Edmure did not continue. It was the Tully's upbringing not to speak ill of others behind their backs, a lesson his father had taught him since childhood.
Seeing Tyrion, who usually enjoyed jesting, now looking sorrowful because of his sister's tragic plight, he comforted him, "Lord Tyrion, at least she is doing well now. No woman could be more noble than her."
Tyrion looked at the kind Edmure, shook his head slightly, and sighed, "Lord Edmure, what you see is her superficial glory. Her current situation is actually even more pitiful..."
As he spoke, Tyrion hesitated, and Edmure reached out and patted Tyrion's small shoulder: "It's alright, I'll be a good listener. We are friends, Tyrion."
Tyrion nodded gratefully, took a sip of wine, and said, "Robert I is dead, Joffrey has ascended the Iron Throne, and Lord Tywin believes my sister is no longer valuable..."
His eyes turned to the heir of Riverrun: "Edmure, you should know what this means."
Edmure's eyes widened slightly: "This... how is this possible?!"
Tyrion couldn't guess exactly what Edmure was thinking, but it achieved the result he wanted, so... it didn't matter.
He closed his eyes in pain: "The light of the Westerlands, the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms, is now being treated as a worthless object by her cruel father. Sister Cersei loved me the most since childhood, but I am a cowardly and useless Dwarf. There is no Ser Jaime, and no legendary knight... to rescue the little bird trapped in Maegors Holdfast."
His voice revealed a hint of hatred: "My father has no family affection; he treats his own children as commodities to gain power. His eyes only see power."
This indeed aligned with Edmure's consistent understanding of Lord Tywin.
Jaime... Edmure's blue eyes flickered slightly, and he tentatively asked, "Tyrion, do you think Jaime can save your sister?"
What did Edmure guess from Tyrion's words? He thought Lord Tywin would drive Cersei Lannister out of the Red Keep and make her a septa of the Seven Gods, which was the worst outcome he could imagine.
What was Edmure probing for at this moment? Because Tyrion had just mentioned Jaime Lannister, he somewhat suspected that Tyrion's words were a lie to save Ser Jaime.
Hearing Edmure's blatant probing, Tyrion couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The heir to Riverrun before him was so naive that he... found him rather adorable.
Well, it wasn't bad either. If there were no war, at least inheriting and preserving the family would not be a big problem. After all, not everyone could be the man currently robbing the Vale.
...
Pulling his thoughts back, Tyrion said with a bitter expression, "Jaime is a prisoner. In my father's eyes, he is a son who has defiled the Lannister honor."
He shook his head and continued, "I think Jaime also knows very well that Lord Tywin always values the Lannister honor above all else. He will not forgive anyone, not even his own children."
He scratched his hair: "I guess Jaime's best outcome is to forever be a Kingsguard who doesn't marry or have children, forever guarding his grandson, the King."
The trace of doubt in Edmure's mind vanished. Combined with the information he had, he could judge that Tyrion was not lying to him. He silently took a sip of wine. The heir of the Tully truly could not understand the family affection of the Lannister, or rather, Lord Tywin's fatherly love.
After a moment of silence, Tyrion seemed to finally make up his mind. He reached out and grabbed Edmure's wrist, sincerely saying, "Edmure, now... only you can save my sister. You are her true knight."
The wine cup in Edmure's hand almost dropped, and he said, "You mean?"
Tyrion nodded sincerely and said, "Let us end the war. Throughout the Seven Kingdoms... only you can do it, Lord Edmure."
Edmure didn't move. He widened his eyes and said, "Tyrion, I consider you my friend, yet you want me to betray my nephew?!"
Tyrion shook his head slightly. He stared at Edmure and said, "No betrayal, we are friends, I promise. End this conflict, Robb Stark will still be King of the North, and you..."
He tightened his grip on Edmure's wrist slightly: "Wear the crown of the King of the Trident, and marry the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms—Cersei Lannister. She will become your Queen, and bear you beautiful children."
His gaze was filled with sincerity: "Edmure, become my brother-in-law, let us become one family, and thoroughly end this chaos. The Tully, the Stark, and the Lannister will forever live in harmony."
His voice was pleading: "For my sister, Knight Edmure."
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