The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"Horse?"

After murmuring, King Joffrey suddenly chuckled: "Earl Green, how many golden dragons do you plan to collect from Duke Arryn this time?"

As he said that, he laughed again: "Will it be more expensive than riding a carriage?"

Green raised his face and smiled. He was amused by Joffridge's peculiar brain circuit. At the same time, he made a secret gesture, and Menton, who was becoming more and more proficient in his business, once again led everyone to laugh.

When King Joffrey stopped laughing, Green leaned his upper body slightly in his direction and lowered his voice slightly: "Perhaps, the prisoner sitting on the tall horse can better highlight the majesty of the king."

King Joffrey looked suspicious, and Green continued: "I heard that King Robert did something similar when he was young. I think...at that time, the captured enemies became more powerful and defeated. Their King Robert becomes more powerful, and more feared."

Joffrey's eyes were filled with excitement. Green made rough gestures with his hands and said, "At least, you can lead me."

In this way, at Lord Green's suggestion, Little Robert got on the horse. Then, when it came time to tie him up, Sandor was kicked several more times by King Joffrey for refusing to let him do it.

At last the binding fell into the hands of Ser Osmund, who quickly completed the task and gave the end of the rope to King Joffrey.

The team set off towards King's Landing. King Joffrey, surrounded by the Kingsguard, personally led his prisoner, the Duke of the Eyrie, and walked at the front with his head held high.

Behind them were Green, Jaime, and Tyrion riding side by side.

Sir James looked forward with a complicated expression and said, "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

Green's brown eyes moved slightly, glanced at James, and remained silent.

After a pause, Tyrion said: "At least it's not a very good thing."

Sir Jaime tilted his head and said, "Tyrion, what are you talking about?"

Tyrion smiled and asked: "Then what are you asking, Jaime?"

"..." Sir James rubbed his head as if he had a headache and said, "I am really not suitable for playing word games."

Tyrion chuckled, then rolled his eyes slightly, and his tone seemed to be complaining: "Brother Jaime, if it weren't for you, your well-behaved brother would have been tied up by the ruthless Green just now. Fortunately, I I have a stalwart brother, otherwise I will be dragged through the streets by Joffrey like the little Duke."

After the words fell, the Lannister brothers looked at Green in unison.

Lord Greene met their gazes calmly, pointing first to his mouth, then to his head.

Gone? Then what? Ser Jaime looked at Tyrion and saw him staring ahead, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.

Noticing Sir Jaime's concerned gaze, Tyrion smiled slightly and said, "Brother, Green is reminding me that Joffrey is the king after all."

He pointed to his mouth and continued: "Anyone who is familiar with me knows that my mouth is faster than my brain."

After a moment of silence, Sir James showed an apology on his face: "You did it for me..."

Tyrion waved his hand and said with a smile: "I dream of being a good uncle, but unfortunately, Joffrey loves me as much as Cersei... Well, outsiders may not be able to understand the love between the Lannister family."

Sir James curled his lips and said: "If you hold your tongue a little bit, my sword can protect you better, my good brother."

Tyrion grinned. He is a Lannister. When facing some people... his attitude of submission and silence are indeed his best shield, but his tongue is the dwarf's only weapon. Without its sharpness, he could guarantee that the ridicule and contempt he was once familiar with... would soon "favour" him again.

Tyrion smiled mockingly to himself, maybe...he relied on the Lannister surname...well...his old man, the Seven Gods, blessed his kind father with good health.

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The streets in King's Landing were crowded with people and lively, as if today was a festival.

Green looked around at the sea of ​​people, and he had to admit... Junlin people really love to be lively. Wherever there is a "hot spot", they will flock there.

King Joffrey led his captives majestically as he rode amid the cheers of the people, occasionally raising his hand proudly to greet them.

It didn't take long for King Joffrey to be proud, because the enthusiastic women of the King's Landing were quickly attracted by the tall and handsome Jaime Lannister with flowing blond hair.

Riding on a majestic white horse, he wore a bright red silk robe with a lion's roar embroidered on the chest with gold thread, plus jet black high boots and a long black satin cloak... Sir James, who was longing for the women of the King's Landing, was finally back.

Sir Jaime was smiling, and he blew charming kisses to them from time to time, causing even greater excitement and cheers each time.

Their cheers filled the streets like a storm, like a feast specially held for Ser Jaime.

Lord Green seems to have underestimated Sir Jaime's charm in the hearts of the women in King's Landing... Well, the Knight of Flowers is no longer around, and he has become their only love.

Greenclab, who scored 92 points, silently slowed down the pace of his horse. He didn't bother to continue to associate with Sir James, who scored 100 points.

At the front of the team, King Joffrey, who was showing off his military exploits, finally noticed something was wrong with the cheers.

Compared to this side, the cheers from behind... or rather the shouts of the women were extremely harsh.

King Joffrey turned his head and glanced, then shouted to Sandor: "My dog, go behind and see what's going on!"

Sandor, who was next to him, did not leave. He said, "King, all the beautiful flowers love the handsome white knight."

King Joffrey was stunned for a moment. He first smiled and waved to the crowd on the other side, then turned back and asked, "What do you mean?"

Sandor pulled the reins, adjusted the direction of the horse, and said, "Jaime Lannister is very popular."

King Joffrey's handsome face twisted: "He is just a defeated man who is afraid of death! Why is he more loved than the king?!"

Sandor paused and replied: "The white knight cannot take a wife and have children, so anyone can love him, King."

"Dog, aren't you a white knight too?" King Joffrey finally resisted the urge to kick him.

Sandor shrugged and replied, "My king, I am ugly."

Hearing his answer, King Joffrey was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, and while he was smiling, he waved to the crowd.

As they walked, King Joffrey became more and more angry and even resentful. Jaime was a defeated man who had been a prisoner, and he was sitting in the Red Keep. He not only quelled the rebellion in the valley, but also captured the Duke of the Eagle's Nest... Now, he had robbed himself of the cheers he should have enjoyed.

King Joffrey was very angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't like my uncle."

Cheers continued on both sides, and Sandor saw his king speak, but did not hear the sound clearly.

He lightly kicked the horse's belly, got a little closer, and said, "King, what are your orders?"

With his chest and abdomen heaving, King Joffrey looked back bitterly, kicked his spurs fiercely, and said: "Speed ​​up!"

The horse in front suddenly ran forward, and the horse being led behind was slightly startled. If Sandor hadn't taken action in time, little Duke Robert on the saddle would have almost fallen off.

Academician Kemen, who had been trotting next to the horse, was startled. He watched the horse run further and further away, but he was unable to keep up.

"Give this fool a horse." Sandor ordered first, then kicked his spurs and galloped forward.

The deer and lion flags ahead quickly disappeared. The elegant Ser Jaime was too busy dealing with the passion of the women of the King's Landing to pay attention to anything else. Tyrion was too small to see. Therefore, for the time being, only Lord Green discovered that King Joffrey had taken the first step.

It was approaching noon, and it wasn't until they arrived near Hook Lane and said goodbye to the enthusiastic people that Tyrion suddenly reacted, stretched his neck and looked around, and said, "Where's Joffrey?"

Ser Jaime frowned and looked ahead. King Joffrey was indeed missing.

Green's voice sounded: "Almost when we reached the middle of Flea Bottom Street, he left first, the two Lannister gentlemen."

Upon hearing this, Ser Jaime just nodded to show that he understood; Tyrion just shrugged.

Then, there was no other reaction.

Although Joffrey is a minor king... this may be some kind of arrogance hidden in the bones of the descendants of top nobles. Green looked in the direction of the Red Castle and couldn't help but sigh secretly. Here... it seems that he is the only one who is loyal, cough!

Tyrion said: "Brother James, if you are willing, you can enjoy the service of beauties without even taking out the golden dragon..."

He raised his head and sighed: "I'm almost dying of jealousy!"

Green smiled and said: "Sir James, if you are here when I participate in the parade in the future, I will stay away."

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's best if you take the initiative to stay away from me."

Facing the glares of Green and Tyrion, Ser Jaime just smiled.

The Red Keep seemed to be right in front of him. Ser Jaime looked at it and unconsciously increased the speed of his horse.

No matter how many people love Jaime, he only has Cersei in his heart.

Green glanced at Tyrion who was thinking about something, and also increased the speed of his horse.

In front of the gate of the Red Keep, Kevan Lannis, who had round shoulders, a thick waist, and blond hair, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them with a kind face.

Tyrion's voice was filled with surprise: "Aha, Uncle Kevan!"

Ser Jaime smiled and nodded. He and Tyrion jumped off the horse and walked quickly.

Green looked at Sir Kevan, who bent down to hug Tyrion, and raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that the person in front of him was here for him.

Green dismounted and, surrounded by more than a dozen guards including Menton, Brienne, and Angay, walked toward the gate.

As Grimm approached them, Ser Kevan looked towards him, a friendly smile on his face.

Green stopped and looked at Ser Kevan for a short while. He tapped his chin, slightly curved the corners of his lips and said, "Good day, Lord Lannister."

Ser Kevan was bald, with a thick chin and a close-cropped beard.

He looked at Green secretly, smiled slightly, and said, "Good day, Count Kleb."