The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

There was a slight smile on Little Rose's eyebrows: "This may be a good suggestion. I will respect His Majesty the King's order, Duke Green."

Green nodded slightly and said: "The king has the final say."

Joffrey looked at Ser Dontos who was kneeling below for a while. He pinched his chin and said, "It seems that you don't deserve to die cleanly today."

As if to make up for the "impulse" just now, he specifically pointed to Margaery beside him and said: "Did you hear what my fiancée said? It was her kindness that saved your life."

He announced loudly: "Dontos, from today on, you are my new jester. You can change into a clown costume and sleep with the moon boy."

Sir Dontos had just passed by the stranger. At this time, he was sober from wine. He said sincerely: "Thank you for your forgiveness, your majesty."

He moved his knees and said to Margery on the high platform: "Thank you, kind lady."

Joffrey waved his hands impatiently, and two gold-robed guards immediately took Sir Dontos down.

After a while, the royal steward came to the high platform: "Your Majesty the King, do you want me to summon a new opponent to fight Sir Ange, or do you want me to replace the next group of people?"

"No need at all."

Joffrey moved in his seat unhappily and said: "These people are terrible. If today is not a day of celebration, I will execute them all."

Frowning tightly, he ordered the imperial steward: "The martial arts competition is over now, let them all get out of my sight."

"As you command, my king."

The chamberlain bowed and was about to leave, but Tommen said unwillingly: "Joffrey, I haven't beaten him yet!"

Joffrey glanced at his brother with disdain: "I'm not interested in watching you fight the scarecrow. Let's talk about it another day."

The chubby Tommen raised his childish voice: "But I want to play, and my mother has agreed!"

The little lady Myrcella, who had been sitting quietly, also echoed: "Brother, mother indeed agreed."

Joffrey looked very impatient, and Margaery whispered: "My king, do you want to take me to see Her Majesty the Queen Mother?"

Hearing Margaery's words, Joffrey looked a little better. He deliberately imitated his brother's tone and said: "Mom agreed..."

His tone became contemptuous again: "What a child."

Hearing Joffrey's taunt, the corners of Tommen's eyes suddenly turned red, and Princess Myrcella immediately said: "Brother, we are just children."

Margaery held Joffrey's arm and chuckled: "My king, I like your sister and brother so much."

"Childish sister and brother."

Joffrey waved his hand and said to Sandor: "Dog, I'll leave it to you to make arrangements for Tommen to play with the scarecrow."

Seeing that his brother finally agreed, Tommen said "Oh" happily, swung his fat feet and ran away to prepare the armor.

Joffrey was unwilling to sit down and watch Tommen's juggling again.

Green glanced at Margaery, caressed his chest towards Joffrey and said, "Your Majesty, please leave this to me. I am His Highness Tommen's swordsmanship teacher, and I want to see the results of my teaching."

"very good."

Joffrey pursed his lips, raised his chin, and said, "Duke Green, you will play with my brother."

When he looked sideways at his fiancée, he put on an elegant smile: "Miss Margaery, please allow me... to show you my weapons arsenal, where you can appreciate my father's many trophies."

After speaking, he raised his head.

Margaery bowed lightly: "It's an honor. Your father's bravery is known to all the seven kingdoms, my majesty."

Green: "…………"

Joffrey is going to take Little Rose to admire the shining weapons? Also...it's not impossible.

Green looked away, recalling the scenes between him and Dany in his mind. It seemed that the romance between the two of them was a little monotonous, and in the future... it would become richer.

Keeping this in mind, he moved his gaze towards the competition field.

Several goldcloaks set up a spear target at the other end of the jousting ring and saddled Tommen's pony.

Tommen's opponent was a child-sized leather warrior with a wolf's hood stuffed with straw, standing on a rotating axis, holding a shield in one hand and a cloth-padded mace in the other.

With the help of the waiter, Tommen had put on the ornately carved silver-red armor and the lion helmet with a large bunch of red feathers on the top. With the help of the waiter, Tommen clumsily climbed onto the saddle.

After sitting firmly, Tommen raised his small sword high and shouted in a childish voice: "Long live Casterly Rock!"

Casterly Rock? Green's eyebrows raised slightly, and he had to admit... In some ways, Cersei Lannister's teaching of her children was successful.

Tommen Baratheon's little fat legs gripped the horse's belly, and the pony ran across the hard mud toward the spear target.

As the horse passed the scarecrow, Tommen bravely swung his sword and hit the wolf's head firmly on the target.

Immediately, the spectators on the viewing platform cheered for Tommen.

"Duke Greene, Tommen is awesome!" Princess Myrcella couldn't help but praise.

Green seemed to have remembered something. He smiled and said, "Princess Myrcella, it is easy for our Tommen warrior to be praised by others..."

Before he could finish his words, Tommen's little dagger struck hard against the spear target's shield when the ponies on the field passed the scarecrow again.

Then the target swung around, its cloth-padded mace coming back and striking Tommen in the back of the head, sending him crashing to the dirt.

Princess Myrcella covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Oh, gods!"

Tommen was quickly helped up by the attendants who arrived. The armor protected his body well. After taking off his helmet, he smiled shyly in the direction of the high platform.

Tommen was carried away, and the small tourney organized by Queen Cersei for King Joffrey was also declared over.

When Green and Princess Myrcella left, they saw Sir Unguy who couldn't hide his sorrow.

"Your Royal Highness, Lord Green."

In order to perform well today, Ange took a bath with the horse early in the morning and shaved his face cleanly, but he didn't expect... Because he met an alcoholic opponent, he didn't even have a chance to compete.

Green reached out and patted Angei's arm and said, "There will be many opportunities in the future."

He added: "You go to Gouxiang and let Leiden come to Megta to meet me."

After Ange left, Princess Myrcella said as she walked: "Duke Greene, I heard... When Miss Tyrell entered the city, Uncle Tyrion greeted the Prince of Dorne at the Blackwater River dock."

Green gestured to Brienne and Monton who were following behind. The blue robes guarding them slowed down and gradually distanced themselves.

Several maids following Princess Myrcella also retreated at her signal.

"The Red Castle can have some secrets, Princess Messiah."

"Thank you for your teaching, Duke Green."

"This is just some of my experience. Maybe you can take it as my little suggestion?"

Myrcella's eyes curved into crescent moons. She nodded slightly and said, "I will keep it in my heart."

Green smiled and said: "Princess Myrcella, did you mention the Dornish people just now because you heard some news?"

"I do not know how to put it……"

As she spoke, Princess Myrcella paused and continued: "Recently... I feel inexplicably uneasy..."

Her clear green eyes moved to Green: "When I heard that Uncle Tyrion went to greet the Prince of Dorne today, this feeling... deepened..."

After hearing what she said, Green pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be because... we once discussed the marriage with the Dornish people?"

Princess Myrcella paused, looked up at Green, and said: "I really hope it's because of the marriage, so... I will at least feel at ease."

Green lowered his figure, looked at her levelly, and said, "So, what are you worried about, Princess Myrcella?"

"me……"

When Princess Myrcella still looked hesitant, Sir James's voice came from not far away: "Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty the Duke."

Seeing Green rubbing his head with a headache, Myrcella couldn't help but chuckle.

James' footsteps approached. Green spread his hands and said, "Princess Myrcella, I have to admit...I really don't like this knight sometimes."

The dark-faced Sir James stood in front of them. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I deeply apologize for not pleasing you."

Green shrugged: "Occasionally."

The little lady Myrcella laughed loudly again, and she gave a gentle salute: "Good day, Uncle James."

Sir Jaime's dark face immediately dissipated, a gentle smile appeared, and he said: "Myrcella, Cersei is waiting for you at the Tower of Meg."

Before leaving, Princess Myrcella suddenly said: "Duke Greene, I will tell you next time."

These words made Ser Jaime's face darken again.

Green looked at Sir James, with a hint of disgust in his voice: "Tell me, why are you looking for me, Sir?"

Sir James looked stubborn: "It's because Cersei is looking for Myrcella... I came here."

Green's eyes twitched slightly, asking the captain of the Kingsguard to run an errand? It is indeed possible for Cersei to do this, but it is impossible today.

He turned around impatiently: "Sir, see you at the banquet tonight."

Seeing that Green was about to leave, Sir James blurted out: "Wait...wait a minute, I just...have a little thing to do."

Green stopped, looked at the arrogant James in front of him, and said, "Sir, as expected, I..."

As he spoke, he paused and suddenly said: "Queen Cersei?"

Green looked at Sir Jaime calmly on the surface, but his thoughts were racing. Could it be that... Cersei and Margaery had a conflict so quickly?

He quickly dismissed this possibility. This was the Red Castle where the old lion lived, and the lioness would do it secretly even if she roared.

Moreover, he knew that the old lion had just warned his children that if something difficult had not happened, Jaime would not come to him for Cersei's matter.

Green's brown eyes trembled slightly unnoticeably, and the answer was——Tyrion and Cersei's matter.

The sun was dazzling, and Green frowned slightly. Tyrion was smart, so he shouldn't... Could it be because of the Dorne envoy?

Sir Jaime nodded slightly, and his words confirmed Green's guess: "Cersei received reliable information that Tyrion and Prince Oberyn mentioned the marriage of Myrcella."

Green said in surprise: "Is this considered reliable information? Sir Jaime, you should know very well that Tyrion would not choose to irritate Queen Cersei at this time."

Sir James sighed softly and said slowly: "After the Dorne envoys entered King's Landing, they rested in the place prepared by Lord Tywin for the Dorne envoys, while Prince Oberyn and Tyrion went directly to the tower. Shaya's female branch. It is said that Prince Oberyn first tested the marriage of Myrcella to Tyrion, and Tyrion's response was..."

Green raised his eyebrows: "What is it?"

Sir James shook his head helplessly and said: "Tyrion told Prince Oberyn that a marriage is possible, but the condition is that the Martell family must 'marry' a prince of suitable age to King's Landing."

Green raised his face and smiled, saying: "Well done..."

His pupils shrank: "It can't be...Did Oberyn agree to Tyrion's joke?"

The smile on Sir Jaime's face was bitter. He nodded and said, "Prince Oberyn agreed and said that he would make a formal marriage request to the Royal Council when he meets Lord Tywin."

Green rubbed his head and said: "While the hatred between Martell and Lannister has not yet been resolved, they gave Prince Martell to Prime Minister Tywin as a hostage that could be used to threaten them... Leon knows this very well, and with his clever mind, he can easily detect the anomalies. "

His eyes moved slightly: "What happened next?"

Sir James shrugged and said: "Tyrion recommended himself, saying that he was willing to 'marry' to Sunspear, and that he yearned for Dornish women...enthusiasm, etc., and then...Prince Oberyn laughed loudly. , and then...it was gone, the red viper closed the window."

"Close the window?"

Green looked up at the noon sun and said, "Sir Jaime, who brought the information to Queen Cersei?"

Sir Jaime hesitated for a moment and said helplessly: "The red robe that guards the women's branch has Cersei's ears hidden in it. I just found out about it."

Green's eyes trembled slightly: "This ear doesn't seem like a coincidence, Sir."

Sir Jaime opened his mouth and said: "Cersei...well...she doesn't like Tyrion very much...as you know. After returning to King's Landing, she has been arranging people to watch Tyrion's every move in secret. , the person responsible for this is Osney Kettleblack.”

His expression was a little complicated: "She deliberately hid it from me, and I just learned about all this."

Green comforted him perfunctorily at first: "Everyone knows that you love your brother."

Then, he said doubtfully: "Sir Jaime, with the protection of Prime Minister Tywin, even if Queen Cersei is very angry, she won't embarrass Tyrion too much, right?"

Sir Jaime sighed: "I'm worried that Cersei will do something irreversible impulsively. She has been a little... sensitive recently?"

Moving his lips, he could not say that Cersei hated Margaery Tyrell for some inexplicable reason. He understood her, and he had only temporarily suppressed the lioness's sharp teeth.

At the same time, just because he understands Cersei's character, he also knows that after a while, her attention will be distracted by other things, and at that time... she will abandon her original goal.

His judgment is that Cersei needs some time to dilute the inexplicable murderous intention, but he does not want to see Tyrion become another target of her "venting".

After hearing James' vague answer, Green did not pursue the question. He stepped forward and said, "Let's go over."

As he walked, he said: "Have you ever thought about letting your good brother move to a fresh and good place, Sir?"