The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The sun shines through the thin clouds to the earth, and the flowers and plants in the Mageta Garden appear vibrant in the warm sunshine.

Green Kleb was leaning under the tree, and not far away was the little fat Tommen who was seriously practicing his sword swing.

Green's eyes moved, and he saw Lancel Lannister striding towards him, his handsome face flushed, as if he was still angry.

Green greeted casually: "Sir Lancel, who made you angry?"

"Who else could it be..."

Lancel's eyes swept over Tommen, who was wielding a wooden sword, and contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Half-man, hateful half-man, he is a traitor to Lannister!"

Green looked over in confusion, and the corners of Lancel's mouth curved down, showing obvious disgust.

"The half-man wants to send Gregor Clegane's head to Sunspear. Has he forgotten that the Mountain is a vassal of the Lannister family?!"

Green raised his eyebrows: "Can you still recognize the appearance of Magic Mountain's head?"

Lancel curled his lips and said, "Tyrion said no one has a head as big as the Mountain."

When Lancel spoke, the expression on his face twisted.

Greene's eyes drooped slightly...not just with anger, but more with jealousy. Lancel was filled with anger because of his jealousy of Tyrion.

"Queen Cersei agrees?"

Lancel said bitterly: "Half-man's tongue is best at sweet words, even Her Majesty the Queen Mother was deceived by him!"

Green understands Tyrion's plan. Now Lannister can be said to have enemies everywhere, and Sunspear is indeed one of the few targets to win over.

The head of the Demon Mountain is a sign of sincerity for the alliance. If everything goes well... the seats for the marriage alliance and the Royal Council will be at the back.

Prime Minister Tyrion is doing his best to save Lannister from the current crisis.

"Earl Green, we are Her Majesty the Queen Mother's most reliable people. We cannot watch her being deceived by a cunning half-man."

"Sir Lancel, what do you want to do?"

Green's rhetorical question made Lancel stunned for a moment, and he felt a little guilty.

Through Lancel's evasive eyes, Lord Green knew the answer... Lancel wanted him to convince Queen Cersei.

"Sir Lancel, do not forget your mission."

Green's voice was calm, but it made Lancel's body tremble.

"Queen Cersei doesn't need anyone else to teach her what to do, do you understand?"

When Green finished speaking, Lancel nodded obediently even though he seemed to understand.

Green sighed secretly, and looked at Tommen, who was taking off his protective gear with the help of a waiter: "Sir Lancel, let me ask you a question, who hates Tyrion the most in the Red Keep?"

After a pause, Lancel's eyes suddenly lit up: "Your Majesty the Queen Mother?"

Green waved to Tommen and said, "And His Majesty Joffrey."

Lancel's eyes became bright, and he couldn't help but said excitedly: "Yes... Tyrion also slapped King Joffrey, how could I forget such an important thing! Green, you are still stupid. What a good memory!”

I still remember that time Tyrion beat Joffrey because of you... Greene has no interest in analyzing Lan Sai's brain circuit.

One of Lancel's important tasks is to fill the gap left by James and act as Green's shield obediently... Lancel's battlefield is on the bed, not "jealousy".

Green reached out and patted Lancel, whose morale had become high: "Go, Queen Cersei needs you, stay with her."

Lancel smiled brightly and stepped forward briskly.

Lancel, who was leaving, met Tommen, who was trotting in. The little fat man obediently greeted him: "Uncle Lancel..."

Lancel kept walking. He glanced at Tommen, then withdrew his gaze, and just slightly nodded his jaw.

Tommen came to Green, his fat face full of grievances.

Tommen was very sensitive, and the corners of his eyes began to turn red: "Earl Greene, Lancel doesn't seem to like me..."

Green lowered his figure, stretched out a finger and tapped the little fat man's cheek. With a smile on his face, he said: "Lancel doesn't like you... you will not eat your favorite cream because you are sad." Cake?”

Tommen shook his head firmly.

Green rubbed Tommen's head and said, "So...it's just that one less person likes you. Why should it affect your good mood?"

The corners of Tommen's mouth raised, revealing an innocent smile.

"Your Highness Tommen, today's practice is over, I will take you back."

While walking, Tommen suddenly said: "Earl Green, will Lancel always dislike me?"

Tommen looked up at Green, his eyes full of expectation.

The little fat man is very kind, but his heart is sensitive and fragile.

"That won't change anytime soon."

After hearing Green's answer, Tommen couldn't help but feel sad even though he was thinking about his favorite cream cake.

He asked again: "Why doesn't he like me?"

Green asked: "Tommen, do you need him to like you?"

"It seems...not necessary?"

Green nodded slightly: "There are many people who like you, and there are also many people who don't like you. It's the same for everyone. This is not a bad thing."

"So what's the bad thing?"

"The worst thing you can do is not like yourself because of other people."

Tommen blinked. He wrinkled his chubby face and thought for a while before he said, "Earl Green, you mean that I want to like myself... right?"

"What I want to tell you is not to doubt yourself easily because of others, but to learn to believe in yourself."

The little fat man was honest: "I don't understand much, but I will remember your words."

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Maggot's Tower, outside the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom.

I fell in love with a girl as beautiful as summer, with the sun shining on her hair...

The soft sound of the harp came through the door. Although the singer's voice could not be heard clearly through the thick door panel, Green still recognized that it was Lancel's singing.

The versatile Lancel... Green said to Sir Meryn Tran of the Kingsguard guarding the door: "Ser Meryn, it is Queen Cersei who is looking for me. Please inform me."

"The Queen Regent has given instructions, you can go in directly."

After saying that, Sir Marin opened the door, and the singing inside stopped abruptly.

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In the room, Queen Cersei was leaning on a pile of cushions with her bare feet, her golden hair disheveled and beautiful.

Lancel, the harpist, the flute player, and the waiter stood aside. They were all young and handsome... Green had to admit that Boss Cersei really enjoyed it.

Green greeted: "Queen Cersei."

Queen Cersei shook the cup in her hand gently. She seemed to be in a good mood: "Earl Green, have you met our new prime minister?"

Queen Cersei looked at Greene with her beautiful eyes, her gaze filled with scrutiny.

Green's eyes trembled slightly. This was a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar. She seemed to be suspicious of something... Tyrion... He guessed that there was an episode about him between Tyrion and Cersei.

Green shook his head slightly: "I've heard of it, but I haven't met him yet."

"You guys step back first"

Everyone else quickly exited the room, but Lancel did not move.

Queen Cersei frowned slightly. She stretched out her finger and hooked it. Lancel quickly came closer.

Cersei kissed her cousin's cheek politely and said, "Go, Lancel."

Before Lancel left, he glanced at Green quietly, his eyes full of jealousy, but he happened to catch Green's sudden gaze.

Lancel's heart skipped a beat, he quickly lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Green suddenly felt that as the commander-in-chief of the golden robe, he had to bring the captain of the Red Keep guard to meet King Joffrey to show his loyalty. Green happened to hear that Joffrey was recently obsessed with shooting live targets with a crossbow, and Lancel would definitely be happy to serve.

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Queen Cersei took a sip of the summer red in her cup and said leisurely: "Earl Green, what do you think of the new Prime Minister?"

"I heard that Lord Tywin of Casterly Rock appointed him. I think there may be some reasons that I don't know."

A displeased look appeared on Queen Cersei's face: "He's just a lucky clown."

She moved her toes and said, "I don't like trouble."

Green said respectfully: "He is a trouble that you can deal with at any time. The golden robe is always at your disposal."

Queen Cersei raised her chin slightly and said, "Let's see what tricks the dwarf plays first."

After speaking, she raised the corners of her lips.

After a pause, she suddenly said: "Do you know that Tyrion wants to send the heads of the Magic Mountain to Dorne?"

"Sir Lancel came to see me about this matter, and I heard it from his mouth."

Queen Cersei snorted coldly and said, "He is quite good at finding helpers."

Green withdrew his gaze... In addition to Tyrion, he also doubted whether it was Lancel who said something that made Cersei doubt him... It wasn't Lancel, although Green knew very well that Lancel didn't have that. Ability, but he still tried it because he would not underestimate anyone.

Cersei raised her eyes and looked at Green: "What do you think? Why do you think my dwarf Prime Minister suddenly showed his kindness to the Prince of Dorne?"

Green pondered for a while and then said: "Tyrion wants to promote an alliance between Lannister and Martell."

Queen Cersei's eyes moved slightly and she said suspiciously: "Martel has extreme hatred for Lannister, how can they join forces."

Green said slowly: "Queen Cersei and Prince Doran's hatred for the Lannister can only be traced back to the previous generation, but the war between the Dornish people and Storm's End and Highgarden has lasted for thousands of years. Therefore, as long as the sincerity is enough, It’s not something that can’t be done.”

"Sincerity? A dead man's head?"

Green shook his head in denial: "Of course not enough."

Green moved slightly closer to Queen Cersei and whispered: "Marriage."

Queen Cersei mocked: "He wants Joffrey to marry a Martell..."

Before she finished speaking, Queen Cersei's expression froze and her pupils narrowed.

Queen Cersei stood up suddenly. She held Green's arm tightly. For the first time, he saw a look of panic and fear on Cersei's face.

Queen Cersei also thought about it... If they want to marry the Prince of Dorne, the Lannister is actively seeking an alliance. They are a passive party. The Prince of Dorne will never send the Dorne princess to let her become a Lannister. Keep your own "hostage" in check.

Therefore, only by sending Cersei's daughter to Sunspear can Prince Doran Nameros Martell believe in the Lannister's sincerity.

"Myrcella...I will never agree to give my Myrcella to the Dornish people, just like I was given to Robert Baratheon! Never!"

Green tried to comfort: "Queen Cersei, please don't worry. Maybe I guessed wrong."

Queen Cersei's eyes were filled with tears, and she shouted angrily: "You all deserve to die! They all deserve to die!"

Green continued to comfort: "Queen Cersei, Princess Myrcella is still a virgin. No one can take your daughter away from you without your consent, I promise."

Queen Cersei hugged Green's waist and buried her head in his arms... She missed Jaime especially at the moment. She also wanted to tell Jaime that his favorite dwarf brother was going to sell their only daughter to the Dornish people like goods.

Green could have remained silent, but he had already guessed that Tyrion was already plotting against him, or that he was plotting against the 6,000 gold robe... In this case, he had to withstand the counterattack from Lord Green, because here It’s the power game table.

The rational Cersei is far from Tyrion's opponent, but the same cannot be said for the angry Cersei.

Green wants to let Tyrion understand that they are now sitting at the power game table. If anything happens, they should come to him obediently and show their sincerity and chips in the transaction.

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The two separated, and Queen Cersei wiped the tears from her eyes.

She said coldly: "Does he think everything will be fine with his father's letter? It's just a thin piece of paper... Eddard Stark also had a piece of paper left by Robert."

Green said softly: "Yes, you have the initiative. With just one order from you, he will be locked directly in the depths of the dungeon."

Queen Cersei turned around and picked up the wine glass, took a sip of summer red, stood quietly for a while, and murmured: "Could the dwarf be following the old lion's order..."

Green walked over silently, picked up the wine bottle, and poured wine for her.

Queen Cersei's green eyes looked at Green, as if she wanted to confirm again: "Earl Green, could it be Duke Tywin who gave Tyrion the order?"

Green shook his head slightly: "Queen Cersei, I can't guess at the moment. There are some things that require investigation to know the exact answer. Maybe... at the right time, you can ask Tyrion directly."

Queen Cersei's eyes moved, and she handed the wine glass in her hand to Green: "Green, I don't have the patience to wait. I want to get the answer as soon as possible."

Green took the wine glass from Queen Cersei's hand, paused, and said, "Queen Cersei, I will get what you want without harming his life."

Queen Cersei smiled. She reached out and gently patted Green's breastplate, her eyes flashing with cold light.

"Be kind to him, Lord Green."

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Valley, Blood Gate.

"I feel like the lady in front of me looks familiar..."

The Knight of the Blood Gate opened his mask with a faint smile on his face. His voice was hoarse: "Little Kate, you are so far away from home."