Chapter 723

In the afternoon, Liu Bei went to visit the Queen of Thorns at the Tyrell residence.

"Cass, your excellence has exceeded my expectations."

The Queen of Thorns pulled Liu Bei to sit down.

"I intend to marry the best rose of the Tyrell family to you."

Liu Bei laughed.

"My lady, I fear the King might not agree."

The Queen of Thorns chuckled.

"It seems you two haven't considered Joffrey's feelings either."

She hinted that she already knew something.

The Queen of Thorns clapped her hands, and a subordinate walked in holding a longsword.

Liu Bei took the sword and drew it; it gleamed with a cold light and was exceptionally sharp.

"Oh? It's actually a Valyrian steel sword!"

The Queen of Thorns smiled.

"This sword is called Lamentation; it was once held by House Royce of Runestone in the Vale. It cost me three hundred thousand gold dragons, and its value is even higher now. I give it to you, hoping you will let it shine brilliantly."

Liu Bei liked the sword very much. Valyrian steel swords were extremely precious; each one could become a family heirloom. Even Joffrey only had one, Widow's Wail, which was one of two forged after Tywin melted down Ned's sword.

Moreover, swords of this material possessed fire magic properties and could kill White Walkers, making them invaluable.

Liu Bei laughed.

"My lady, thank you for the gift of the sword."

The Queen of Thorns waved her hand.

"The most precious golden rose of our family has already been plucked by you; what is this sword in comparison?"

"Alright, go see her; I expect she blames me for talking too much."

Liu Bei tucked the sword into his belt and went to Margaery's villa.

A gust of fragrance wafted over.

"Little thief, how dare you sneak into this lady's boudoir!"

Liu Bei casually pulled Margaery into his arms.

"How dare you attack this Count; does my Countess agree to this?"

Margaery swatted Liu Bei.

"In three days, I will be Joffrey's bride!"

Liu Bei's eyes lit up.

"Then we must make the most of our time!"

He swept Margaery up into his arms; naturally, the two of them nearly talked all night—they had too much to say to each other!

Liu Bei looked at the sleeping Margaery and thought to himself,

"Only three days left, and poor Joffrey is about to be poisoned. I only have three days to win over Sansa; it's a tight schedule!"

"Arya already calls me brother-in-law; I can't let her down."

If Margaery knew that Liu Bei was eating what was in the bowl while eyeing what was in the pot, she would probably wake up in a rage!

At noon that day, Sansa sat alone in the Godswood by the sea.

Liu Bei flashed out from the woods, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Beautiful Lady Sansa, we are truly fated."

Sansa was delighted. "Count Cass."

Liu Bei walked over and handed her the flowers.

"I still prefer you to call me Liu; it's much more intimate."

The two began to chat.

"Liu, can you tell me how you killed old Walder Frey and Bolton..."

Liu Bei explained the matter in detail.

"Sansa, do you think I am somewhat cruel?"

Sansa suddenly threw herself into Liu Bei's arms.

"No, I think you are a warrior; these villains deserve it!"

Liu Bei patted her back and said gently,

"My poor girl, if you want to cry, just let it out."

Sansa buried her head and wept, her tears falling like rain on pear blossoms.

Liu Bei patted her shoulder.

"Sansa, I swear I will avenge you; I will not let House Lannister off!"

Sansa's affection for Liu Bei grew beyond measure.