The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Lord Tywin looked down at his dwarf son with his cold and proud green eyes, and said: "Tyrion, do you admit that you killed Prince Oberyn?"

Tyrion looked up at the old lion on the platform: "I have seen enough shameless performances..."

Lord Tywin interrupted coldly: "Just answer my questions."

After a pause, Tyrion grinned: "I plead guilty, a terrible crime, do you want to hear it?"

Lord Tywin stared at Tyrion closely, but did not speak.

Seeing this, the Duke of Mace stroked his beard and said, "Tyrion Lannister, please confess your crimes truthfully before the gods."

Tyrion's eyes did not move, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I have committed a crime more terrible than murder. My crime is being born a dwarf, and I repent for it."

"Ridiculous!"

After scolding, Duke Tywin continued, "Are you trying to escape your crimes in this way? This is not a trial of dwarfs."

Hearing this, Tyrion suddenly stepped forward and looked directly at the old lion: "Wrong, Lord Tywin, I am alive as a sin, and my whole life is a trial of dwarfs. Today's farce is just one of them."

"Farce..."

Duke Tywin tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers and stared at Tyrion.

Gritting his teeth, his voice was like the coming of winter: "Have you lost your mind, Tyrion?"

Tyrion faced the old lion's sharp eyes fearlessly and grinned: "I am more sober than ever, Lord Tywin."

On the second floor, Cersei looked at the dwarf who was still trying to use sophistry to get away with the crime, and a sneer of contempt appeared on her face. She gently raised her hand.

Seeing Cersei's gesture, in the audience on the other side of the hall, Brother Olidor, one of the archbishops of the Great Sept of Baelor, slowly stood up.

The hall suddenly became quiet, he pointed at Tyrion and said loudly: "This person despised the laws of the kingdom and fair trial, and the gods will never forgive him!"

The voice of the archbishop immediately ignited the anger of the crowd, and the hall was full of voices of "May the gods punish him severely."

Tyrion recognized Archbishop Olidor, who looked kind-faced. This person was also one of the candidates for the former high bishop. At that time... he chose another candidate as the new high bishop as the acting prime minister (Cersei sent Osney to smother him with a pillow).

This archbishop has always held a grudge against the dwarf prime minister... Although he did not choose to support Oridor as the new high bishop at that time, he actually liked him very much. They had met many times in the women's branch.

Tyrion looked at the second floor. Perhaps... his good sister had promised something to Archbishop Oridor. In order to cut off the dwarf's big head, Cersei really did her best.

At this time, Green also looked upstairs. Leighton reported to him that Archbishop Oridor was one of the most likely candidates to become the next high bishop. It seems that he took the initiative to surrender to Queen Mother Cersei in the hope of winning over other competitors as soon as possible and sitting on the position of high bishop.

"Silence! Silence! Silence!"

When the hall gradually returned to silence, Duke Tywin whispered a few words to Duke Green and Duke Mace respectively, and announced: "The trial is suspended."

He stood up: "In one hour, the bell will ring to open the court."

The chief steward chanted: "Withdraw———"

Everyone stood up and watched the three presiding dukes leave one after another.

Their figures disappeared, and the hall was instantly filled with people. Tyrion glanced at the white cloak flashing in the distance.

Amid the noise mixed with curses, Tyrion closed his eyes and sang softly.

He galloped through the streets of the city, leaving the high hills.

The horse stepped over the cobblestone alleys and took him to the girl's side.

She was his treasured treasure, she was his shy hope.

Necklaces and castles are empty, not as good as the girl's kiss.

…………

A small hall in the throne room.

Jaime Lannister strode in. He came to Lord Tywin and said painfully, "Father, are you really going to execute your son?"

"Jaime."

Lord Tywin looked up at his eldest son from the trial record in his hand and said, "Tyrion is not dead yet, and the trial is not over yet."

Putting down the thick parchment, he said, "I allowed you to postpone the time of the troops and listen to the trial, so you should play your role well."

Ser Jaime clenched his fist and said, "Tyrion is right. This is a farce. It is a farce manipulated by Cersei behind the scenes."

He clenched his fists: "Father, you know that those ridiculous things will never be hidden from your eyes."

Lord Tywin leaned back in his chair, stared at Jaime for a while, and said, "My guess about you I know nothing. I only consider whether the testimony of those witnesses can convict Tyrion. "

After a pause, Jaime suddenly said loudly: "You have always hated Tyrion, so you let Cersei find those so-called witnesses!"

Duke Tywin also raised his voice: "Everyone thinks that Tyrion killed the Prince of Dorne!"

Facing his father's anger, Jaime did not give in: "I also killed the king!"

Duke Tywin's chest rose and fell slowly, stared for a while, and said: "Everyone is waiting for me to preside over justice."

Jaime seemed to find it very funny: "Justice? As long as Tyrion makes a slight defense, someone will jump out and shout for killing. What kind of justice is this?"

"Jaime."

Duke Tywin picked up the wine glass and said coldly: "I am fulfilling my duties as the Prime Minister. "

Taking a sip of the wine in the glass, he added: "If Tyrion cannot prove his innocence, I must punish him in accordance with the laws of the kingdom. As the captain of the Kingsguard, don't you understand this truth?"

After a long silence, James whispered: "Tyrion will be executed, right?"

Duke Tywin put down his wine glass, shook his head slightly, and said, "Punishment will be based on the crime, James."

James exhaled slowly, looked at the serious-looking old lion, and said, "Father, you once taught me that family is inheritance and will continue forever. If Tyrion dies, what will happen to the Lannister family?"

After a pause, he pointed to himself and continued: "I am a member of the Kingsguard, and I have sworn not to marry or have children. If Tyrion dies, what will happen to your last name? Who will fight the Lion on the battlefield in the future? Flag? Your nephew? Lancel Lannister?"

Jaime spread his hands: "Or those Lannister branches whose names I can't even remember?"

Duke Tywin stared closely at his eldest son who threatened him, and said coldly: "If I forgive Tyrion, the war in the Seven Kingdoms will be endless, and the Lannister will eventually become a weak lion covered with wounds. , when that time comes...what will the family do?"

Jaime clenched his fists, slowed down, stared into his father's eyes, and said word by word: "I will continue Lannister."

He exhaled and slowly loosened his clenched fists: "I will take off my white robe. As long as you keep Tyrion alive, I will honestly be your heir. I will..."

Before James could finish his words, Lord Tywin's calm voice sounded: "Deal."

This left Sir James stunned.

"After the evidence collection is completed and the verdict is pronounced..."

Lord Tywin raised his glass and said: "Tyrion will have the opportunity to repent for himself. He asks for forgiveness, and I allow him to wear black clothes."

James was still looking at his father blankly, and he continued: "In three days, he will be sent to the Great Wall to become a night watchman and spend the rest of his life there."

"And you."

The old lion pointed at James: "After taking off the white robe, go to Golden Teeth City immediately."

After a pause, James came back to his senses: "Golden Teeth City?"

Duke Tywin nodded slightly: "I will deal with the little running wolf, and you will go there to lead the 20,000 new troops trained by Davon, preparing to attack Riverrun and regain the honor of the heir to Casterly Rock."

James couldn't help but laugh to himself. It turned out that... his father was waiting for him to come. In other words, his father had been waiting for him to come since the day Tyrion had an accident.

After the old lion revealed that his wife passed away, he only had the kindness he showed when facing his eldest son: "Do you want to regret it, James?"

"I keep my word."

James shrugged. This was the best result he could think of. He didn't want to betray his father and Lannister and let Tyrion go secretly unless he had to.

Breaking the oath... Betrayal... Breaking the oath again... His life was really terrible.

James reached out and picked up the wine glass in front of his father, drank it down in one gulp, and said, "What should I do about Dorne?"

Lord Tywin left his chair and picked up a new wine glass. As he poured the wine, he said, "I will discuss with the Tyrell family about the choice of your wife."

Holding a wine glass in one hand and a flagon in the other, he looked at his eldest son: "You will soon have your own legal heir. Do you agree to my proposal, James?"

With a splash, Lord Tywin poured wine into the empty wine glass in Jaime's hand.

"..., I will love her." James drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Lord Tywin took a sip of the wine in his glass and said, "While the court is not in session, tell your brother your good news and teach him what to do."

Putting down the wine glass, James was about to leave, but the old lion stopped him: "Let Tyrion control his tongue. If he continues to talk nonsense, no one can save him."

James opened his mouth, hesitating whether to tell his old father that Tyrion already knew the truth (Tessa).

Forget it... At this time, the most important thing is that Tyrion can save his life, so don't mention anything that may be detrimental to him.

"I will remind Tyrion..."

As he said that, James suddenly felt something in his heart: "Father, why do you say that?"

Duke Tywin sat down and his eyes became cold: "Whether he can survive or not depends on him, not me. If he himself causes irreparable consequences, this cannot be the reason for you to renege on the deal."

…………

Dang~~dang~~dang~~

The bells rang as Ser Jaime hurried to Tyrion.

He glanced at the people walking around and lowered his voice: "You will be found guilty..."

Tyrion just glanced at Jaime without replying and sneered.

After looking at the growing crowd, James lowered his body, grabbed Tyrion's shoulders with both hands, and looked directly at him: "Listen to me, after the sentence is pronounced, you must sincerely repent and ask to wear black clothes. , Father will agree, he has promised me."

Dang~~dang~~

Two golden robes came towards here, and James spoke faster: "Remember, you must remember, don't speak out loud, and be sure to confess your sins obediently. Father will allow you to wear black clothes."

The figures of the dukes appeared on the high platform. James stared at his brother and nodded, then stood up and left.

After a pause, Tyrion glanced at James' disappearing back and murmured: "You are really a naive fool."

Two tall golden robes stood behind, one of them bent down to adjust his chainmail and whispered in Tyrion's ear.

After that, the golden robe straightened up as if nothing had happened, and Tyrion clenched his fists.

The three dukes sat down and the trial continued.

The butler sang: "Call the next witness——"

Next, the female servants who had been "cared for" by Tyrion came on stage.

"He cares a lot about his...size. If he is not called a giant during pleasure, he will be very angry every time."

"Use my mouth and...other parts. I have also seen him punish other sisters severely. I must be obedient."

"If I am a little slow, he will make me do a lot of shameful things..."

"Yes, he hates people who call him a dwarf very much. He is very irritable."

"He ordered me to call him that, my Lannister giant!"

The "scale" of what they said became more and more explicit. I don't know who finally couldn't help laughing first, and then the laughter spread like a hurricane until the whole throne room began to shake.

Tyrion looked around, he knew...this was all arranged by Cersei. She was making up evidence for another reason why he killed the Red Viper. Prince Oberyn might have mocked Tyrion for being a dwarf.

At the same time, she wanted to humiliate him in public.

In his eyes, everyone's mouths were twisted in joy, their stomachs were trembling, and they laughed so hard that snot splashed out of their nostrils.

Hundreds of nobles in the hall, except for the three people on the podium, everyone was laughing at him wantonly.

Tyrion knew that Cersei's real purpose was to provoke him and make him jump angrily like a clown.

He knew it all, but the fire in his heart could not be suppressed.

"Silence!" With the voice of the chief steward, the laughter of the crowd gradually stopped.

"Send the next one..."

Tyrion turned his back to the podium and suddenly raised his voice: "I really regret it. I shouldn't have stopped Stannis outside the city. I should have let him in and let him kill you all. I shouldn't have saved you dirty people!"

Lord Tywin shouted coldly: "Tyrion!"

Grinning, Tyrion slowly turned around and looked up at Lord Tywin: "I admit that I killed Oberyn Nymeros Martell."

The nobles who wanted to denounce Tyrion stopped talking because he suddenly admitted his crime.

Duke Tywin was as calm as a rock: "You admitted to the crime of killing Prince Oberyn."

The hall was very quiet, and they seemed to be waiting for the moment of conviction.

"Tywin Lannister."

Tyrion's face was a little distorted: "Don't you just want to hear me confess my crime?"

Duke Tywin looked down at Tyrion motionlessly and repeated: "You admitted to killing..."

Tyrion interrupted: "I want to repent, I am guilty."

After a pause, he stared at the high Duke Tywin: "You are also guilty, the great, just, master of the West, the forever Prime Minister!"

The hall fell into a strange silence.

Tyrion took a deep breath, and his whole face was distorted: "Tywin Lannister, you, you let your guards rape my wife!"

The lion was roaring: "Tysha, she is my legal wife, she is your son's wife!"

Buzz!

No one present could believe their ears, and hundreds of eyes looked at Duke Tywin sitting on the high platform.

Lord Tywin didn't seem to be affected by his son's sudden accusation. He said coldly: "She is your first daughter."

Tyrion's pupils dilated. He wanted to rush to the platform, but was held back by the golden cloak.

Lord Tywin announced directly: "The evidence is conclusive. Tyrion is guilty of murdering Prince Oberyn."

Then he waved his hand.

Tyrion was being forcibly pulled away by the golden cloak: "Tywin Lannister, I now hope that I am the one who killed Prince Dorne. If so, I can stab the sharp blade into your body with my own hands and avenge my wife!"