章 71: Chapter 68 - Tully, Tyrells & Taming II
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After finishing his work, Joffrey went to find Sansa to fondle her fine, full tits and play with his daughter for a while to refresh his mood. Then, he went straight to the armory and donned his light armor.
It was finally time to march to Highgarden.
"Your Grace, warhammer or the sword?" Val asked, having already donned her amazing new armor that was curved in ways to ensure one could quickly see that she was one fine woman.
"Both," Joffrey replied, letting the servants tie his armor pieces all over. "Keep the sword on my horse."
"Your Grace, the Golden Legion is ready." Came Ser Arthur, the commander of the Unsullied. The man wore fine golden armor now with a luxurious cape on his back.
"And the instruments?"
"They're prepared," Ser Arthur answered.
I hope they don't resist too much. I don't want to ruin that fine castle. I can use it for recreational purposes. Joffrey thought, already planning on how to savor the victory later.
"Let's go then."
Finally done, Joffrey took his sword from Val and walked out of the armory. He marched out of the Red Keep and got on his white horse. Behind him, six Kingsguards and Ser Arthur followed close, all headed out of King's Landing to meet the army already gathered outside the King's Gate.
In a fine surprise, the smallfolk waved at Joffrey's leaving figure, and some even threw flowers at him. In their eyes, he was no different from a savior who protected them, fed them, and now even conquered the evildoers.
Uncle Tyrion must have worked overtime to get the masses this excited. Joffrey had no delusions. He knew this was the work of a well-planned spread of gossip.
"King Joffrey!"
"King Joffrey!"
They roared his name as soon as he raised his fist to boost morale. To the people, it may seem like he was going to a tough battle. In reality, Joffrey already knew he had won. Sure, the two Tyrells still in Highgarden might be able to gather ten thousand men on their own, but he had his might and the might of the Lannisters combined.
I can't wait to return and celebrate copiously.
Just like that, uninterrupted, Joffrey galloped out of the city and arrived outside the King's Gate. The modest Crownlands army of five thousand, Stormland army of four thousand, and three thousand men of the Golden Legion came into his view soon enough, standing in perfect formations to start marching.
Of course, he could have mustered ten to fifteen thousand men from the Crownlands itself, but he didn't need that many as it would have meant more expenditure. Heck, if he wanted to go overboard, he could have called for all of Stormlands to gather up, and that would have swelled up his full army to over sixty thousand men.
That number was simply too much for a measly single House on the verge of excision. Besides, the siege of Highgarden was merely the beginning.
There she is. Joffrey noticed Arya at the front of the army on a lone horse. She too, had received light armor, but not as refined as Val since Arya's whole style was speed.
"There's my soon-to-be first female knight of Westeros." Joffrey teased her at the first chance.
Arya kept herself from disrespecting him in front of so many people and looked away. "I joined because you asked… Your Grace."
Joffrey chuckled. "I trust you'll manage to keep me safe in the battles to come."
With that, Joffrey turned around to look at the army. He raised his sword and gave a very short warcry before turning around and starting the march. This time he took no luxurious carriage for himself, only a horse. The road towards the Reach was mostly flat, after all.
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All of Joffrey's army consisted of horse riders. That ensured they were fast on their way. The Roseroad was pleasant, wide and empty thanks to the scouts ahead. The goal was to take on Highgarden from two sides—Joffrey from the East and Tywin from the North. From the south side, Lord Redwyne had also mobilized some of his soldiers to keep an eye on the movement, while also blocking all the ports from Oldtown to Shield Islands.
To end the Tyrells it was necessary to kill Willas and Garland Tyrell, along with their cousins no matter how distant. If they had children, they were to be swiftly dealt with too.
No mercy, for this was time to write another song for the golden-haired.
As the day went by, Joffrey crossed the Bitterbridge and then entered lands under the direct control of Highgarden. As dusk approached, he led the men to cross the Mander River and finally started setting up the camp for the army.
"It's magnificent." Joffrey looked at Highgarden castle through his far-eye for the first time in his life. It was grand and massive with towering white walls of three layers, each increasing in height. Not to mention, it was situated on a hill, making it harder to siege.
"Beyond the first wall is a briar labyrinth, spanning the entire grounds. Horses won't be able to enter, and men will get lost." Ser Arthur, who had studied everything, explained. "If we want to en—"
"Burn it," Joffrey commanded sharply, eyes fixed on the main castle. "Forget the walls; they can be mended later. Just ensure the main castle remains intact. The rest is worthless."
"Should we start now?" Ser Arthur asked.
Joffrey stopped looking as it was turning dark. He looked down at his feet and pondered over it. He saw no Tyrell armies outside the castle, which meant they were camping inside. It was also a widely known fact that inside Highgarden there were grapes, melons, peaches, and fireplums aplenty. There ought to be a great deal of horses too to be slaughtered and cooked. Not to mention, the two brothers must have already stocked enough to last them months, if not a year.
"I will discuss it with my Grandfather first," Joffrey decided. "Rain the arrows with the message for now."
The message was simple. Hand over Willas and Garlan, the rest will be spared.
"Understood, Your Grace."
Done for the night, Joffrey retreated to his main tent already erected and filled with all the luxuries a King might require. A fine bed of fur, a desk with some chairs, a storage cupboard, a warhammer holder, and a multitude of candles.
"Help me take the armor off," Joffrey ordered just as he entered the tent.
Right away, Val followed him into the tent. She reached from behind him and started taking off his cape and then the armor pieces, one by one.
"So, got a plan? my King of kneelers…" Asked Val.
"Plan for what?"
"To tame the wild she-wolf?"
Joffrey chuckled at that and turned around, reaching for Val's waist. It was covered in armor, however. Her honey-colored, long hair was tied in a tight braid, her face fierce and beautiful. "Why? Are you going to help?"
"I just might."
"How?"
Val smirked and continued to take off his chest plate. "Oh, hasty now, are you? Well, leave that element of surprise to me."
No wonder she's among my favorites.
"How about you stay here tonight?" He asked.
"On the first night of the siege? No, I can't. The Tyrells—who knows what they're plotting? North of the Wall, it's not about day or night. We fight when we must. The Tyrells are cornered, and a beast with its back to the wall is the most dangerous of all," Val replied confidently, taking her Kingsguard duties seriously. "You'll have to make do with the she-wolf, my shrewd King."
"Oh, I'm shrewd now?"
Clang!
Joffrey's chest plate fell to the floor. With that, Val chuckled and stepped away, leaving.
"Shrewdest of them all, Your Grace."
Joffrey chuckled and walked to the side to sit down on the chair. He began to take off his shoes and prepare for a bath. He was the King of the Seven Kingdoms, after all. It was no hard thing for him to bring a large tub along. Tyrion's suggested new logistics division in the Golden Army had worked wonders already.
Who'd have thought you could have an entire section of the army just to manage provisions?
"Where is my tent?"
Joffrey looked sharply to the entrance of his royal tent. He smirked at the visitor, Arya Stark. As expected, she was frowning, arms folded in front of her modest bust.
"There is no such tent."
"Where will I rest?" Arya questioned.
Joffrey gestured to the only bed in his tent. It was sizable enough to hold more than two people. "There."
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