Two months passed like quicksand.
Bloodstone Island.
Sir Jorah Mormont dragged his tired body out of the training ground, sweat and dust soaking his coarse cloth shirt.
Since Broken Spear Island was captured by Liu Qian, many black market merchants will also come to Bloodstone Island to trade.
Now, Jorah only needs to dock with Varys' little bird on Bloodstone Island, which makes him a lot more efficient at delivering messages.
However, he also received rumors.
The military assembly of the Seven Kingdoms is almost ready, and the warships of the royal fleet have been repaired.
The war is getting closer and closer.
Varys' little bird brought news and asked him to provide Liu Qian's tactical arrangements as soon as possible.
This made him extremely anxious.
How should he get Liu Qian's tactical arrangements?
Jora never participated in Liu Qian's military meetings.
He was not trusted by Liu Qian, which was almost the default fact of the entire high-level general.
Jorah could only train the undisciplined and undisciplined pirates day after day.
Of course, Jorah didn't think that teaching pirates would cause any trouble for the Seven Kingdoms army.
Even if he was not lazy, he led the pirates to practice basic military tactics and teach them regular battlefield commands.
But he still felt that this group of stragglers was by no means the opponent of the elite soldiers of the Seven Kingdoms.
The group of dragon spirit guards like steel was the real hidden danger.
How to find out the core secrets?
Break into the military tent? That's looking for death.
Buying core generals? He was penniless, and no one dared to betray the Oriental wizard.
Jorah's brows furrowed, and her thick fingers unconsciously tapped the hilt of the sword at her waist.
"Jorah?"
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded that Jorah missed very much.
Jorah turned around.
At the door, the golden glow of the setting sun outlines a slender and graceful figure.
A pale pink silk dress wraps around a seductive body.
The sea breeze brushed her long hair as bright as the sun, and a few strands were mischievously attached to the side of her smooth neck.
It's his Linnis!
Since Jorah followed Liu Qian on the expedition, a few months have passed, and this is the first time Jorah has seen her beloved wife.
Infinite thoughts and love welled up in her heart, urging Jorah to rush over.
He wanted to give the woman he loved a bear hug.
But Linnes lightly turned sideways and dodged him.
"Jorah, on you... It's all dust from the training ground and... The breath of sweat. "
The young lady of the Hightower family, even in exile, still has a reserved and sensitive to smell in her bones.
Looking at Linnis covering her mouth and nose, Jorah's arms froze in mid-air, and her face was a little embarrassed:
"Linnis, I... Just came back from the training ground... You don't know how much I miss you, day and night, you are tortured... That oriental... He didn't... I didn't embarrass you, did I?" "
His voice was hoarse, full of longing and eagerness.
Linis sighed lightly, she raised her eyes, those blue eyes that were once full of girlish arrogance and willfulness, now precipitated a kind of maturity that Jorah had never seen before.
"He didn't treat me harshly, but the conditions of the pirate lair in the Torture Abyss were limited, there were no soft beds, no fragrant gardens, no exquisite silverware, and no servants, only rough stone walls, salty sea breeze, monotonous food and ubiquitous guards... This time I heard that there was going to be a war, and the troops of Torture Abyss had gathered on Broken Spear Island, leaving only some soldiers to stay, and the Oriental man was afraid that I would run away, so he transferred me to Bloodstone Island. "
Jora was stunned, and Liu Qian actually transferred Torture Yuan's army to Broken Spear Island.
What are they going to do?
Attack Telossi?
Jorah squinted her eyes, secretly thinking about the chance to escape.
"Jorah, what's wrong with you?"
Linis's voice carries a hint of genuine concern.
Jora came back to her senses, her gaze gradually broke away, and she said in a heavy tone: "Linnis, I was thinking about when we would be able to completely break free from the clutches of this Oriental wizard, I endured this humiliation, trained this group of scum like a beast trainer, and worked for him day after day, just for one purpose, that is, to protect you!"
Make him feel that you are still valuable and that he will not hurt you a hair! I swear by the old and new gods. "
He clenched his fists, his joints rattling: "I will definitely take you out of this hell, back to Westeros, or... Go wherever you want. "
Linis stared at him silently, and something seemed to melt in those blue eyes.
Instead of dodging anymore, she took the initiative to take a step forward, reaching out the slender jade hands that had once only caressed silk and strings, and gently held Jorah's big hands covered with thick calluses, sweat stains, and tiny scars from training.
Her hands were soft and slightly cool, but with a strange power.
"With your heart, that's enough, Jorah."
Her voice was as soft as an evening breeze, but the words knocked clearly on Jora's heart: "In the endless dark nights of the Torture Abyss, I lay on the cold stone bed, thinking a lot, a lot, the past me... Like a spoiled child, selfish and willful, he only knows how to ask for your favor and pampering, which breaks your heart, and even makes you commit a crime in order to satisfy my vanity... Irreparable fault. "
A crystal tear slipped from the corner of her eye without warning and rolled down her smooth cheeks.
"If... If the gods really have mercy on us and give us the day when we are free, Jorah..."
Her voice had a hint of dreamy longing, and she held his hand tightly: "I don't want to go back to the old town, nor do I want to go back to Bear Island, I want to be with you, truly 'together'." We sailed east to explore Quells on the other side of the Jade Sea, in search of the legendary ruins of Yidi, and sipped on the ancient fountain of wisdom in the shadow city of Asia... Let's go see the world, only you and me. "
Her eyes are clear and determined, full of yearning for the future and dependence on the man in front of her.
Jorah was completely stunned, as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning.
Linnis in front of her is no longer the aristocratic lady who only cares about jewelry, balls and vanity.
Time and suffering washed away her glitz and precipitated a calm and tenacious brilliance, a tolerance unique to mature women.
This belated, deep love and understanding is like hot lava instantly melting Jorah's frozen heart lake.
He grabbed Linnis's slightly cool wrist and pulled her into the low, dark stone house, almost half-dragging.
The heavy wooden door slammed shut behind him, isolating everything outside.
The light inside the house is dim.
Jorah didn't light the lamp, he pulled Linnis into the shadows in the far corner, and lowered his voice: "Listen, Linnis, listen carefully, you come to Bloodstone Island, maybe... It is a turning point given to us by the gods. "
"In the past few months, I have not just been training pirates, I have been... I have been secretly contacting the high-ranking officials of the King's Landing Imperial Council, and I have warned them of the ambitions of the Easterners, his unification of the Stone Steps is only the first step, and his goal is the Iron Throne, the whole of Westeros. "
He took a deep breath, as if confirming a dream promise: "The imperial meeting promised that as long as I can get the detailed battle plan of that Oriental wizard... As long as I can prove my worth... The Iron Throne will forgive me for all my sins, and we... We will be free, true freedom, we can go home. "
Linnis's little hand was clenched tighter, and her knuckles were slightly white from the force, showing her inner excitement.
"Jorah..."
Her blue eyes lit up surprisingly in the shadows, without the slightest hesitation or fear: "As long as I can be with you, no matter where we go in the future, whether to go back to the old town to face my father's anger, whether to go to your cold bear island, or really sail east to find the Fountain of Wisdom... I'm willing to follow you. "
This unreserved, almost martyr-like confession completely defeated Jorah Mormont's last defense.
Linis is much younger than him, and it is the most delicate season of her life.
In the past, their marriage was more like a girl's fleeting infatuation with the legendary knight's aura.
At this moment, the true feelings that emerged from her eyes, tempered by suffering, were like the purest sunshine, illuminating all the dark corners of his exile.
This belated, heavy love made him, a "big bear" who was accustomed to giving and licking his wounds, almost unable to withstand this turbulent torrent of happiness.
However, the cruelty of fate is that it always shows its fangs at the sweetest moment.
"Jorah ..."
Linnis's voice was filled with an imperceptible tremor and helplessness, and she gently broke free from his clenched hand: "I... I have to go. "
"Let's go?"
The tenderness on Jorah's face instantly froze, replaced by stunning: "Linis, you just came..."
"That Oriental..."
Linnes interrupted him, a hint of humiliation and fear flashing in her eyes: "He won't allow me to see you... He placed me in a stone house on the other side of the harbor, and there were guards watching... This time, it's me... I begged the guards for a long time... Now, the time is running out. "
A cold anger suddenly burst out of Jorah's heart, his face distorted with extreme anger, the green veins on his forehead jumped violently, and his teeth were clattering and almost shattering.
"Damn oriental mongrel!"
He roared, his clenched fists trembling violently with great force, and his knuckles glowing with a terrifying white: "He took you hostage, a chain that bound me, if not... If you don't care about your safety..."
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes sprayed with murderous intent, and he almost rushed out of this humble room to find Liu Qian desperately.
"No! Jorah! No! Please, don't be impulsive, don't do stupid things, since you have contacted the Iron Throne and have hope, you must be patient and calm down. "
She looked up at him, her tearful eyes full of pleading: "Wait until the army of the Seven Kingdoms... The moment King Robert's warhammer sets foot on Bloodstone Island, it is the moment when we regain our freedom, promise me, endure, for me, endure! "
Jora's chest rose and fell violently, and her heavy gasps echoed in the small room.
He looked at Linnis's tear-stained but extremely determined face, and looked at the fear and plea in her eyes that were suppressed for each other's future.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, they were replaced by a heavy calmness.
"You're right... Linnis, you're right. "
"The more at the last moment... The more calm you are... The more you want... Forbear. "
After Linnis left.
Jorah stood stiff in place, her eyes following the light that disappeared on the street corner until she could no longer see it.
The sea breeze outside the door poured in with a biting chill.
Be sure to get the plan.
No matter what it takes! Be sure to rescue Lineth!