The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Jennie opened her eyes and saw Ado Scharlat squatting beside her, maintaining a polite distance.

She found herself on a black cloak.

Around her were huge, tall watchtowers.

The young knight who carried her up was gone, leaving only her and Ado Scharlat.

The torches on the watchtower illuminated the night sky, but it wasn't so bright at the base of the tower.

"What's wrong?" Jennie asked, sitting up with a calm tone. But she crossed her arms over her shoulders, instinctively adopting a protective posture.

She was wary of Ado's advances.

This delighted the madman Polliver, who was hiding on the other side of the tower, eavesdropping. He had always firmly believed in Jennie's purity and loyalty, just as he was unwavering in his loyalty to Lord Gregor. Jennie was different from other noble ladies, a conviction he held from the moment he first saw her.

"I rushed while climbing the mountain and fell on the rocks, knocking out a mouthful of teeth," Ado said, his face twisted. Having his teeth knocked out really hurt. But the numbness had passed, and now he was in pain both physically and mentally.

"Let's go down the mountain to the maester's tower. I'll take a look at your injuries," Jennie said, maintaining her ladylike politeness and elegance. She stood up, walked towards Ado, and extended her hand. "Ser Ado, get up, let me see your injuries first."

Ado, however, avoided her as if she were a venomous snake, a hint of suppressed fear flashing in his eyes. He stood up and backed away, maintaining his distance: "No, no need, I'm fine." He had to use all his strength to speak.

He didn't dare let Jennie touch him. The madman had told him that if he touched any part of Jennie, he would cut off a piece of flesh from the same spot on Ado's body and grill it to eat. Although he might not suffer such harm in Casterly Rock, tomorrow everyone would leave the city to go home, and Gregor's sixty-three cavalrymen were capable of keeping their thirty knights and squires on the Golden Road for another chat.

However, the problem now was not that he touched Jennie, but that Jennie wanted to help him check his injuries.

Jennie had studied medicine.

And her heart was kind.

She wasn't the kind of person to stand by and watch someone die.

Besides, Jennie did have a good impression of Ado Scharlat in her heart, and her heart had fluttered for him.

But now her identity was different. She was someone else's legal fiancée.

"What's wrong?" Jennie frowned slightly, feeling strange. "Are you afraid of me?"

"No, I'm not," Ado quickly denied. "I fell quite badly just now, and I'm still a little dizzy."

"Then quickly come and sit down," Jennie said hurriedly. "Quickly sit down on the cloak, I'll check your injuries first. Besides your broken teeth, are there any other injuries?"

Since the other party had no intention of forcing her, and was just unable to let go of the thought of seeing her, Jennie relaxed at once. She could see that Ado was really afraid of touching her, always maintaining a polite distance, which filled her pure heart with respect for Ado. At the same time, she also thought that Gregor's notorious reputation might also make Ado fearful.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Jennie, I asked you to come here tonight to apologize to you."

His words were distorted because of the missing front teeth, but Jennie could still understand.

"Apologize? Forget it, your friend forcibly carried me up here, and you didn't do anything impolite to me. There's no need to apologize, let me quickly check your injuries."

Ado looked dejected, his chest covered in blood, his lips badly broken. He had paid a heavy price for talking to Jennie alone, which filled Jennie with guilt and a surge of medical benevolence.

Jennie stepped forward again, gently supporting Ado's shoulder. Ado couldn't back away any further, there were several people on the other side of the stone tower.

When Jennie's hand rested on Ado's shoulder, she felt Ado's body tremble instinctively, as if her hands were a branding iron.

"Come on, it's too dark under the tower, I can't see clearly. Come to the cloak," Jennie took the initiative to guide Ado's hand.

Ado didn't dare let Jennie touch his hand, she had already touched his shoulder just now.

He turned slightly: "Jennie, step back a little and listen to me."

Jennie was a noble lady who valued etiquette, so she took a step back to give Ado respect.

She really didn't want to see the obvious panicked expression on Ado's face in front of her. She didn't expect Ado to be such an honest and upright 'shy' knight in private.

"Jennie, when I was drinking and talking with some friends this afternoon, I said disrespectful words about you in public. I regret it very much now, and saying those unspeakable words also shames my family. I sincerely ask for your forgiveness here," Ado looked at Jennie with sincere and bright eyes.

He almost wanted to kneel on one knee.

He was guilty of his words, and if he didn't get Jennie's verbal forgiveness, the madman had conveyed the Mountain's words, perhaps in Casterly Rock, or perhaps he would be intercepted on the road home after leaving the city, and then his tongue would be cut off.

Ado knew that the Mountain's words were not a threat, if the Mountain said it, he would definitely do it!

"Ser Ado, even if you really drank too much, you can't just say things that damage my reputation in public. You are a dignified knight," Jennie said sternly.

Ado was so frightened that his heart and liver were splitting. Behind the tower was a madman and a god of slaughter listening.

He had apologized, but he had not received Jennie's forgiveness.

Behind the tower, the madman Polliver waved his fist forcefully. He had guessed right again, Denson had guessed wrong again.

Denson thought that Jennie would forgive Ado as soon as she opened her mouth, after all, she was a noble lady; but Polliver believed that since Jennie was a person who had maintained her fiancée's loyalty to Lord Gregor, it meant that she was a person of principle. A person of principle would not easily forgive others for damaging her reputation.

A look of surprise flashed in Denson's eyes. Polliver was just a stubborn, neurotic person, and a bit stupid. Why was he so accurate in judging Jennie's character? Polliver was single-minded, once he was sure of a person, he would believe in them without a doubt.

Pfft!

Ado knelt on one knee: "Jennie, I beg you in the name of the Seven Gods and the Scharlat family to forgive my recklessness and verbal crudeness this afternoon. What do you want me to do to forgive me, you say, I'll do it."

Ado was trembling with fear, almost kowtowing.

If he didn't get Jennie's forgiveness after more than three requests, his tongue would still be cut off by Gregor.

Leaving the city to go home, walking the Golden Road, he would have to pass through the Mountain's territory.

Verbal crime! Verbal crime! Verbal crime!

Ado's regret was like a torrential river.

Jennie was surprised, she vaguely felt that something was wrong: "Ser Ado, did Lord Gregor threaten you?"

"No, absolutely not," Ado quickly denied. "Miss Jennie, this matter really has nothing to do with Lord Gregor, I beg you…"

"Okay, I forgive you," Jennie said softly. A feeling of contempt for Ado gently rose in her heart, from the depths of her heart. Ado was just a pitiful spineless worm in front of her. "Ser Ado, Ser Gregor is not as fierce as you think, nor as crude as people say. Fierce and crude people don't like kittens. Although he has a bad temper, he still has a delicate and kind side. Ser Ado, you don't have to be afraid of him."

Behind the stone tower, Polliver's eyes were like cat's eyes shining in the dark night: "Denson, Miss Jennie is the second person I want to swear allegiance to. We… let's come back to jump off the cliff next time."

"Why? Let's jump down after we're done."

"No, I want to swear allegiance to Miss Jennie, she needs protection."

"Miss Jennie has her family guards to protect her."

"Her guards are all idiots, no one can protect her."

"Tsk tsk, Polliver, don't be impulsive, can Lord Gregor protect Jennie?"

"Yes!"

"Then does she still need your protection? Tsk tsk!" Obvious playful pleasure

"…"

"We still have a few guys to deal with."

"Oh! I won't forget that." In the shadows under the watchtower, Polliver's shining eyes were like those of a wild beast, he looked at the unlucky guys beside him, the dagger in his hand spinning around, the young knights shivering, completely devoid of their usual demeanor.