"Please, please sentence her to death, but let her die without insult…" Ser Brynden said painfully. The shy girl from Riverrun that Ser Brynden once knew had grown into a woman who was at times arrogant, at times fearful, or cruel, even unrealistically fanciful, careless, timid, and eager for glory. The worst part was her capriciousness.
"Ser Brynden, she murdered the Duke, she is the killer," said the clumsy and stout Baron Nestor.
"Indeed." Captain Vardis also nodded. "Unforgivable, and that Littlefinger who deserves to be stabbed to death."
"And the Lannister part, that bearded Old Maester Pycelle. It was he who brought the lion to King's Landing back then, persuaded the Mad King to open the gates, and then let the lion savagely slaughter King's Landing," Lyn Corbray reminded.
Once this scandal is exposed, besides Littlefinger, Lannister will also be passively implicated.
"Exactly, then we must not spare the Lannister criminals and that wicked Old Man," Ser Vardis said through gritted teeth.
Some Lords of the Vale were conservative and poor, but they were also a group of people who valued honor the most, and House Arryn was an ancient royal family. If not for this, with Lysa's managerial attitude, there would have been an uproar in other territories long ago.
Without Arryn, who would give a second glance to this deranged, foolish woman?
"My Lords." Gendry sheathed his longsword. His voice, like steel, was loud and clear. All the guests in the garden stood in silent attention, listening quietly.
"Lysa refused to offer us bread and salt and even tried to kill us. She laid her sword across my path (a Lord placing an unsheathed sword across his knees means he denies guest rights), and she threw me a guest gift in advance. But before I pronounce the death sentence, I will bestow a gift upon Lysa: the Kingslayer has had his hand cut off, and the position of warden of the east rightfully belongs to Lord Robert."
The Lords of the Vale all expressed satisfaction. Although everyone knew that the warden of the east was a nominal position—in the current situation, could the Child lead an army himself? Or would the Lords act independently? But at least it was a hereditary position and honor.
"Under the witness of the old gods and new gods and all people, I, Gendry, the legitimate heir of The late King Robert, the protector and fiancé of Daenerys, and the sole Magistrate of the Two Cities and the Stepstones, sentence Lysa of The Eyrie, Petyr of King's Landing, Pycelle, and all criminals involved in the Petyr Conspiracy to death for murder, treason, harming children, and inciting civil unrest, and strip them of all honors, titles, and possessions."
"The execution will take place at the Moon Gate," Captain Vardis said.
"The Lords should be aware of the sins of these two people," Baron Nestor said. "The Lords of the Vale can pledge allegiance, and there's also the matter of Littlefinger." Although Nestor was stout, his mind was clear, as he was a key minister in the Vale, and Lord Arryn had always trusted him greatly.
"Take her away. Let this woman's sins awaken the world," Gendry commanded.
"As you command." Ser Vardis was obedient to his orders. These men seemed born to be his retainers. The mountain peaks for the high ones, and the powerful are the highest peaks.
"Then she can live a few more days," Lyn pouted.
"Find her a small room and guard her strictly," Captain Vardis said disdainfully.
The blue robes directly escorted Lysa away. The Madwoman cried and wailed, and the onlookers watched the plump Madwoman with widespread resentment.
After Lysa was sent away, everyone, like stars surrounding the moon, waited for Gendry's next instructions.
"Your Highness, My Lords, there is still the most insidious villain, Littlefinger, who hides in the shadows and is currently in King's Landing," Ser Vardis suggested. "I advised Lord Arryn long ago to send him away, at least far away."
"He is only hiding in King's Landing, but his roots are in Gulltown," Ser Lyn snorted. "Everyone knows that."
"The petty court in King's Landing is corrupt and cannot protect him. In the Vale, we must first eliminate his dependents," Bronze Yohn commented, full of murderous intent.
"And his property," Count Old Hunt assessed. "He has stored a lot of money in Gulltown. The national treasury is constantly running empty; it's impossible to say how much Lord Littlefinger has embezzled."
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