The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Green first stretched out a hand towards Sir James, who had empty hands, and then moved his fingers. There were no words, but the meaning was obvious.

Sir James's handsome face froze for a moment, and he said, "I sent someone to your house."

Green naturally retracted his hand, smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "Sir, do you like to guess riddles?"

Sir James looked at Green's face suspiciously: "Riddle?"

Green nodded slightly and signaled the guards to wait where they were. Then he pointed in a direction with Sir James and said as he walked: "In return for your gift. Although I can guess that it is not a very good thing, but for your use For the sake of your concern... I want to ask you, why are your eyes always staring at me?"

Sir James tightened his fists and said, "I know you are deliberately attracting my attention, Earl."

When he reached the foot of the tree, Green stopped and asked, "Sir, have you ever thought about why I did this?"

Sir James glanced sideways at Green but said nothing.

After a pause, Green said: "There are some things that I can only remind you in a vague way, because I am not a Lannister. This is a tacit understanding among the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms."

Sir Jaime frowned and thought for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "What do you want to remind me? About... Cersei?"

Green seemed not to hear Sir James's words: "The golden hair and the black hair are entangled with each other... This is my riddle."

Golden Retriever? Black hair...black hair?

Feeling James' gaze moving to the top of his head, Green said angrily: "Can your green eyes only see my black hair?"

Hearing Green's complaint, Sir James shrugged and said harshly: "This is some kind of...intuition of the knight."

"I still have something to do."

Green reached out and patted Sir James' arm, and said: "Observe more, I believe you will find the answer to the riddle soon."

Well... no matter it is day or night, keep a close eye on her and act as Lord Green's shield.

By the way...at the right opportunity, solve the hidden dangers.

With a flick of his cloak embroidered with swamp marigolds, Lord Green stepped away.

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Every day, hundreds of carriages carrying food from the Tyrell family from Highgarden enter King's Landing, to be distributed directly to the people in the name of Margaery Tyrell...

When Green left the Red Keep, the name of the Little Rose of Highgarden could be heard everywhere, and the whole King's Landing went crazy for her.

The voice of Leiden's young housekeeper sounded: "My master, the people of Tyrell walk around the market with a swagger. As long as they have tiny golden roses sewn on their chests, they don't have to pay for drinks. Women with husbands, widows without husbands, and female branches. Women, all women are fascinated by these beautiful young men embroidered with gold roses who hand out food."

Beautiful young man?

Green's eyes moved slightly. He is about twenty years old, always has a gentle smile on his face, and his light brown hair shines golden in the sun. He has met several such handsome men on the road, and they are all surrounded by enthusiastic Junlin people. .

"..." Lord Green was worried. Could the Golden Rose have used too much force? Judging from the current situation, the people of King's Landing have long forgotten the Battle of King's Landing and the savior of King's Landing, and are only calling for their future queen - Margaery Tyrell.

Green's eyes trembled slightly. Why did the Tyrell family "excessively" promote the name of Little Rose?

The little rose represents the Tyrell family, and the Lannister family controls the Red Keep. Is there going to be a struggle for power so soon? According to the current situation, it is most beneficial for Lannister and Tyrell to continue working together... not to mention that the king's wedding has not yet been held.

Could it be that... Tyrell was trying not to give Lannister a chance to renege on his engagement? Lord Green quickly dismissed this absurd possibility.

Reasonable speculation requires more specific information, so Lord Green temporarily stopped his "out of thin air" conjecture.

"Leiden."

Green called out, he pulled the reins, adjusted the direction of the horse, and then said: "You make arrangements, and we will help Golden Rose."

Layton has mastered the "atmosphere team" that has been trained since the Queen's District, and it comes in handy at this time.

Layton quickly glanced around and tilted his upper body slightly in Green's direction: "My master, you mean...are we secretly helping Golden Rose push...what they are doing now?"

Green looked at Layton, nodded slightly, and said: "You have to do your best. I hope Miss Margery's name is talked about in the streets and alleys of the whole city."

"As you command, my master."

After riding for a while, Green turned his head and asked: "Leiden, you can't hear this in the Red Keep...is it Prime Minister Tywin?"

Layton replied respectfully: "Yes, my master. The new Prime Minister's punishment method for this kind of thing is very cruel. At least no one dares to talk about things outside as loudly as before in the Red Castle."

Green nodded slightly. Although it did not fundamentally solve certain problems, the effect was obvious. This was very Tywin.

Gou Lane, Green jumped off his horse in front of the luxurious gate engraved with the golden rose coat of arms.

The waiter led the way, and Green met Duke Mace Tyrell in the rose garden where roses of all colors were blooming.

"Hey, Green, welcome to your arrival!" the hearty voice of the Duke of Metz sounded.

"Good day, Duke of Metz, it is an honor to be invited by you."

After the ceremony, Green turned to a map spread on the round table. The Duke of Metz stepped aside and said, "Let's look at it together."

He stroked his triangular beard and said, "This is the map of Stormland."

Green came to the table and looked down. The map was more detailed than the one he had, especially... the terrain near Storm's End.

After a pause, Green said: "Duke Metz, if this map is used in war, it will be a sharp sword."

A trace of pride appeared on Duke Metz's fat face, and he said: "This may be one of my biggest gains in King's Landing."

After his words fell, Green's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly "smelled" Lannister's scent.

Green's eyes did not linger on the map: "Congratulations, this is something whose value cannot be measured by a golden dragon."

The Duke of Metz touched his beard, laughed loudly, and said: "Fortunately, I got it, otherwise..."

His tone changed, and there was a hint of anger in his voice: "I don't like Ser Kevan of the Lannister family."

Green pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "It seems...Sir Kevan has left a bad impression on you."

After the Duke of Mace sat down, he first motioned to the waiter to pour wine, and then said: "Although Tyrell and Lannister are allies, they ask for too much, and Sir Kevan is very greedy."

Green also sat down on the wooden chair beside him. He took a sip of wine and said, "Duke Metz, your generosity is known throughout the seven countries. If allowed, can I listen to Sir Kevan's excessive request?" ?”