The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Regarding Lancel's "friar" confession, Green was silent for a moment and then changed the subject: "I heard that you performed bravely in the Battle of King's Landing. Congratulations to you, Earl Lancel."

[Lancel Lannister has been canonized as Earl of Darry City in the Riverlands. 】

If it were before he was seriously injured, Lancel would have seemed extremely excited or arrogant. At this time, after being seriously injured, he could only express his gratitude calmly, as if the title had nothing to do with him.

Green's eyes moved slightly, looking at Lancel, and then said: "When do you plan to go to Darui City? Have you set a time?"

Lancel shook his head slightly and said, "Father told me to let me stay in King's Landing until the end of the war."

He sighed: "He also asked Lord Tywin to choose a suitable wife for me."

Green took a sip of wine and said, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Lancel shook his head again and replied: "My crimes have not yet been forgiven by the gods in the sky, or... I may have to spend my whole life in repentance. I am worried that I will not do well. A husband’s responsibility…”

At this time, Sir James's voice suddenly sounded: "My cousin, I wouldn't mind personally guiding your future wife."

When James' figure approached, Lancel's eyes became evasive, while Green leaned on the stone railing and raised his glass to him.

Standing in front of Lancel, he added: "You haven't decided on the person and time yet. I'm not sure whether I can attend your wedding. It's really a pity to disturb your wedding room."

Lancel's lips moved and he said: "I...I know how to fulfill my husband's responsibilities, Sir James."

Sir James's green eyes were fixed on the expression on Lancel's face. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Very good, your future bride needs this on her wedding night, a man who knows how to fulfill his responsibilities."

"It's time for me to leave." Lancel's face turned red.

He opened his mouth and said: "I will pray for you in the sanctuary, Sir James, Earl Green."

After a pause, he added: "I will also pray for the Queen Mother Regent. May the old woman grant her wisdom, and may the warriors protect her."

Sir Jaime said coldly: "Lancel, Cersei doesn't need warriors, she has me."

Lancel stopped talking. He nodded slightly to them, then turned around and left.

After his thin figure disappeared, Green found that James, who had been sarcastic just now... showed a happy and relaxed expression.

Green raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Sir James, you seem to be in a good mood?"

Sir Jaime glanced at Greene sideways and said: "...Lannister will not look at a cowardly man like Lancel who speaks pious words."

After a moment of silence, Green's lips curved slightly and he said, "Mr. Lannister, have you discovered the truth of the matter with your discernment?"

Ser Jaime crossed his arms, raised his chin, and declared proudly: "I will not forgive you and Tyrion easily."

Green knew that Sir Jaime was joking with him because he was in a good mood.

Although he was not interested in talking to someone who thought of a reasonable answer in his own mind, but... after thinking about it, he still asked seriously: "Are you sure?"

Ser Jaime's expression froze for a moment. Just now he was still convinced that Cersei had not betrayed his firm heart...but he was shaken by a simple rhetorical question.

After a moment of silence, Sir Jaime suddenly smiled and said: "Damn Tyrion, he can't even find a good partner to lie to, he is so vulnerable!"

Lord Greene was in a trance. He almost thought he saw the Lancel from before...Did Queen Cersei spoil another man?

Then, he saw Osney Kettleblack walking towards here again. Lord Green's eyes moved and he glanced over Sir James' head unconsciously.

Sir Osney soon arrived at the balcony. He bowed and said, "Earl Kleb, Her Majesty the Queen Mother, please come over."

Green shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at Osney, and said, "Where is Queen Cersei?"

Sir Osney raised his eyes and glanced at Green, and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty ordered me to take you to the small hall on the second floor."

Green lowered his eyes, glanced at the thin clothes on his body, paused, and murmured: "Does she want to see me in private?"

There was a hint of expectation in the low voice, just enough for Sir James, who was standing next to Green, to hear it.

After the words fell, Green saw James' fist tightening from the corner of his eye. He faced the unkind gaze, with a smile on his face, and made a silent mouth gesture to James: Reward (Chapter 299).

Green put down his glass, smiled and said, "Lead the way, Sir."

There was jealousy in Sir Osney's eyes, but remembering his brother's warning, he lowered his face to hide his uncontrollable emotions.

He stood sideways, stretched out a hand towards the inside, leaned forward and said: "Please, Count Kleb."

Green had just taken a few steps with Osney when Sir James raised his big foot and suddenly followed him.

Sir James gritted his teeth and said: "I will send you there, Lord Green."

Green glanced at Sir James, curled his lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. White Knight."

Green walked through the hall filled with laughter and laughter, with his hands behind his back. In front of him was Sir Osney who led the way, and behind him was his escort, Sir Jaime. The captain of the Kingsguard personally escorted him, which allowed Lord Green to experience the treatment of a king in advance.

The door to the small hall was opened, and Green saw Cersei Lannister sitting by the fireplace. She was leaning on the wide armrest of the oak chair, and her long curly hair, which had taken off her crown, was spread on her smooth shoulders.

Hearing the noise, Queen Cersei turned her head and looked over, her cheeks flushed with drunkenness. She swayed the wine glass in her hand, her posture seductive.

Queen Cersei showed a gentle smile and said: "Green, you are here."

She pointed to the wooden chair opposite and said, "Please sit down, dear Mr. Guardian of the East."

Dear... Dear Green... Green's brown eyes trembled slightly. This seemingly ordinary title reminded him of the confession letter (Chapter 286) that impressed him so much.

Green nodded slightly. After he sat down, Queen Cersei saw Sir Jaime and Sir Osney still standing at the door. She frowned and said, "Jayme, you and him guard the door. Don't let others disturb you." I."

"As you command, Your Majesty the Queen Mother!" Sir Osney bowed, then "obediently" turned around and left.

Seeing that James was still standing there, Queen Cersei's voice had a trace of impatience: "Sir James, is there anything else?"

Jaime Lannister hesitated for a moment before speaking: "I'm right outside the door, Cersei... the Queen Mother."

After saying that, he glanced at Green who was looking at him, turned around and pushed the door open.

Seeing James leave happily after leaving "cruel words", Lord Green couldn't help but feel his chest heaving. As a majestic white knight, couldn't he learn to be tougher?

The door closed quietly.

Green's eyes moved to Queen Cersei, smiled, and said: "Queen Cersei, Sir Jaime has his responsibilities. I think he is worried about your safety."

Queen Cersei snorted softly and said: "Ser Jaime told me that I recommended you to be the minister of the royal council, but Lord Tywin refused."

Green picked up the golden flagon, poured a glass of wine, and asked, "Refuse, huh?"

Queen Cersei's voice was filled with anger: "Ser Kevan told Lord Tywin to Jaime, and then Jaime told me, what do they mean?! My father's purpose is obvious, he doesn't want me to interfere with the royal family. Meeting."

Green swung his wine glass and frowned: "What if Joffrey...I'm sorry, after meeting His Majesty the King this morning, I always thought that he was old enough to rule."

He took a sip of wine: "King Joffrey is thirteen years old this year... According to the current situation, it can be said that we will have a power gap of at least three years, which is too long."

Mentioning her son, Queen Cersei smiled proudly and said, "Joffrey is a born king."

After a pause, there was anger in her voice again: "For my son, I will never... and I will never give in."

Green pondered for a moment and reminded: "Sir James is the captain of the Kingsguard. He has the right to attend the Royal Council. At least with him here, the actions of the Royal Council cannot be hidden from your eyes."

Queen Cersei snorted coldly. She took a sip of summer red and said, "You have ears but no tongue. What's the use of it? Green, let me tell you directly, Lord Tywin's son does not have the guts to disobey his father."

After listening, Green shrugged. Queen Cersei was indeed very direct. She recommended him as the Lord Chancellor in the hope that... he and Duke Tywin would have a tough "fight" at the Royal Council, or at least... at least let her The old father is not feeling well.

He said: "In addition to Prime Minister Tywin, Sir Kevan is the Minister of Justice, Tyrion is the Minister of Finance, plus Jaime...plus Sir Jaime who respects his father, he has already occupied the seven seats of the Royal Council. Four seats.”

After a pause, he added: "According to the alliance between Lannister and Tyrell, the Tyrell family will have two seats on the Royal Council (Chapter 235)."

He spread his hands and said: "The Prime Minister has taken away six of the seven chairs in the Royal Council, leaving only the last one."

His upper body leaned forward slightly: "I also heard... that in up to five days, Prince Oberyn Martell of the Borderlands will arrive in King's Landing. He is here at the invitation of the Prime Minister."

Queen Cersei said contemptuously: "Why did Lord Tywin invite the Dornish people? They have nothing..."

As she said this, she suddenly paused and asked Green: "Is the last chair reserved for the Dornish people?"

Green nodded slightly and said: "The answer is obvious. The intention of the Prime Minister is obvious, my Queen Mother. But..."

He spread his hands: "Lord Tywin should also know very well that a seat on the Royal Council cannot satisfy the appetite of the Dornish people."

Queen Cersei's green eyes moved slightly, her slender fingers flexed, and she asked coldly: "What did you guess, tell me?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and Green sighed softly and replied: "Your Majesty, I think you have guessed the answer, marriage."