The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The Red Keep, Maegor's Tower.

After listening to Lancel's trepidation, Cersei, who was standing in front of the window sill, glanced at Lancel with contempt in her eyes: "Poor Lancel, are you scared?"

Lancel's voice was still trembling: "I'm sorry, Cousin Cersei, I found Baron Green myself. After all, I was the first to propose the execution of those who spread rumors at the stewards' meeting..."

"But...but, it's not that I haven't seen beheadings before, it's just that I haven't seen so many beheadings once!"

"There were hundreds of people. When Baron Green waved his hand, heads began to roll in and the ground turned red!"

"I...I don't even know how I got back to the Red Keep."

Cersei listened silently, the blush on her cheeks deepening, and her chest and abdomen could not help but rise and fall again and again.

Holding back the warmth, Cersei lowered her voice and said, "I really saw the right person."

Green's decisive execution made Cersei experience a different kind of pleasure, which seemed to exceed the pleasure that she could enjoy physically.

Cersei's delicate body hidden in her long skirt moved: "Where is Robert now?"

"I heard they went hunting again."

"Where is James?"

"At this time, James should be teaching His Highness Joffrey swordsmanship."

[Joffrey, full name Joffrey Baratheon, Cersei’s eldest son]

"Go down and play with Joffrey instead of James. Ask James to come to me right away."

"Okay, okay."

After saying that, Lancel seemed to notice something strange about Cersei, and looked at Cersei worriedly, but hesitated to speak.

Seeing that Lancel was still standing there, Cersei took a deep breath to calm down, and shouted softly: "Why don't you go quickly?!"

Lancel was so frightened by Cersei's voice that his body trembled, and he hurriedly bowed and left.

After Lancel left, Cersei moved slightly unnaturally and sat on the chair.

Cersei untied the hair tie, and her long golden hair suddenly fell down along her shoulders and collarbone.

Flicking the ends of her hair with her fingertips, Cersei lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covering up the twinkling eyes underneath.

Cersei curled her lips, savoring the strange and short-lived pleasure she had never experienced before.

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Red Fort, gardens.

Lancel Lannister felt that today was his unluckiest day.

Originally, he went to watch Greene execute criminals with great interest, but he was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he finally returned to the Red Keep.

He endured the discomfort and reported to Her Highness Cersei responsibly as soon as possible, but in the end he was driven away by Cersei for no reason.

Now... Lancel was holding a big apple on his head, facing Joffrey who was taking aim with a crossbow.

When Jaime was teaching swordsmanship, Joffrey Baratheon was humble and studious, worthy of his status as a prince.

Jaime was called away, and Lancel took Jaime's place in a relaxed mood and continued to teach Joffrey the swordsmanship.

Joffrey Baratheon is the heir to the Iron Throne, and Lancel feels it is necessary to establish a personal relationship with Joffrey in advance, which will help his future career.

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Lancel didn't want to appear in front of others, especially if this person was the heir to the Iron Throne, and he didn't want to leave the impression that he was cowardly, but his legs were disobedient and he was trembling involuntarily.

Thirteen-year-old Joffrey Baratheon has bright blond hair, fair skin, and is very handsome.

Joffrey raised his crossbow and took aim, curling his lips and saying, "Lancel, if you move around again, I can't guarantee you can shoot accurately."

Lancel shook even more.

Joffrey suddenly said angrily: "Dog, my dog, find a way to stop this coward from moving around!"

The giant man who stood motionless with his sword moved after hearing Joffrey's order and strode towards Lancel.

This man has sharp cheekbones, thick eyebrows and gray eyes. The right half of his face is covered with large distorted scars. He is very tall and wears a smoky gray battle armor with an olive green cape.

His name is Sandor Clegane, and he is the bodyguard assigned to Prince Joffrey by the Lannister family.

Lancel looked at Sandor Clegane in horror as he stepped closer to him.

"what are you doing!"

Hearing the voice of the person coming, Lancel's legs softened, and he finally couldn't help but fell to the ground, and he almost peed.

Tyrion walked over quickly with an angry look on his face.

Joffrey put down his crossbow with disgust on his face: "What are you doing here?"

Joffrey's expression at this time was exactly the same as Cersei's.

Tyrion approached Joffrey: "My prince nephew, shouldn't you say hello to your uncle first?"

Joffrey said angrily: "You disturbed my game! Why should I say hello to you!"

Tyrion softened his tone: "Joffrey, Lancel is also a Lannister. He is your relative and helper. You should not treat him like this."

Joffrey pouted.

Tyrion stared at Joffrey, who looked disdainful, and continued: "What you have in your hand is not a toy, it is a murder weapon. Lancel may be accidentally killed by you. Have you thought about the consequences? This is not the right way to go." It’s something that can be resolved with an apology.”

Joffrey didn't want to hear any more: "That's enough. I didn't kill Lancel. Isn't he fine now? I don't want to listen to your lesson. I am the heir to the Iron Throne. I can do whatever I want. Get out!"

With a snap, Tyrion jumped and slapped Joffrey.

Joffrey covered his face with his hands: "How dare you hit me, I'm going to tell mother!"

There was another snap, and Tyrion slapped Joffrey again.

Joffrey cried out in pain and shed tears.

"Okay, go and tell my kind sister what his lovely son did just now!"

Tyrion's eyes opened wide and he said solemnly: "Now, I ask you to apologize to Lancel immediately and promise that you will never play games with human life again."

Joffrey shouted: "Dog, get over here and beat him!"

Sandor Clegane walked behind Joffrey silently, holding his long legs, but made no other movements.

"you you you!"

Joffrey first kicked the tall Sandor Clegane, then pointed at Tyrion and said, "You, wait for me, I won't let you go!"

Tyrion raised his hand in a gesture, and Joffrey ducked back with a scream.

Tyrion looked at Joffrey who was crying and running away in embarrassment and sighed helplessly.

Tyrion stretched out his hand to help Lancel stand up.

"Thanks, thanks, Cousin Tyrion, I'm so frightened, it's been such a bad day."

Tyrion grinned and said: "You are very good. At least you didn't pee. I would have peed earlier."

Lancel looked bitter: "I still have to thank you for your rescue...but, Joffrey is a prince after all, is it okay to beat him?"

Tyrion shrugged: "It doesn't matter, Cersei doesn't like me to begin with. Whether I beat Joffrey or not, Cersei's deep love for me will not change. I'm just sorry that Joffrey can't teach her well."

Lancel was still worried: "I mean, Joffrey is the heir to the Iron Throne, will he make things difficult for you in the future?"

"Aha, King Robert will only thank me for helping him educate his children. As for the future... When our dear nephew inherits the Iron Throne, I will hide in Casterly Rock and not come out. There is nothing he can do to me. "

Really, Lancel nodded in agreement, finally letting go of what he had been worrying about.