The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"Spread your legs, for the dwarfs!"

"I handed in seven copper coins last night!"

"Haha, I also have to hand over seven copper coins tonight!"

"The gnomes will kiss your shoes gratefully, haha!"

“I’ve covered all the ‘dwarf’s coins’ tonight!!”

When passing through the secret passage, Green vaguely heard the noise coming from the hall.

Shataya silently led the way. Under her thin white silk dress, her graceful body curves swayed gently as she walked.

At the same time, every step she took was mixed with subtle tremors, and she was trying her best to hide the fear in her heart.

After walking for a while, they appeared in the hut where they met for the first time tonight.

"Lord Green."

Seeing the lord's figure appear, Jeffrey, who was guarding the surroundings, quickly came over to greet him.

Green tapped his chin, then turned his head to look at Shataya who was standing respectfully aside. When she noticed his gaze moving towards her, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Raising one hand, Green grabbed Shataya's shoulder, and moved his fingers. The touch was smooth and soft, and her body trembled involuntarily again.

Withdrawing his hand, Green's gentle voice sounded: "I will protect you, including the children you want to protect, Shattaya."

Upon hearing this, Shataya immediately bowed deeply: "I will always be yours, Lord Green."

"very good."

Green added: "I'll leave the rest to you, Layton."

After saying that, he left the secret hut surrounded by several clan soldiers.

Late at night, the Crabb mansion in Gou Lane was immersed in silence.

In front of the warm fireplace, Bronn's body slowly leaned forward. Just when he was about to slide off the chair, he suddenly woke up, and then his breathing became rapid and heavy, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

"You're awake, Jazz."

Hearing the sound, Bronn's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he discovered Duke Green sitting at the other end of the fireplace.

He couldn't help but touch the swollen cheek on one side, and... the rude woman standing behind Green who looked more manly than him.

A flattering smile soon appeared on Sir Bronn's face: "Master Duke, you are so soon... no, I mean... you are back?"

Green shook his head slightly: "The Prince of Dorne and I are strangers. Unnecessary meetings should be avoided during the peace talks, not to mention it is still a women's branch."

Sir Bronn nodded and said flatteringly: "Yes, he has to go to the Women's Branch as soon as he arrives in King's Landing. In fact... Lord Tyrion is also in a dilemma."

He seemed very resentful: "The Dornish people know less etiquette than me, a mercenary."

Green just smiled and changed the subject directly: "Sir, I heard that Miss Loris Stokeworth (the second daughter of Countess Stokeworth) is pregnant with your child?"

When Bronn was stunned, Green motioned to Brienne to get the wine.

After a short while, Sir Bronn said tentatively: "Actually... this was the order of the former Prime Minister (Chapter 208). I was a little mercenary at the time, Lord Duke."

At this time, Brienne put down the wine glass on the small round table next to Bronn. He touched his red and swollen cheek again and grinned: "Miss Knight, next time you can directly order me to faint. I will be happy to obey."

Brienne just glanced at the wretched-looking Bronn expressionlessly, then returned behind Green.

Green swung the wine glass in his hand and said, "Do you love her? Or will you love the child she gave birth to?"

"certainly."

Sir Bronn's eyes rolled slightly, and he added: "But Loris's mother... Countess Tanda is not very satisfied with my background as a mercenary, and Countess Tanda and I have an issue with the name of the child... There are quite a few contradictions.”

Green raised his glass and said, "Please continue."

Sir Bronn took a sip of wine and said: "According to Countess Tanda... Loris is pregnant with a boy, and she wants to name him Tywin, Tywin Stokeworth."

Green's eyebrows raised slightly, and Sir Bronn continued: "And I want my son to be called..."

After a pause, he grinned: "Tyrion, Tyrion Stokeworth."

After hearing this, Green raised his face and smiled: "Ser, I think Tyrion will be very pleased."

Ser Bronn smiled and said, "Lord Tyrion is a generous employer."

Green stared at Bronn until the smile of the person opposite him became unnatural, then he slowly said: "Sir Bronn, as a former mercenary, you should know that everything has a price."

He leaned back in his chair: "Do you want to become a lord, Blackwater Knight?"

After the words fell, Sir Bronn was startled. He put down his wine glass and knelt in front of Green: "Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness. It is a great honor for me to serve you."

The next day, early morning.

The woman's sudden high-pitched exclamation woke Tyrion up. He first looked around in confusion, and then looked at the dagger in his hand with his heavy head. He had not yet regained consciousness.

"You, it's you, you killed my Oberyn!"

Tyrion was still looking at the source of the woman's roar in confusion, and the figure in his sight gradually became clearer. Isn't this Prince Oberyn's charming mistress?

And... what killing... The woman's scream accelerated Tyrion's awakening speed. Before he could react, there was a clang and the door was almost smashed open.

The Lannister guards and Martell guards who were guarding the door of the room poured in one after another. Tyrion, who had not yet fully recovered, stared at these rash guys in a daze.

After a period of eerie silence, a man in red robe murmured: "Lord Tyrion, you...you..."

Tyrion followed the man's gaze and lowered his eyes. This is... the "Snake" sword? Did he sleep with it?

Then, he suddenly remembered that the blade of the dagger was coated with poison, and he was so frightened that he threw away the "poisonous snake" in his hand.

Tyrion heard the mistress yelling in pain: "Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

During the chaos, Tyrion woke up completely. He found Prince Oberyn lying in a dark red stain of dried blood... dead? !

The Lannister red robes present stopped the angry Dornish people, and Tyrion was taken back to the Red Keep by the subsequent red robes and gold robes.

The news spread quickly, and the Dornish servants who accompanied Prince Oberyn to King's Landing gathered in the Red Keep. In their burning anger, Lord Tywin imprisoned his dwarf son in the dungeons of the Red Keep and promised to follow the instructions. The laws of the Kingdom judge justly.

But... outside the gate of the Red Keep, more and more angry Dornish people gathered, and the golden robes guarding the gate were nervously guarding against this "volcano" that seemed to be about to erupt.

Prime Minister's Tower.

The snow-white cloak fluttered with Sir James' almost trotting pace. He paused briefly in front of the study door and then pushed the door open directly.

"Jaime." Duke Tywin stood in front of the wall hanging the map of the Seven Kingdoms with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Sir Jaime and called out in a calm tone.

Duke Tywin's voice invisibly soothed James' anxious heart at the moment. After he got closer, he stroked his chest and said, "Father."

Glancing at his eldest son again, Duke Tywin continued to stare at the map on the wall and said: "Kevan is appeasing the Dornish people in King's Landing. I have handed over the investigation task to Sir Adam (Commander-in-Chief Cash Robe) and Pycelle." "Bachelor."

investigation? !

Sir Jaime's voice had a hint of urgency: "Father, the Seven Kingdoms all know that Oberyn Martell is an outstanding warrior. He is also good at using poisonous red vipers. Tyrion can't even hold a sword steadily. He How could he kill such a powerful person? He must be innocent."

"Speculations cannot be regarded as facts..."

Lord Tywin turned to his eldest son and continued: "The guards told me that they saw together in that room: the dead Prince Oberyn, Tyrion holding a bloody weapon, and the screaming black-haired woman. Jaime , This is the fact witnessed by many people.”

Sir James thought he had found an important suspicion, and he immediately asked his father: "A black-haired woman?"

Lord Tywin pursed his lips, paused, and replied: "She is the mistress brought by Prince Oberyn from Dorne."

Sir James opened his mouth and murmured in surprise: "My mistress..."

Seeing the uneasiness on James' face, Duke Tywin frowned and said, "Sir Adam and Maester Pycelle will bring back the specific investigation results soon. I will send someone to tell you. You go back and wait."

"if……"

After hesitating several times, Sir Jaime finally said: "Father, if Adam and the others find the real murderer, what will you do with Tyrion?"

Duke Tywin said calmly: "Under the witness of the gods, Tyrion will receive a fair trial."

After a moment of silence, Sir Jaime clenched his fist and said, "Father, do you really believe that Tyrion killed Prince Oberyn? Moreover, he had no reason to do such a thing, he must be innocent! "

Lord Tywin's voice was slightly cold: "He will get a fair trial."

Sir James noticed Lord Tywin's anger, but thinking of his younger brother, he chose to continue persuading: "Father, Tyrion is your son, we should..."

Lord Tywin suddenly interrupted loudly: "I have no son!"

His chest rose and fell slowly, he turned around and said coldly: "Please go and perform your duties, white knight."

…………

The Picture Table Hall at Dragonstone Castle.

After receiving the news of the death of the King of the Iron Islands, Stannis Baratheon, who had become obviously older, looked up from the map table and asked, "Is the news reliable?"

Davos Seaworth glanced at everyone with excited expressions on their faces and said: "King Stannis, I can be sure. This morning, Salladhor Saan (pirate and mercenary captain from Lys, Davos His friend (Chapter 203) also brought the same news, Balon Greyjoy did fall from the bridge and died in a heavy rainstorm."

As he spoke, he glanced at Melisandre wrapped in red gauze. He seemed to smell the smell of burning blood again and heard the sound of leeches hissing in the hot brazier (Chapter 268).

As soon as the Onion Knight finished speaking, Ser Axel Florent (Uncle of Stannis's wife, Acting Lord of Dragonstone, Chapter 266) said excitedly: "The Lord of Light has taken action, this is the wrath of the true god! "

Queen Celis Florent chanted devoutly: "Praise to the great Lord of Light!"

Stannis lowered his eyes and looked at his hands and said, "Do the Lord of Light's hands have age spots? Will they tremble?"

His teeth chattered, and he looked at Melisandre and said, "It sounds like this was an accident, not the power of the Lord of Light."

"Thunder, rain, wind, bridges, everything on earth..."

Melisandre's steps were light, and the big ruby ​​around her neck shone red. She continued as she walked: "They are all tools chosen by the Lord of Light. No one can stop the will of the true God."

Queen Selyse echoed loudly: "No one can stop the will of the true God!"

Stannis' teeth chattered again, he glanced at Queen Selyse and said coldly: "Quiet, woman, you are not praying before the night fire."

He stared at the location of the Iron Islands on the map table, and continued: "Greyjoy has many branches, and sooner or later they will be defeated by the Lannister one by one..."

He looked away: "Davos, I want you to send the fastest ship to carry my envoy to the Iron Islands to announce my pardon."

Hearing this, Davos looked at Stannis who was gritting his teeth. His "god"... was hating his own words at this moment.

Stannis continued: "If they repent of their treason and swear allegiance to the true king, I will... forgive them completely. If those little squids don't want to be eaten by the lions, they have no choice but to... …”

"They won't."

Melisandre came closer, her tone soft: "I'm sorry, Lord Stannis, but this is not the end of the matter. The Iron Islands will soon have two crowns."

Stannis's voice was like winter: "Two crowns? Two usurpers will appear in the Iron Islands?"

Melisandre nodded slightly: "Yes, I foresaw it in the Holy Fire."

"There are no lies in the Holy Fire."

Queen Selyse came to Stannis's side and continued earnestly: "The Lord of Light has sent Melisandre to guide you to the pinnacle of glory. Please listen to her advice, I beg you."

Stannis's teeth creaked and he paused. He said coldly: "In my opinion, the so-called prophecies and intentions are lies plus lies! Even if there is truth in the flame, it is also full of traps."

Melisandre reached out a hand and put it on Stannis's arm, as if to soothe his anger.

Her hoarse and deep voice sounded: "Ants cannot understand human language, and all humans are ants in front of the true God, the King of Light. I sometimes regard warnings as prophecies, or prophecies as warnings, but the fault lies in my interpretation. Not gods. But..."

There seemed to be fire burning in her eyes: "One thing I am sure of is that your envoy and pardon will not be of much use. Your Majesty, you must let the Seven Kingdoms see the flame, a flame that proves the strength of a true king."

"Show me my strength?"

Stannis snorted coldly: "Are you referring to the few hundred soldiers I left at Storm's End, or the less than 2,000 remaining soldiers on Dragonstone? Or the pirates of Salladhor Saan as the main force? Royal fleet?"

Queen Selyse spoke up: "Your Majesty, your army is more than Aegon's three hundred years ago. Compared with him, all you lack is dragons."