The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

After listening to Sulana's advice, the 16-year-old Green Lord (298 AC) had to think deeply.

It won't be long before Kleb is able to establish the rule of the Crab Claw Peninsula. The territory needs legitimate heirs, so that it can unite people's hearts even more.

Getting married and having children is a very important job for the lords of Westeros. For them, nothing can compare to the continuation of the family from generation to generation.

A figure flashed in Green's mind, and he rubbed his thumb against his index finger.

Green reflected on himself and it seems that he likes or habitually chooses the difficult path.

Green left his chair and walked to the window. He saw clan soldiers sparring below.

Surana followed and said respectfully: "There are many noble ladies of marriageable age in the Crab Claw Peninsula. Those family heads must be very willing to marry Kleb."

She was referring to the Crab Claw Peninsula aristocrats such as the Boggs family, the Brun family, the Keifer family, the Hardy family, and the Paine family.

Green's eyes moved slightly and said: "Sulana, I want them to surrender to Kleb."

Instead of sharing the fruits... Green did not say the latter sentence.

The respected Prime Minister Jon has passed away, and Green will naturally inherit his legacy and continue to blockade and suppress other nobles on the Crab Claw Peninsula except Kleb until they are willing to integrate into the system of the Kleb Army.

Green turned his face sideways and looked at Surana. His voice was gentle: "Ms. Surana, I will take this matter seriously."

Surana left the room quickly. As a housekeeper, there were many things that needed to be arranged before departure.

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Red Fort.

In the Red Keep, the Duke of Winterfell has not yet arrived at King's Landing, and His Majesty Robert is not here, but the king's order for him to be appointed Hand of the King has been issued.

Greene learned about this from the golden robe guarding the gate when he entered the Red Keep.

Even if the guard didn't tell him, he would know the news soon after entering the Red Keep.

He threw a silver deer to the golden robe who was smiling at him, and the kind-hearted Green Lord encouraged the enthusiasm of the loyal guards.

In the compliment, Green flicked his blue cloak and took steps towards the Government Affairs Office.

No matter what, the future belongs to Eddard Stark for some time.

As for Mace Tyrell, he thought it would be up to King Robert to arrange the arrangements for the Duke of Highgarden who came from afar.

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King Robert will also hold a grand tourney to celebrate the appointment of the new Prime Minister Lord Eddard.

The winner of the lance competition will be awarded 40,000 gold dragons, and the second place will be rewarded 20,000 gold dragons; the winner of the team close combat competition will be rewarded 20,000 gold dragons; the winner of the archery competition will be rewarded 10,000 gold dragons.

Hiss, this is good news!

Green was already a lord who had seen 150,000 golden dragons, and he quickly calmed down.

Approaching the Government Affairs Hall, Green saw two figures, one fat and one thin, under the pavilion in the distance.

One was dressed in slim clothes, the other in loose clothes; one had hair, the other was bald; Petyr and Varys seemed to be born to be opposites.

The two of them have been secretly plotting to plunge Westeros into chaos. The righteous Green has a very impression of the two conspirators... well, technically they are peers.

Green deliberately made his footsteps louder.

Aware of the gazes of Petyr and Varys, Green nodded slightly at first, and then greeted him as he approached: "Good day, Lord Petyr, Lord Varys, please forgive me for interrupting."

Varys held his hands together and said with a smile: "Lord Petyr and I are having an interesting conversation. I'm glad you can join me, Earl Green."

Petyr looked at Varys who had a smile on his face and said, "Lord Varys, perhaps boring is a more appropriate description."

After speaking, without waiting for Wallis's reply, he turned to Green, curled his lips and said, "Earl Green, if I guessed correctly, you should have come to see me."

Petyr and Varys often had quarrels during this period, which is something everyone knows.

Green shrugged and said: "Lord Petyr, your wisdom is admirable! I just learned that the Duke of Winterfell was appointed as the new prime minister by King Robert..."

He smiled, there were some things they both knew tacitly.

Wallis smiled and said: "The king's order came suddenly, and the new prime minister represents new changes. I can't help but feel timid."

Green was very dedicated. He consoled him seriously: "Lord Wallis, your role is irreplaceable. The new prime minister needs your help."

Wallis said humbly: "It is a great honor to serve the new Prime Minister."

Petyr's gray-green eyes looked at Varys, and his voice was hoarse and full of magnetism: "I really have to envy your position, Lord Varys."

Green asked in confusion: "Lord Petyr, you seem to have encountered a problem?"

Petyr smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Varys explained: "Earl Green, the Minister of Finance is worried about how to raise the golden dragons needed to hold the tournament in a short period of time. You should also know, right? The total reward requires 90,000 golden dragons."

Petyr sighed: "Ninety thousand gold dragons are far from enough, and other expenses have to be added. I know that His Majesty Robert will have a banquet for guests. In other words, we need chefs, carpenters, maids, singers, actors and actresses. Juggling fool... Our king has always been very generous. According to past experience, at least 160,000 gold dragons must be prepared."

Green's eyes moved: "Lord Petyr, are you looking for Lannister?"

If he had found the Golden Rose in the past, Petyr could have easily obtained a loan for the royal family, but now... this time it was to celebrate the new prime minister's appointment, so how could he have the nerve to rub salt into the Duke of Metz's wounds.

Lannister VS Tyrell, Cersei Lannister pierced a thorn in the hearts of the Tyrell family.

Stark VS Tyrell, the Duke of Mace failed to take the position of prime minister that he was destined to win.

It seems that Tyrell has suffered a lot, but he still needs to add fuel to the fire. The Westerlands and the River Bend have been neighbors for many years, and Green should help them deepen their relationship.

As for Stark VS Lannister, that is Cersei's home court, and the battle between the running wolf and the golden lion is inevitable.

The Vale and the Riverlands, and Dorne... Lord Green has a long way to go.

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He blinked, retracted his thoughts, and continued: "Queen Cersei is not familiar with Winterfell, so she will lack some enthusiasm."

After Green finished speaking, the three of them first looked at each other. Petyr and Varys smiled and nodded slightly, with meaningful smiles on their faces.

After a pause, Petyr shrugged and said, "The Red Keep already owes Lannister more than three million gold dragons. In fact, borrowing another few hundred thousand is nothing..."

He raised the corners of his lips and continued: "After seeing the king's order, I planned to go to see Queen Cersei. If I get the queen's understanding, things will be much easier."

Sighing, Petyr spread his hands and said, "I happened to meet Lord Varys, and I had to accept his kindness, and then you came."

Varys smiled and said: "Lord Petyr, this is just a small favor, don't take it to heart. When Queen Cersei is upset, we should not disturb her anymore. This is also a manifestation of loyalty."

The corners of Petyr's eyes twitched and he said coldly: "This is something everyone knows, but we don't have eyes and ears everywhere, my intelligence chief."

Varys' smile deepened and his tone became more humble: "I just happened to hear it. My little bird can't bribe the White Walkers, my Lord Treasurer."

Green thought. Petyr was good at buying people. Could it be that he had reached out to Varys?

Green had some doubts on his face and did not disturb the conversation between the two. He was a good audience.

Petyr's smile was very elegant, but his tone was slightly sarcastic: "Don't you always say that your little bird is everywhere? The golden dragon can only bribe people who don't have much loyalty."

Wallis said in panic: "Oh, that was just a joke on my part, I don't have that much ability!"

After saying that, Varys wanted to reach out and grab one of Petyr's hands to show his sincerity, but Petyr naturally dodged it.

Petyr looked in the direction of Maggot, raised his hand to stroke his neat hair, and murmured: "I don't know when Her Majesty the Queen will be in a happy mood. Soon knights from all over the Seven Kingdoms will gather at the King's Landing. Not because we interfere with the king’s kindness and generosity.”

Varys took back his empty hands without changing his expression, and the smile on his face did not diminish: "Lord Petyr, here is a minister of Magatar whom Her Royal Highness the Queen trusts most."

Petyr withdrew his worried gaze, first nodded slightly towards Varys, and then turned to Green.

Petyr's tone was sincere: "Earl Green, my friend, do you have any good suggestions?"

Green nodded and said sincerely: "Lord Petyr, it would be my honor if I could help you."

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Green raised his head and glanced around to confirm if there was anyone else nearby.

Then Green approached the two of them and lowered his voice: "My lords, have you ever noticed the list of the Duke of Winterfell's entourage?"

Petyr and Varys looked at each other, and then looked at Green at the same time.

Green said directly: "The eldest daughter and second daughter of the Duke of Winterfell are among the entourage. This is why Her Royal Highness the Queen is in a bad mood."

After a moment of silence, Wallis covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Could it be that they want..."

Petyr's eyes flickered, the corners of his lips curled up at first, and then he said in a rather helpless tone: "Things have become complicated. It seems that I have to bargain with the Archbishop again."

Green hesitated for a moment, then turned to Petyr and said, "Actually, Queen Cersei is still very concerned about the government affairs of the kingdom, Lord Petyr."

Petyr's eyes moved and he looked at Green: "Oh? Do you have any idea?"

Petyr didn't act. He really hated being exposed to the High Septon, whose bargaining skills were comparable to those of the Dornish fishmongers.

Green smiled, raised his right hand and stretched out two fingers, and then immediately stretched out the remaining fingers, his palm facing the direction of Petyr.

The corners of Petyr's mouth twitched, he paused for a moment, and stretched out a hand to press down Green's thumb and index finger.

Green's thumb was easily pressed down by him, but the other four fingers remained motionless.

Petyr did not hesitate and quickly retracted his hand. He was an elegant gentleman.

Varys watched the silent interaction between Green and Petyr with a smile.

Petyr sighed and said, "We haven't gotten to know the new Prime Minister yet, but I think it won't be as easy as it is now."

Green said helplessly: "I can only make an advance. I don't want to be paid attention to by the Prime Minister like before."

He put on a sincere smile and said, "Lord Petyr, I will remember your help."

Petyr shrugged and said, "It's just mutual help. Everyone knows that our Majesty lacks some patience."

Green nodded in agreement, and he asked Varys: "Lord Varys, do you know where the Duke of Winterfell is?"