The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The lion's roar suddenly came, making Joffrey shudder. His back pressed against the back of the chair, and he moved his lips and said: "Of course... the horse is fast."

Then he thought of what he looked like at this moment, his face suddenly turned red, and his hands were trembling, not only because of the fear that the old lion had brought to him, but also... the old lion had repeatedly embarrassed the king in front of everyone. resentment.

He looked at his fiancée with evasive eyes, and saw that Margaery looked frightened and pitiful, and did not notice his own embarrassment, which made him feel a little relieved.

At this time, under the table, one small hand was wrapped by another slender and strong hand. Margery, who was playing the role of a cowardly deer, turned her face slightly and blinked with her big eyes.

Green's eyebrows were slightly smiling, and he made a silent gesture to her: "Let's go."

Margery's eyes moved slightly, and then she tapped her chin. When Green's hand left, she paused and stretched her little hand slightly.

Cersei Lannister's voice sounded at this time: "Father, Joffrey is just joking with you, he is not serious..."

Hearing Cersei's defense, it seemed that Joffrey found a way to regain the king's majesty. He said angrily: "Mom, please be quiet. A smart woman should know how to shut up. I am the king and I know what to do." Do!"

Faced with her son's merciless accusations against her in front of everyone, the lioness's first reaction was not to roar, but to be aggrieved. Joffrey was so cute and cute before...she loved him so much...but now she was beaten because of it. To Margaery's confusion...

The witch seems to be whispering in Cersei's ear: She will take away everything you cherish...

Absolutely not!

On the surface, Cersei was stunned by Joffrey's sudden anger, but in her heart... her hatred for Margaery reached its peak at this moment.

James, who was about to get up, was stopped by a stern look from his father. He glanced at his daughter, whose eyes were slightly red, and said coldly: "Joffrey, a real king should know how to respect his mother, especially when there are so many people. before."

Joffrey would never admit this: "I don't, I respect my mother!"

"Father..." Cersei called cautiously.

The old lion snorted. He closed his eyes for a while and said, "Continue the previous topic."

As if he sensed that the old lion's anger had dissipated, Joffrey's chin lifted up again. He nodded and said, "Very good. When our conversation is over, I hope you will be the first to support my pro-government in advance."

After saying that, he sent his fiancée a showy look, and Margaery was slightly startled, then immediately responded with a fitting and appropriate smile.

Joffrey's small movements were all within Duke Tywin's sight, his chest rose and fell slowly, and he closed his eyes: "Since you know that horses can run faster than people..."

He opened his eyes: "Joffrey, tell me how you plan to catch up with the Northern Cavalry who are good at running."

Joffrey said strangely: "Isn't Ser Kevan summoning the free riders? I will take those riders myself..."

Lord Tywin interrupted coldly: "I'm sorry, those mercenaries are hired by Lannister, not you."

Hearing this, Joffrey was startled, and then he said angrily: "Okay, very good, I will hire another group of free riders myself."

Lord Tywin stared at him for a while and said: "Joffrey, are you ready to hire their golden dragon? There is not a single coin in the empty royal treasury."

Sandor Clegane, who had been standing still like a statue... reminded in a low voice: "The royal family still has debts of millions of gold dragons, king."

Joffrey turned and glared hard at the Hound.

After a pause, his eyes suddenly turned, and he quickly looked to the left side of the dining table, and the concern coming from there... gave him more of a feeling of ridicule.

They must be laughing at the King's joke!

Drunkness and anger allowed Joffrey to temporarily overcome the fear brought to him by the old lion. His face twisted: "After taking office, I will choose a capable prime minister. I will find someone who will not throw all the trouble to the king." Prime Minister.”

"Joffrey!" Cersei scolded her son directly in a rare move.

Lord Tywin pursed his lips into a tight line and stared motionlessly at his extremely stupid grandson.

Cersei turned to Duke Tywin: "Father, please forgive me, Joffrey is still young, he is drunk today..."

Joffrey roared: "Mom! I'm not drunk!"

"Joffrey!"

"That's enough, tonight's performance ends here." Lord Tywin glanced at Green, who was leaning on the back of his chair and taking a nap.

Seeing Duke Tywin announcing the end of the dinner, Joffrey was stunned and said eagerly: "This is the banquet I hosted!"

Duke Tywin ignored Joffrey. He grasped the armrests of the chair with both hands. When he was about to get up, Green, who had woken up at some point, suddenly said: "King Joffrey, have you ever thought about Baratheon's Iron?" The consequences of losing Prime Minister Tywin to the Throne?"

Joffrey seemed angry because of the betrayal: "Duke Green, you are the Warden of the East appointed by me personally!"

Green ignored Joffrey's anger and said slowly: "Robb Stark who points his sword at King's Landing, Brandon Tully who trains new recruits in Riverrun, who resists the ironborn invasion...well, Ai The war in Lord De's north has just ended. And Stannis Baratheon, who is still alive but still staring at the Iron Throne, has another Doran Martell, which I want to deal with a little bit. If not, they may rebel at any time.”

He glanced at Lady Margaery: "Actually, what I'm most worried about is the nearly 100,000 refugees in King's Landing."

He sighed softly: "King Joffrey, please forgive me, the Seven Kingdoms cannot do without Prime Minister Tywin."

Listening to Green talking about traitors one by one, Joffrey's expression changed, but when he heard the final reminder, his handsome face suddenly twisted: "You actually look down on your king?!"

Hearing this, Green couldn't help being stunned. He first looked at Queen Cersei, and then Duke Tywin. His clear eyes asked them: Does he have it?

After a pause, seeing Joffrey staring closely at him, Green had no choice but to speak: "If my words offend you, please allow me to explain. What I mean is... if I were the current Prime Minister. , I don’t have the confidence to shoulder the current Seven Kingdoms like Prime Minister Tywin, and the others..."

Before he finished speaking, he just shrugged.

After a short moment of silence, Joffrey turned to look behind him. The hound hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

With a contemptuous snort, Joffrey raised his head and said, "After I take charge, I will eliminate all those traitors one by one."

Duke Tywin retracted his gaze from Green, looked at Joffrey, and said, "How do you plan to destroy them?"

Lord Tywin's question made Joffrey breathe heavily due to excitement. One of the highlights of tonight's banquet was to announce to everyone the plan he had been planning for several days.

He raised his voice: "I will raise a royal army."

The wrinkles on Lord Tywin's forehead deepened and he confirmed: "Royal army?"

"Yes, royal troops."

With a cold snort, Joffrey continued: "Stark, Tully, Greyjoy, and my two uncles, Renly and Stannis, why can they rebel? That's because those lords have He has an army that is only loyal to himself.”

He glanced at the people present with a haughty expression: "The royal army I want to form will be composed of experienced soldiers, not peasants who have never even touched a spear. I will build an army that can sweep across the Seven Kingdoms, A powerful army loyal only to the royal family.”

He looked around at everyone: "How about it? As long as my plan is completed, there will never be any rebellion in my kingdom, and no one will dare to disobey the king's order."

After his words fell, the table fell silent.

After a pause, Duke Tywin's voice sounded: "Joffrey, according to your idea, the lords of the Seven Kingdoms can no longer have their own armies, right?"

Joffrey's face was filled with excitement. He nodded and said, "Of course, in the future, all nobles of the Seven Kingdoms will be directly protected by the king."

After staring at Joffrey for a while, Duke Tywin moved his eyes to the opposite side and said: "Duke Greene, are you willing to cooperate with Joffrey's plan?"

After his words fell, everyone looked over. Green smiled calmly and said, "If time and opportunity permit..."

He stroked his chest towards Joffrey: "I am willing to support the king's great cause."

Joffrey made a fist with his extended left hand. He was very satisfied with Duke Green's incomparable loyalty and chuckled: "I really did not misjudge you. As a just king, loyalty will be rewarded. I will give you a gift when the time comes." Commander of a royal army."

Lord Tywin glanced at Green who was thanking Joffrey with complicated eyes, and then glanced at Cersei... His "good" daughter was staring lovingly in the direction of Green.

The old lion's churning rage could no longer be suppressed.

"Joffrey." The warm restaurant seemed like winter had suddenly arrived.

Lord Tywin's voice was vibrating with suppressed anger: "I have heard enough of your stupid remarks tonight."

Cersei's body trembled slightly. She knew her father. She felt that Joffrey had completely angered the old lion. The consequences of this...

She immediately reached out and grabbed one of the old lion's arms: "Father..."

Duke Tywin looked at his pleading daughter coldly, paused, and then looked at Margaery. There was a hint of kindness in his tone: "Miss Tyrell, thank you for the dinner you prepared. I enjoyed tonight very much." Dishes. Also, please give my regards to the Duke of Metz... By the way, could you please tell me that I would like to have breakfast with him tomorrow morning."

Margaery stood up, and she smiled gracefully: "I will, it is my honor to serve you, Lord Tywin."

After looking at the window, Margaery turned to Joffrey and bowed lightly: "Your Majesty the King, my father went to bed early. In order to avoid disturbing his sleep, please allow me to excuse myself."

It seemed that... Joffrey had just been temporarily calmed down by the old lion's outburst of anger. His calm handsome face barely showed a smile to his cautious fiancée, and he waved his hand: "Well, go ahead, I will take you to ride a horse tomorrow. "

Green came over at this time: "Your Majesty the King, please allow me to escort Miss Margaery."

Joffrey raised his head and glanced at Green, who had a gentle gaze, nodded slightly and said, "Go ahead."

After Kleb and Tyrell left, Jaime also stood up to leave. Lord Tywin glanced at his eldest son and nodded.

Seeing that James was about to leave, Joffrey, who noticed that the atmosphere was getting more and more "weird", immediately stopped him: "Uncle, you are my captain of the Kingsguard, you can't leave first!"

Ser Jaime kept walking and said as he walked: "Joffrey, when you come of age, I will listen to your orders."

He glanced at the hound: "Sandor Clegane, I command you to leave with me."

hound:"………"

Without much hesitation, he raised his big feet, swung his snow-white cloak, and followed the captain of the Kingsguard.

This scene was very familiar, and there was panic in Joffrey's voice: "Dog, I won't let you leave! I order you to stay, I am the king!"

Seeing this, Cersei immediately walked over and hugged her son. Just as she was about to speak, Duke Tywin said: "Cersei, let's go."

At this time, there was a clang and the sound of the heavy door closing.

Feeling Joffrey tremble, Cersei looked at the old lion and forced a smile: "Father, please believe me, Joffrey must have drunk too much tonight, I promise, I will teach him well..." From now on...let him drink less alcohol, or...let him only drink low-alcohol drinks from now on..."

"That's enough, Cersei."

The old lion stood up. He ignored Cersei, who only doted on her son, and stared at Joffrey: "Tell me, who taught you?"

Upon hearing this, Cersei wanted to quietly hint to her son to find a scapegoat, but Joffrey's doubts gave Lord Tywin the answer.

It's so stupid!

Duke Tywin's broad chest rose and fell slowly, and he said coldly: "Do you know how many rebels will appear in the Seven Kingdoms tomorrow if your stupid plan spreads? Stark, Tully, Greyjoy, Stannis, they will revel all night long because their common enemy...Joffrey Baratheon has destroyed his kingdom with his own hands."

Duke Tywin's tall figure was so oppressive that Joffrey's body trembled again unconsciously, but...it seemed that his mother hugging him gave him the courage. He rubbed his neck and said: "Grandpa...Grandpa, I My plan is to build an army loyal to the royal family. Why do you say that I am ruining the kingdom?"

Duke Tywin was like a lion about to pounce and bite. He gritted his teeth and said: "You have taken away the lord's army. How can they protect their land, castle and children? The king's protection? Why should they trust you?" Do you want to destroy all the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms? Do you think they will be as stupid as you?"

The old lion was roaring: "Why do you think the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms recognize you as the king? Let me tell you... It's because you are the bloodline left by Robert. You have it, but they don't. This is the only reason."

"Father, please..."

"Sir Adam!"

As soon as Lord Tywin finished speaking, Adam Malbrand led a dozen Lannister red robes to open the door and strode over.