After a pause, Edmure leaned his upper body towards Ser Brynden, still a little uneasy, and whispered: "Uncle, I prefer a petite wife."
Ser Brynden glanced at the average-sized Edmure and nodded kindly.
...
While they were discussing future battles, the Lord Steward's voice came through: "King, Maester Wyman (Riverrun's Old Scholar) requests an audience."
"Please let him in."
The elderly Maester Wyman, slightly hunched, slowly walked to King Robb, and after a trembling bow, handed over the letter in his hand.
"King, many things have happened in the Vale. This is information a Riverlands merchant gathered in King's Landing."
After reading it, King Robb frowned and pondered for a while, then handed the letter to Ser Brynden, who was standing nearby.
A moment later, Ser Brynden, whose expression had turned sorrowful, passed the letter in his hand to Edmure, who was waiting nearby.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy, and Edmure suddenly exclaimed in shock: "Petyr actually killed Lysa?!"
He showed an incredulous expression: "Why? He was father's foster son, we grew up together!"
Poor Lysa... Ser Brynden closed his eyes in pain. He took a long moment to compose himself before speaking: "Edmure, we'll talk about Lysa later. What's most important now is..."
He opened his eyes and looked at the solemn-faced King Robb: "The Vale has fallen into Lannister's hands. We need to respond cautiously."
King Robb murmured: "Conquered the Vale with less than ten thousand men, Greene Kleber..."
King Robb stood up and went to the long table, spread out the map, gazed at it for a moment, and said: "Uncle, besides the north, the east, south, and west of the Riverlands are all enemies. If we add Greyjoy harassing the North, we can also say... we are already surrounded by Lannister."
Without a hint of fear... Robb even showed a hint of excitement when he spoke. Stark never feared war.
Ser Brynden also stood up and came to the map. He looked down for a moment, then looked up and asked: "Child, have you thought of a way?"
"If we passively face Lannister, they will exhaust us sooner or later."
Robb pointed to the location of King's Landing on the map and said: "If we break through here, we can turn the tide of the war at once."
"King's Landing..."
After murmuring, Ser Brynden shook his head slightly and said: "That's very difficult. Not only are there tall walls, but there are at least forty thousand soldiers."
King Robb gazed at the map and said: "I will find a way to lure Tywin out."
Ser Brynden raised an eyebrow and said: "Similar to... that plan that Edmure ruined?"
King Robb nodded slightly and said: "Father taught me that proud enemies often don't see danger. Having defeated Stannis, we are now Lannister's..."
Edmure's angry voice interrupted Robb's words: "Uncle, aren't you worried about Lysa's child? Little Robert has become a captive, and the cruel Lannister won't spare him just because he's a child. Don't forget the fate of Rhaegar's children, he's in great danger."
King Robb looked up from the map and said: "Uncle, we also have Lannister captives. Tywin won't dare to harm little Robert."
Ser Brynden nodded slightly and said: "The little boy sitting on the Iron Throne is a Baratheon. What they want is a Lord Arryn who submits to the Iron Throne, not a dead... and still a child... Lord Arryn."
After hearing this, Edmure was still a little uneasy: "Uncle, Robb... King, that's Lysa's only child."
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