The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Crab Claw Peninsula.

About 2 miles southeast of Whispering City is Lyanna Manor, which Green gave to his cousin Lyanna Crabb.

Lyanna Manor is nestled in green fields, surrounded by rolling hills, forming a natural barrier. There is also a forest near the manor, which is a natural hunting ground.

Under the auspices of an architect from the Reach, the main building of the estate has been roughly outlined.

In the lush green woods, Yulia couldn't help but exclaimed: "Miss Lyanna, are you pregnant?"

Yulia was wearing a light blue strapless dress, and her dark brown hair fell naturally on her shoulders.

Her eyes were wide open, her body was a little stiff, and she stared blankly at Lyanna.

Lyanna nodded silently, her face hiding an imperceptible bitterness.

Dick was sent to Essos by Green, while Yulia stayed at Whispering Castle. Lyanna's manor was still under construction. The two people, who were close in age, often stayed together in the empty castle.

The sunshine was just right today, and the two of them were walking in the forest together. Yulia had just learned this somewhat shocking news.

Yulia immediately wanted to escape from this problem. Brother Dick was still "fighting" for her outside, so she really didn't dare to get into any trouble.

But the Lyanna Crabb in front of her, who seemed a bit innocent in her eyes, was actually the cousin of the owner of this land.

Yulia closed her eyes in distress, and after a while, she opened her eyes.

Yulia took a breath and said in a very gentle voice: "Miss Lyanna, how do you plan to deal with it?"

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "I can help you get moon tea."

When she heard the moon tea, Lyanna's face was filled with panic, and she subconsciously covered her abdomen with her palms.

Lyanna quickly shook her head: "No, you can't..."

Yulia stretched out her hands and grabbed one of Lyanna's hands, and first comforted: "Miss Lyanna, I just want to help you. No one here can force you to do something you don't want to do."

Seeing that Lyanna's mood became more stable, she added: "Except for Lord Green!"

Hearing Green's name, Lyanna looked at Yulia, with tears in her beautiful eyes: "Yulia, what should I do?"

Lyanna's fingers trembled slightly due to nervousness, and her pale face showed an uneasy and helpless look.

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King's Landing.

"Apples, good apples, even if the price is doubled, you will think they are cheap!"

"Come and buy blood melon, it's as sweet as honey!"

"Rutabaga, onions, potatoes, come on, kohlrabi, onions, potatoes, come on!"

Green rode through the smelly city, surrounded by guards. On the street, there was an actor on stilts, striding among the crowd like a giant monster insect, followed by a large group of barefoot children, screaming strangely. On the other side, two little boys in ragged clothes were gesticulating with wooden sticks. An old woman stuck her head out of the upper window and poured a bucket of foot-washing water on their heads to end the fight.

Turn into Steel Street and ride along the winding road up the long Visenya Hills, passing blacksmiths working in front of forges, freeriders haggling with armor, and gray-haired men selling various products on carriages. The iron dealers who sell old iron and old knives, and most of the blacksmiths in King's Landing gather here.

The Greens came directly to the top of the hill. In front of a huge house made of wood and plaster, they pulled the reins and stopped the horses.

The two doors of the house are made of ebony and weirwood, with a hunting scene engraved on them. A pair of stone knights guard both sides of the entrance, wearing red steel armor with imaginative shapes, giving them the appearance of a griffin and a lion. Unicorn form.

Green jumped off the horse, handed the reins to Martial Baker, and led Menton Weishui into the house.

The middle-aged man glanced at the badge on Green and hurriedly came over to greet him, with a smile on his face: "Your honorable lord, Tob Mott is at your disposal."

Tob Mott wore a black velvet coat, with a hammer pattern embroidered on the sleeves with silver thread, and a heavy silver chain around his neck, with a sapphire as big as a pigeon's egg.

Tob Mott is enthusiastic: "If you need new armor, you've come to the right place."

"Sir, the prices for the things I make are very high. I admit this myself, but I can assure you that there is no one in the Seven Kingdoms who can match my craftsmanship. If you don't believe it, you can blacksmith every shop in King's Landing. I walked through all the shops and compared them myself."

He added: "Actually, any country blacksmith can make a piece of armor. But what I make is a work of art. You must have seen the armor of the Knight of Flowers and Lord Renly. Their entire sets of armor were purchased from me. "

Green slightly nodded his chin, pointed at Mengton, and said, "How is his armor doing? Take me over to see."

Tob made a gesture of invitation: "His armor will be completed in more than a month. Now the major parts are almost completed. Of course, it still needs to be polished carefully."

Tob led Green through a long and narrow courtyard to the armor-making room.

The temperature inside the house was very high, there was a blazing forge in every corner, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke and sulfur.

Seeing that Tob had brought the stranger, the blacksmiths just glanced briefly, touched the sweat on their foreheads, and then continued to swing their hammers and pliers, while the shirtless apprentices worked hard to stir up the wind furnace.

Tob called over a tall boy with strong muscles on his arms and chest.

"This is Gendry. Even though he is young, he is very skilled at work and very diligent in his work." After saying that, he turned his head and said to the young man: "Boy, let the noble Lord see what you have done." Those armors.”

Gendry glanced at the gentle-faced Greene with his gloomy blue eyes, pushed back his sweat-soaked hair, and said to Tob: "Only the polished helmet."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to reply, he walked to the back, and after a while, he brought out a barrel-shaped silver helmet.

Green took it, weighed it first, and then looked at it.

Compared with ordinary helmets, its thickness is at least more than half. Although it is simple in shape, it feels sophisticated as soon as you use it.

Green handed the helmet to Menton, who was looking at it eagerly.

Green patted Gendry on the arm and praised: "Gendry, your skills are great."

Gendry's hair was thick, thick, tangled, and as black as ink.

His chin had just grown some black stubble, his face looked a little shy, and his lips trembled a few times.

Taob said: "Sir, please forgive me, this boy has a very stupid tongue, he only knows how to blacksmith!"

Green smiled and shook his head, patted Gendry again, and left the hot room.

Once outside, Green customized a set of armor from Tob.

Green's ancestral armor is too simple in shape, and he wants to prepare a gorgeous armor in advance for the upcoming tournament.

After writing down the request, Tob smiled and took the bag of golden dragons that was handed to him. He patted his chest with his big hand and promised that the armor he produced would definitely satisfy Green.

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That night, the old blacksmith called Gendry into the house.

The rosy-faced Tob had already drank a lot of wine. He picked up the wine glass and filled it up: "My child, a blacksmith cannot live without wine."

As he spoke, he pushed the wine glass on the table towards Gendry.

Gendry picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp, and Tob laughed heartily.

After he stopped laughing, his tone was serious: "Do you remember the young nobleman in blue robe who came during the day?"

Gendry wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and nodded.

Taob said solemnly: "Try to avoid him in the future."

Gendry looked at Tob with a serious look on his face with some confusion.

Although Gendry didn't show it on his face, he had a very good impression of Green. He could feel that Green was not pretentious like other noble lords.

Gendry is not good at words, but he is very sensitive in his heart. At least among the nobles he has come into contact with, only Green is different.

"My child, this is the intuition of an old blacksmith. That young nobleman feels very dangerous to me. Standing next to him is like standing next to an edged sword... If possible, don't meet him."

Gendry trusted the old blacksmith and nodded.

After a moment of silence, he said solemnly: "I'm just a lowly illegitimate child."

Tob was stunned for a moment. Instead of following Gendry's words of comfort, he laughed and said, "Kid, but you are a good blacksmith!"

Gendry's face was sharp and angular. He raised his eyes and looked at the master blacksmith, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

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At about the same time, Green asked the attendant to bring Menton into the study.

Just a movement of Menton's belly would cause waves of flesh. Green looked over and couldn't help but smile.

Menton noticed Green's gaze, looked down, and smiled.

"Mengton, let me arrange something for you."

Mengton nodded naively and looked at Green with dull eyes.

"His name is Gendry, the young blacksmith we met today."

"Lord Green, I remember that man."

After a pause, Green said: "If you have the opportunity to have more contact with him, I hope you can become acquainted with him."

Mengton scratched his head in confusion, but he didn't ask any more questions and nodded his head naively.

I actually love making friends...it's not difficult.

After Menton left, Green tapped his fingers on the desk a few times and looked at the map on the wall. His gaze stopped at the Storm Land.

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The next day, Maegor's Tower.

Green's eyes trembled slightly as he watched Mace Tyrell leave.

When Queen Cersei received the Duke of Metz, Green accompanied her from beginning to end.

Queen Cersei's impatient expression was not deliberately concealed, but the Duke of Metz seemed not to notice it, and his attitude became more and more respectful.

Green secretly regretted it, Duke of Highgarden, why don't you dare to fight with Queen Cersei!

Green was deeply moved by the Duke of Metz's ability to adapt and adapt. This was a political method that required talent.

Green glanced at Queen Cersei, who was looking arrogant. At least the Duke of Metz coaxed Queen Cersei to be happy.

Cersei, who had just finished showing off her majesty in front of the Duke of Highgarden, was in a very happy mood.

Cersei held her cheek and looked at Jaime first, then at Green.

Everyone could see that she was in a good mood: "Earl Green, come with me for a walk in the garden."

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Strolling through the garden, you will be greeted by the fragrance of various flowers.

Cersei stopped in front of a flower bed filled with roses of all colors.

At this time, Queen Cersei's happy expression had long dissipated without a trace.

Her voice was cold: "Earl Green, I don't like the Golden Rose, and I hate Margaery Tyrell staying in King's Landing even more."

After the words fell, Cersei stretched out her hand and broke the branches of a bouquet of golden roses without mercy.

Little rose?

Could it be that Queen Cersei saw the ambition of the Tyrell family for the position of queen?

Green turned his head and looked at Cersei.

Her hair was carefully combed by the maid and decorated with exquisite gemstone hair accessories, which perfectly matched the queen's dignity.

"Your Highness, are you worried about Prince Joffrey?"

After listening to Green's words, Cersei showed a satisfied look.

Green is Cersei's chief affairs officer. She didn't bother to find a good reason and said bluntly: "I will never allow Margaery to become Joffrey's marriage partner."

After a pause, Green said: "Are you worried that... His Majesty Robert will go beyond you to promote the marriage with the Golden Rose?"

Cersei snorted softly and said coldly: "That drunkard can do any stupid thing!"

Green speculates that Cersei's rejection of Margaery is related to the prophecy she had as a girl.

Green's eyes moved slightly and said: "Your Highness the Queen, I think with the current situation, King Robert will not think of marrying the Golden Rose."

He added: "Not long after, Duke Eddard will arrive in King's Landing. Their relationship is deep, and King Robert is more likely to promote a marriage with the Stark family."

Let my son marry the daughter of a northern bumpkin?

After hearing what Green guessed, Queen Cersei frowned slightly unconsciously.

Cersei said contemptuously: "Why do you think that? The daughter of a running wolf is not worthy of the son of a lioness."

Green shrugged and explained: "I think King Robert wanted to consolidate the North, the Riverlands, and the Vale."

Cersei's beautiful eyes moved, and after thinking for a while, she understood Robert's intention.

Cersei's voice was filled with anger: "That drunkard is wary of Lannister! Oh, he has completely lost the courage of a warrior, poor and cowardly drunkard."

Green agreed: "Yes, Her Majesty the Queen! You alone are enough to protect Prince Joffrey! King Robert is unnecessary. In the future, when Prince Joffrey inherits the Iron Throne..."

After a pause, Green continued: "The North, the Riverlands, and the Valley will instead become the shackles of Prince Joffrey."

Cersei's expression turned cold: "Green, it's just your guess now!"

Green nodded slightly: "Her Royal Highness, you may want to take a look at the list of Duke Ed's entourage. I think Grand Maester Pycelle will soon receive the messenger crow from the north."

Cersei asked confused: "List of entourage?"

"Your Highness, if the name of Miss Stark appears on the accompanying list, King Robert's purpose can be said to be self-evident."