated skirt. The waist line outlined by gold silk highlighting her perfect figure. Her soft brown curly hair is fixed by a headband and falls from the top of her head. Her gentle eyes saw Sam Will, couldn't help showing a look of surprise:
"Sir Caesar, I almost didn't recognize you!"
Samwell was also stunned, obviously he didn't expect to see this "Highgarden Rose" under the Hightower .
But soon, he came back to his senses, leaned over and saluted:
"Good day, Sir Baylor, Miss Margaery , the road to pioneering is not so easy, so, I lost some weight."
"It's not just somewhat thin, you completely changed." Margaery looked Samwell up and down, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "And I heard that you have subdued tens of thousands of savages, it's really surprising."
"He also helped the Hightower family get rid of a nasty wanted criminal, my poor cousin can finally rest in peace." Sir Baylor added with a smile, it seems that he has received the gift sent by Viscount Brandon.
"It is my honor to be able to help the Hightower family." Samwell smiled at Baylor, and then turned his gaze to Margaery, "It is my responsibility to expand the territory of the Tyrell family."
Margaery eyes turned like crescent moons with a smile, and cute dimples appeared on both sides of his cheeks:
"I'm proud of you, my knight. This month's funding will also be very generous!"
Hearing this, Samwell smile on his face grew brighter: "Thank you for your generosity! Your dedication will definitely be rewarded."
Then he asked curiously: "Miss Margery, I would like to ask, why did you appear here? "
" I came back with my mother to visit relatives, and didn't expect to meet you. What a coincidence."
Samwell then remembered that Margaery's mother, the Duchess of Highgarden, was Lord Leyton daughter .
"Okay, let's not stand outside, come in." Baylor invited with a smile.
Samwell nodded, took the bread and salt from the servants on the side, put them in his mouth, and then walked into the gate of the castle.
[END]
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