The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"Cersei."

…until the arrival of another woman…

...she is younger than you...

...She is more beautiful than you...

…She will take away everything you hold dear…

…when you are drowned in tears…your brothers will grab you by the throat…take your…

"Cersei?" Ser Jaime called again.

James' voice finally brought Queen Cersei back to her senses. She blinked, turned around, and said coldly: "I'm fine."

Sir Jaime spread his hands and looked at Cersei's back with a helpless expression.

After a pause, the hem of her skirt swirled, Queen Cersei turned to Sir Jaime, her eyes were slightly red: "Jayme, do you really love me?"

After her words fell, Sir Jaime was stunned and said, "Cersei, you know, I only love you."

Queen Cersei took a step towards Sir Jaime: "You promised me that you would be my sword, but you just rejected me."

Sir James reached out and grabbed Queen Cersei's shoulders, looked at each other for a while, and sighed: "Cersei, you may not like Margaery, you may even hate her, but you cannot hurt her, she is your son's Future wife, they are already engaged, and the golden rose..."

Queen Cersei interrupted angrily: "I don't want to hear your reasons. I'm asking you, why did you refuse my order? Is your so-called love ridiculous?"

She threw away Sir James's hand angrily and said again: "What do I see? You are defending another woman in front of me!"

As she became more and more angry, Queen Cersei raised a hand, but was grabbed by Ser Jaime.

"Cersei." Jaime's voice was filled with anger.

"Let me go!" Queen Cersei's other hand was also held by Ser Jaime.

Sir Jaime couldn't help his chest rising. He softened his tone and said, "Cersei, this is King's Landing. This is a game of power, not a game of murder."

Queen Cersei mocked: "Do you also know what power is?"

"let me go!"

When Ser Jaime let go of Queen Cersei's hands, she continued: "Power comes with a sword in hand. A white knight who disobeys orders."

Queen Cersei's long eyelashes shone with crystal tears: "Why does your good brother dare to put me under house arrest? Why does your good father treat me as a stallion? Because you are not in King's Landing, I don't have a sword in my hand. You are finally back Now, I’ve finally waited for you, but what are you doing? What difference does it make to me whether you’re here or not?!”

Sir Jaime sighed secretly and said, "Cersei, think about the consequences. I rejected you to prevent you from being hurt."

Queen Cersei gently wiped the corners of her eyes and still mocked: "You are a coward, Jaime."

Sir James said helplessly: "Cersei, you have no need or reason to kill her. You and her..."

She will take away everything you cherish... Queen Cersei suddenly looked directly at him and said: "What if Margaery becomes my enemy?"

Hearing this, Sir Jaime was stunned for a moment before replying: "No one can hurt you, I promise, Cersei."

Queen Cersei took the initiative and threw herself into his arms. Ser Jaime breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and hugged her.

hiss.

As Cersei moved her slender fingers up and down, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The two separated. Queen Cersei straightened her clothes, glanced sideways at James, curled her lips, and said, "Go over and take a look."

The room was opened, and Osney Kettleblack saw Sir James. He subconsciously tilted his head slightly and glanced quickly inside.

Seeing Sir Osney's little movement, Sir Jaime couldn't help but frown slightly. He stared at the person in front of him silently.

Sir Osney bowed.

He didn't wear armor, and just put on a red guard robe of the Lannister family, so... when James saluted, he saw his dark and lush chest hair.

"Sir James, Lord Kevan sent someone to find you. He said Lord Kevan is waiting for you at White Sword Tower."

The golden hair and the black hair are entangled with each other...the black hair...For some reason, Sir James suddenly remembered Green's riddle.

He nodded and said, "Thank you, Kate Black."

After closing the door, Queen Cersei's voice came over: "Jaime, what is it?"

Black Hair... Sir Jaime shrugged and said, "Uncle Kevan is looking for me."

At this time, Queen Cersei was sitting on a large wooden chair. She was barefoot, supporting her chin with one hand, and holding a wine glass in the other hand, with a seductive posture.

"Kevan?"

Sir James spread his hands: "He is already waiting for me. I have to go now."

After saying that, he sighed regretfully.

Queen Cersei looked James up and down, curled her lips and said, "White Knight, don't delay your night guard duties."

"As you command, my queen."

The White Sword Tower is very narrow, leaning against the wall of the Red Fort, overlooking the bay. It is divided into four floors: the ground floor is the conference room of the Kingsguard, the second and third floors are the rooms where the six brothers of the Kingsguard live, and the top floor is the exclusive floor for the captain of the Kingsguard.

Sir James had lived on the second floor for eighteen years, and it was only the day before yesterday that he moved his things to the top floor.

The meeting room of the Kingsguard is a circular room. White woolen tapestry covers the walls, and a white shield and two crossed white swords hang above the fireplace.

The conference table in the room was made of ancient weirwood, as gray as bone, carved into the shape of three horses supporting a giant shield. According to tradition, the Captain of the Kingsguard sits behind his shield, while the six brothers of the Kingsguard sit on either side of three horses.

Standing at the door, Sir Jaime spotted Uncle Kevan standing at the table, looking down at the open Book of White.

The official name of the "White Code" is "The Book of White Knights". It preserves the entire history of the Kingsguard. Each knight who joins the Iron Guard has a page in the book to record the name, surname and deeds.

"The White Code" is extremely large. It is two feet long, one and a half feet wide, and more than a thousand pages thick. Gold hinges and silk thread bind the white vellum paper and the bleached leather cover together. On the upper left of each page is the coat of arms used by the owner of the page before joining the Kingsguard, and on the lower right is the same Kingsguard emblem - an empty and pure snow-white shield. The monks of the Great Sept of Baelor are responsible for drawing the coat of arms, and the writing is the responsibility of the Captain of the Iron Guard.

Step, step, step, Sir James walked over.

"uncle."

As he got closer, Ser Jaime realized that the page Ser Kevan had turned was his record.

Ser Kevan glanced at Jaime and read, his voice low and rhythmic: "Ser Jaime of House Lannister, the eldest son of Lord Tywin Lannister and Lady Joanna of Casterly Rock. As a boy, he served as squire to Lord Sumner Craher, and followed him to eliminate the Kingswood Brotherhood.

At the age of fifteen, he was personally knighted by Sir Arthur Dayne of the Kingsguard for his bravery in battle. In the same year, he was elected to the Kingsguard by King Aerys II Targaryen.

During the fall of King's Landing, he killed King Aerys Targaryen II under the Iron Throne, earning him the nickname "Kingslayer". Later, he was pardoned by King Robert Baratheon I.

After King Robert's coronation ceremony, he was honored to serve as an honorary guard, escorting Lady Cersei of the Lannister family to King's Landing to marry King Robert, and won the championship in the tourney held to celebrate the wedding. "

After reading Sir Jaime's brief story, Sir Kevan paused, and he said as if with emotion: "From the records, the fearless Ser Barristan really doesn't like you."

James shrugged at first, sat casually on the old black oak chair, and said with a smile: "He couldn't let go of the feats of the Kingslayer..."

Sir Kevan stared at his nephew for a while with his hands behind his back, and said, "James, maybe... you should take the initiative to take off your white robe at that time."

Ser Jaime spread his hands and said: "Uncle, the Kingsguard has sworn to serve until death."

Sir Kevan came to James. He seemed like a kind uncle... but now he felt a sense of majesty and oppression.

"James, the person you want to serve for life is Aerys II, but he is already dead."

"Robert..." Ser Jaime stopped talking, and the king died.

"If you don't want to speak up, we can ask King Joffrey to expel you from the Kingsguard, just like Ser Barristan did."

Sir James frowned and said, "Uncle Kevan, did father send you here? I think I have told him..."

Sir Kevan interrupted: "I guessed it. He didn't know that I came to you. If Lord Tywin takes action..."

After a pause, he continued: "Maybe he doesn't want to make it...unpleasant."

After a moment of silence, Sir James asked: "Uncle, what did you guess?"

Sir Kevan said coldly: "A family heir who shoulders the family's mission abandoned his family and his father who loved him deeply for his own selfish desires."

Sir Jaime closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Uncle Kevan, I am the Kingsguard, and this is my mission."

Hearing his nephew's answer, Sir Kevan's chest and abdomen slowly rose and fell. He couldn't hide the disappointed look on his face and sighed: "I know."

Before he left, he stretched out his big hand and squeezed Sir James's strong shoulders, saying: "Protect your brother."

Tyrion? Jaime wanted to ask, but Ser Kevan ignored him.

Quiet.

Ser Jaime sat alone in the white Kingsguard meeting room. He missed the boy he once was. At that time, everyone around him was like a newly made sword, sharp and bright. At that time, the world was so simple.

With his brothers in the Kingsguard all in their graves (ignoring Barristan), was his life a dream?

Dusk comes and the shadows grow longer.

Ser Jaime lit a candle, sat in front of the White Book, picked up a quill, and began to write on his own page, under Ser Barristan's handwriting: The Battle of the Riverlands. During this period, he was defeated by Robb Stark in the Whispering Forest and was later captured in Riverrun. Later, he escaped from Riverrun with the help of Tyrion Lannister and Ser Adam Malbrandt. On the way back, he was once again surrounded by the pursuing Robb Stark, and was rescued by Lord Greene. Finally, under the protection of Lord Greene, he returned to King's Landing safely.

After he finished writing, there was still three-quarters of a blank space between the roaring lion emblem in the upper left corner and the pure white emblem in the lower right corner.

The history of Jaime Lannister was begun by Ser Gerold Hightower (Captain of the Kingsguard to Aerys II), continued by Ser Barristan, and now it is his turn to take charge.

Ser Jaime threw away his quill, and from now on he wrote his own paths.