The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

At dusk, the sky gradually transitions from azure to a soft golden yellow.

Green's tone was gentle: "Tyrion, people are too calm and can easily appear ruthless."

The smile on Tyrion's face gradually faded: "Green, you really saw my intention!"

After saying that, he shrugged his little shoulders and continued: "When I talk to you, it feels too simple."

"I take it as a compliment."

Green raised his glass and gestured to Tyrion, took a sip of summer red, and said: "No matter what the method is, you must always vent for Queen Cersei."

Tyrion raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face: "Is it that simple?"

Green spread his hands: "The main reason is that she likes it. Don't forget what my position is! Besides... you can ask Sir James, you should know his character very well."

Tyrion said helplessly: "Well, I always think too much in my little head. No wonder my old sister doesn't like to kiss my little face."

As he said that, Tyrion grinned: "I have to learn from you the art of serving Cersei when I have time."

Green smiled and said: "I have a good suggestion for you. It is said that Queen Cersei likes to watch sideshows recently."

Tyrion laughed: "Forget it, her hobbies are always fickle, unlike me..."

As he spoke, Tyrion suddenly lowered his voice: "How was the harvest of this trip to Pentos? I'm asking about the Targaryen dragons."

Green's eyebrows raised: "What else can we do? The Red Fort has never given up the pursuit, and can only wander around."

Tyrion scratched his hair: "What a pity, unless the gods... bless him, I don't think I will be able to see a dragon with my own eyes in this life! If Targaryen had a dragon, he would not run across the narrow sea. !The last two dragons hatched on Dragonstone at that time...two grotesque dragons, not much bigger than a hound's skull, were the last two dragons recorded by the Targaryen family, and perhaps the last in the world. Two, I should have given up long ago!”

Tyrion has had a morbid fascination with dragons since he was a child. When he attended his sister's wedding to Robert Baratheon, he made up his mind to see the dragon heads hanging on the walls of the Targaryen throne room. .

At that time, King Robert had already replaced the faucets in the throne room with flags and tapestries, but Tyrion still refused to give up, and finally found their storage place in the dank cellar.

Tyrion thought that the dragon heads must be breathtaking, even daunting, but he never imagined that they could be such beautiful things... black as agate, smooth and bright, and seemed to sparkle under the light of the torch, so beautiful. People were stunned.

Tyrion spread his hands and gestured: "When my sister got married, I saw a dragon bone in the cellar of the Red Keep. Its bloody mouth was terrifying. I think they could swallow a whole bison in one bite, or maybe It is the legendary mammoth that roams the icy wasteland.

Looking through the books of historians, the Lannister ancestor King Loren of Casterly Rock faced the three dragons of Aegon the Conqueror. King Loren quickly chose to surrender to the Targaryen family! After seeing the huge keel, I can only feel grateful for it! "

Green nodded: "The bards called the great battle about three hundred years ago, the Wrath of the Prairie. The coalition of the King of Casterly Rock and the King of the Reach fought against Aegon the Conqueror. In one day, nearly four thousand soldiers were burned to death by the dragon. Ashes, including Meng En, King of the Reach.”

Tyrion took a sip of summer red and said: "All the sons of Menn Gardener IX were also burned alive by dragon flames. The ruling family of the Reach Kingdom...the Gardener family was almost destroyed.

Harlan Tyrell, Steward of the Reach King, offered Highgarden to Aegon the Conqueror, so Aegon the Conqueror granted Highgarden and the Reach to House Tyrell and made him High Lord of the Reach. "

Green placed the wine glass on the table: "Eternal golden roses."

Tyrion grinned: "Haha, the steward gave away his master's land and became the master of the original owner's land. Golden Rose had to work hard!

This is the craft that Golden Rose is best at. I am more curious about what they will give this time and what they want to get? "

Green's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Tyrion: "You seem to have found the answer?"

Tyrion asked rhetorically: "Won't Crab Claw Peninsula bet on the candidate for the new Prime Minister?"

Green showed unabashed disdain: "Your Excellency, I am Queen Cersei's chief affairs officer. The tradition of the Crab Claw Peninsula is to be directly loyal to the queen."

Tyrion smiled and said: "Now, do you understand my answer?"

Green frowned slightly, was silent for a while, and then said: "His Majesty Robert is still very young, and there are too many changes during this period. Golden Rose will not ignore this issue."

King Robert is only 36 years old this year (born in 262 AC). According to normal circumstances, the rule of Robert Baratheon I will last for a long time.

When Tyrion and Green discuss issues, he does so from the perspective of Casterly Rock.

Jaime, who was supposed to be the heir to Casterly Rock, became the Kingsguard. According to the territorial inheritance laws of Westeros, Tyrion Lannister is now the legal heir to Casterly Rock, but he has not yet been personally recognized by his father.

Tyrion's small body leaned on the back of the chair: "As a friendly neighbor, I have to pay more attention to it. I heard that the Queen of Thorns in Highgarden is a very difficult old lady. There are also those half-hearted ministers. Everyone’s good friend Petyr, the venerable Grand Maester, and Varys who is missing his penis, King’s Landing is really lively!”

Green said with a smile: "We speculate that Duke Eddard is likely to be the next prime minister. He and King Robert have a deep relationship and they trust each other."

Tyrion nodded first, then grinned and said, "Our King can have fun again with peace of mind. I really envy him!"

Tyrion added: "What about you? Although you are Cersei's affairs officer, this does not prevent you from trying to please the future prime minister in advance."

Green said with some disgust: "My Lord Tyrion, are you serious? Are you sure that Stark in the North will do this?"

Tyrion laughed: "The Red Keep is no longer full of sweet words, but the kingdom's government affairs are filled with strictness! You can imagine the scene at that time, I think it must be very interesting!"

Green said with a smile: "If there are no other variables, they will not be used to each other's way of doing things, and it will take a long time to build trust between them."

Tyrion asked thoughtfully: "Variable?"

Green replied: "Don't forget that the Golden Rose is also in King's Landing. They have come a long way, but have to come back empty-handed. This will make them very uncomfortable and embarrassing."

Tyrion thought seriously for a while, then said: "At first, Cersei recommended the Duke of Highgarden as a prime minister candidate at the Royal Council. What is my sister's attitude now?"

Green shrugged and said, "You don't want to know!"

"Aha……"

Tyrion's tone was sarcastic: "Well, this is my dear old sister. Fortunately, we have an amiable father together."

Green nodded secretly, Lord Tywin was indeed "approachable".

Tyrion scratched his golden and white hair with some pain: "The truth is often cruel. Only then did I realize how ridiculous it is to stay here and only complain to you."

What kind of person is Earl Green? He is a man who combines humility, honesty, compassion, wisdom, bravery, honor, etc., cough!

He reached out and patted Tyrion: "Don't worry about Queen Cersei, let alone the Golden Rose. No matter what the situation is, it will not affect the safety of Her Highness the Queen. My sword can guarantee it."

Tyrion's movements froze and he said awkwardly: "Green, why have you suddenly changed?"

Green's eyebrows were smiling: "Tyrion, your little actions have betrayed you. At least now I believe that the Lannisters are a family that loves each other."

Tyrion grinned: "Yes, my father is kind, my sister is gentle, my brother is strict, and my brother is well-behaved, haha!"

After laughing for a while, Tyrion said: "You are surprisingly reliable. I can return to the arms of beauties with peace of mind. They only love my...golden dragon, hehe!"

Green smiled: "Sir, please enjoy your wonderful time."

Stomping, footsteps sounded, Green turned his face and discovered Sulana's figure.

Tyrion still paid more attention to his own image and immediately stopped the obscenity on his face.

"My master, this is the dinner invitation just sent."

Green took the exquisite invitation with the golden rose badge and opened it directly to read it.

Green raised his eyebrows: "Tonight?"

After a moment of silence, Green said: "Sulana, you answer for me, I will go to the appointment on time."

After Sulana left, Tyrion teased: "Golden Rose, is this a special thank you for knocking out their Knight of Flowers?"

Green tapped his fingers on the table a few times and said, "Hand of the King?"

"There is no doubt that they are targeting Cersei's favorite."

After saying that, Tyrion climbed out of the chair awkwardly.

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After seeing Tyrion off, Green made some brief preparations, then headed to Tyrell's banquet location surrounded by his guards.

As night falls, the stars in the sky gradually appear, and the moon begins to reveal its silhouette.

The breeze blew across his cheeks, making Green feel a bit of coolness.

Green arrived at King's Landing early this morning, followed by Magat's Tower and the Cathedral of Baelor. It was a very long day for him.

The invitation was written in Margaery Tyrell's handwriting, and Green guessed it was Olenna Redwin's instruction, because this hasty invitation was very characteristic of the Queen of Thorns.

The North has always been far away from King's Landing. Most people would be surprised that Lord Eddard's name suddenly appeared on the list of candidates for Prime Minister.

Everyone is well aware of the friendship between Running Wolf and Stag, so naturally there will be some urgency.

Lord Grimm is considerate.

About half an hour later, the Greens arrived at the gate of Tyrell's mansion.

The main entrance of Tyrell's mansion was tall and majestic. The heavy oak door was pushed open, and Green entered under the guidance of the waiter.

Arriving at the hall, Green met Margery who came to greet her.

Margery was wearing a simple green dress, and her long brown curly hair lay lazily on her shoulders.

Margaery smiled like a flower: "Good night, Earl Green, I am very happy that you can come and welcome you."

As she spoke, Margaery gently stretched the back of her hand toward Green.

"Good night, Miss Margery, it is an honor to be invited."

Her fingers were slender and slender. Green gently lifted the fingertips and gave a symbolic tap on the back of her hand.

"My grandmother is upstairs."

Margaery turned her body slightly and stretched out a hand towards the stairs. Her movements were light and elegant.

Green paused slightly and said, "Your grandmother...the Queen of Thorns?"

Margery glanced sideways at Green: "Don't mention this title in front of her, Earl Green."

Margaery didn't mean to blame her, but her behavior showed that the relationship between the two was very close.

Green recalled the past. When they were in Highgarden, he and Margaery were more polite and had never been as close as they are today.

Green's eyes trembled slightly... One played the red face, and the other played the bad face. Is the role distribution today?

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Green smiled gently: "Miss Margaery, thank you for your kind reminder, you are so considerate!"

Margaery looked at Green with her elk-like eyes and smiled softly: "Let's go quickly. My grandmother is waiting for you. She is not very patient."

Next to the wooden door upstairs, stood two guards wearing gilded half-helmets, green robes trimmed with gold thread, and the golden rose of Highgarden embroidered on the chest. Both of them are seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waists, and are full of muscles.

The two men had the same strong jaws, the same deep blue eyes, the same thick red beards.

Green just glanced at the indistinguishable twins and stood still in front of the door.

Margaery next to her took the initiative to introduce: "The two are grandma's personal guards. One is named Eric and the other is Arik. Since it is difficult to tell them apart, grandma simply calls them left hand and right hand."

Green nodded and said: "A very wise title."

Eric and Arik slowly opened the wooden door without looking sideways.

In the fireplace, the fire crackled and burned, and an old woman with white hair sat at the head of the long table.

Margaery led Green in front of the old woman, her hands folded on her belly: "Earl Green, it is my honor to introduce to you my grandmother, Lady Olenna, the former Duke of Highgarden, Lord Rose Tyrell. The widow of Lord Mace Tyrell, now Duke of Highgarden."

Green caressed his chest and said, "Good night, Mrs. Olenna, it is a great honor for me to meet you."

Green smelled a strong scent of rose water.

Mrs. Olenna's turbid eyes stared at Green's face for a while, and then she said kindly: "Sit down, child! I am very happy that you are willing to come and have dinner with me, an old woman."

Green first thanked Mrs. Olenna, then nodded slightly to Margaery, and then sat down.

Several waiters quickly filled the long table with various delicacies and then left the room, leaving only Green, Olenna, and Margaery.

Lady Oriana's tone of voice was ups and downs: "My child, there are not so many rigid rules here, old lady, let's get going! I heard that you just arrived in King's Landing today and you were busy beating my little grandson. You must be very hungry now!"