The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The old lion's reminder caused the conference table to fall silent. After a pause, Green Kleb's voice sounded: "Will the Lord of the New Iron Islands join forces with the Dornish people?"

Duke Mace glanced at Green, stroked his beard and said: "If Little Running Wolf gets the support of the Iron Islands, he will not be able to remain trapped in the Riverlands."

Tyrell's worries ended with a sigh, and Ser Kevan looked over: "The Iron Islands have just invaded the North. You are too worried, Duke of Highgarden."

Just as the Duke of Metz was about to respond, Green's voice came over first: "Sir Kevan, there are no eternal enemies. Besides, what can't a father do to save his son?"

After the words fell, everyone's eyes first focused on Green, and then turned to Duke Tywin who was sitting on the throne.

Seeing Green speaking for the nobles, Duke Metz stroked his beard with joy. He looked at Duke Tywin with a look in his eyes: You went too far this time, alas!

"It was James who let the criminal go without permission."

After a moment of solemn silence, the old lion's sharp eyes slowly scanned everyone present and said: "As punishment, James will take off his white robe and be expelled from King's Landing."

Hearing the old lion's response, some nodded, some sighed, and everyone present had different expressions.

The Duke of Metz's face turned red. What kind of punishment was this? Lannister is really as cunning as ever. Did he take the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms for fools? !

Green frowned and said: "Prime Minister Tywin, I am worried that your 'punishment' will affect the justice of the Iron Throne."

He glanced at everyone and continued: "Excuse me, will Jaime Lannister, who takes off his white robe, become the heir to Casterly Rock?"

Duke Tywin stared at Green coldly for a while and said, "He is my son, Duke Kleb."

"Of course I know."

Green spread his hands and glanced at the people present again: "That's why I asked this, because... this doesn't seem like punishment."

The Duke of Metz nodded his head and paused. The Sea Minister and Count Matus Rowan also nodded. Grand Maester Pycelle, who had been relatively active just now, had drowsy eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next moment. On fire.

Sir Kevan glanced at Duke Tywin, who looked as cold as winter, and said, "Duke Greene, do you have any good suggestions?"

"I think... we still need to take care of Prince Doran's feelings a little bit, Ser Kevan, Lord Tywin."

Green smiled lightly: "The prerequisite for Jaime Lannister to become the heir to Casterly Rock is to get the head of the fugitive... If you make a mistake, just find a way to correct it, how about it?"

Duke Metz's eyes moved slightly. He touched his beard and said, "I support Duke Green's proposal. This also gives Sir James a chance to restore his honor."

Count Matus thought for a moment and said: "I also agree that we cannot give up the possibility of negotiating with Martell."

The golden-robed commander-in-chief, Adam Malbrand, who was sitting at the end of the conference table, suddenly stood up: "Duke Green, your proposal is too cruel to James!"

Green leaned back in his chair, stared at the rash commander-in-chief in gold robes for a while, and said coldly: "Sir Adam, do you have a better way?"

Sir Adam opened his mouth: "I...I, I..."

After waiting for a short while, Green waved his hand towards the end of the conference table impatiently: "This conference room is held to solve problems. If you don't have reasonable suggestions, please don't interrupt at will. Our time is precious."

Ser Kevan pressed his hand on him, and Ser Adam glanced at Lord Tywin before sitting back with a look of shame and anger.

Only then did the Duke of Metz realize that this was a good opportunity to intervene in the inheritance of the Western Territory openly!

He coughed lightly and said: "The Dornish people in King's Landing are still waiting to see what the Red Keep will do. Why don't we let Sir Jaime come back first?"

Duke Tywin glanced coldly at Duke Mace, who almost had his thoughts written all over his fat face, and said: "He is rushing to the battlefield. I will send someone to notify him."

Then, he looked at Green.

Facing the old lion's sharp gaze, Green pursed his lips and smiled.

After a pause, Duke Tywin withdrew his gaze and said, "I agree."

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The meeting ended, and only Lord Tywin and Ser Kevan were left in the Prime Minister's study.

Sir Kevan placed the wine glass on Lord Tywin's table and said, "Did Lord Greene's proposal come with Cersei's instructions?"

After a pause, Duke Tywin opened his closed eyes: "It's not important."

Sir Kevan hesitated and said, "But Jaime... can he do it? Or will he accept it?"

Reaching out to pick up the wine glass, Duke Tywin took a sip of summer red and said: "If he wants to become a qualified heir, Jaime must learn a lesson."

Although Sir Kevan couldn't bear it, he still supported his brother's decision. He nodded: "I will arrange for people to set off soon. Over to Davon... I will send a messenger to inform you of the decision in advance."

Putting down his wine glass, Duke Tywin narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Kevan, Duke Mace and Duke Green... they cannot be allowed to appear in the Red Castle for a period of time."

Hearing this, Sir Kevan thought for a while and said: "Dragonstone and Storm's End are both easy to defend and difficult to attack. Although Stannis only has the remaining soldiers left,... if there are preparations there, it will be very easy." It’s easy to hold them back, at least for half a year.”

"Half a year..."

Lord Tywin tapped the armrest slowly with his fingers several times and said, "Time is enough."

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Robb then led more than 2,000 northern cavalry troops towards Twins City, while the remaining troops continued to rest in Seaside City.

After leaving Haijiang City, the heavy rain never stopped day after day.

Although the march was difficult, they did not stop, and five days later they vaguely saw the outline of Twin River City.

The northern army chose a flat location near the river outside Twin River City and began to camp.

Along the Green Fork River, there was the sound of surging water, which was groaning endlessly, like the roar of a giant beast.

Duke Brynden withdrew his gaze and said, "According to Marquis Frey's request, you must apologize to him in person for the offense you have caused to the Frey family, King Robb."

Robb wiped the rain off his face and said, "I will."

With a snap, the king's young attendant, Loram Westerling, trotted over and said, "King Robb, Black Walder is here. He asks to see you."

Robb's eyes were deep, he paused and said, "Invite him to my tent."

The little attendant was about to leave, but was stopped by Duke Brynden, and then they left together.

While walking, Duke Brynden glanced at Loram, who was struggling to step on the mud, and said, "Has Mrs. Xibel settled down?"

Loram raised his head, and his voice was childish: "Yes, Your Majesty the Duke, my mother's tent is set up next to the king's tent. Your Majesty takes good care of her. I am very grateful."

Duke Brynden stretched out his big hand and rubbed the little attendant's head, and said: "She is working very hard to keep up with the march. Please take more care of Mrs. Xibel."

Facing the kind Lord Blackfish, Loram couldn't help but complain: "My brother and I both wanted my mother to stay in Haijiang City to rest, but she insisted on coming. She is getting more and more..."

As he said that, the little attendant suddenly paused, and then said angrily: "I'm sorry, sir, I shouldn't blame my mother..."

Duke Brynden patted Loram and said, "It doesn't matter. Most children will quietly complain about their father or mother. I used to do the same."

"Hehe." Little Loram scratched his head shyly.

In the evening after the rain, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminates the earth.

Duke Brynden stared at the Frey army who were setting up tents in the distance and frowned: "Is this the welcome ceremony of Marquis Walder?"

Black Walder grinned: "Lord Blackfish, great-grandfather did it out of love for the king. After all... we will soon be a family, and the Frey family must ensure the safety of the king."

Duke Brynden's face froze for a while, and he sighed: "That's fine, if there are too many troops in Twin River City, it may cause misunderstanding among the northern lords."

Black Walder chuckled: "It depends on how many people His Majesty the King plans to bring to the wedding. The Frey family's first consideration...is still His Majesty's safety."

He came closer, stared into Brynden's eyes, and said, "Master Blackfish, is the guest list for the wedding ready? Before departure, my great-grandfather was still worried about how many yaks he needed to roast."

"Lord Walder is generous."

Duke Brynden took a step toward the northern army camp: "Time is tight, and most of the riverland vassals cannot make it, mainly King Robb's northern vassals. After meeting the king, I will let you get to the list.”

The king's tent.

Black Wald stroked his chest and revealed a pair of uneven yellow teeth: "Due to the heavy rain for days, my great-grandfather was very worried that your Majesty would not be able to arrive within the agreed wedding date. He was very pleased to see that you did not violate the time, Your Majesty. "

King Robb's brow wrinkled imperceptibly. He pointed to the empty chair and said, "Please sit down, Black Walder."

Black Walder did not move. He continued to speak: "My great-grandfather, who was over ninety years old, always felt that his days were running out. He was afraid that he would not be able to wait until the day of victory in this war. If he could win the favor of the gods in the sky, Before calling her, seeing that his beloved daughter has someone to rely on can help him feel at peace and reassure him that his daughter has a good husband who loves and protects her. "

King Robb frowned visibly this time: "Now that I have promised, I will protect Miss Roslin throughout her life."

Hearing this, Black Walder looked at Robb with an offensive look and said, "I think Lord Blackfish has described to you the beauty of Miss Roslin. She is not only gentle by nature, but also good at various musical instruments. The most important thing is ………”

His expression became lewd: "She is a seventeen-year-old virgin, my great-grandfather's most cherished treasure in the Frey family."

King Robb clenched his fists and said in a slightly cold voice: "I believe this is the arrangement of the old and new gods. Thank you Miss Roslin Frey for being willing to be my wife."

Black Walder first sneered, then took a step forward, looked directly at Robb, and said gloomily: "You won't suddenly break your engagement again, will you?"

Duke Brynden immediately stood up and yelled: "Black Walder!"

Black Walder stared at Robb motionless, ignoring Lord Brynden's voice.

His chest rose and fell slowly. Robb pressed his hand to Duke Brynden and said, "My great-uncle has renegotiated my marriage with Marquis Frey on my behalf, and I am here too. I will not violate the agreement with Robb." Miss Silin’s engagement, but..."

His deep blue eyes stared: "Black Walder, if Marquis Frey orders you to humiliate me, I am willing to listen, but when you finish speaking, I will treat it as Marquis Frey rejecting my proposal to Miss Roslin. , I will leave immediately with my troops."

Black Wald was stunned. Robb's attitude was beyond his and his great-grandfather's expectations. How should he continue his testing?

Looking at the serious Duke of Brynden, Black Walder's eyes turned slightly, and he smiled flatteringly and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Frey welcomes you very much. Just now... it was my own selfishness that was at work. Please forgive my offense."

After saying that, his short and fat body knelt down directly to show his sincere apology.

"Please stand up."

Robb's face looked better: "Black Walder, it was not my intention to cause the rift. The Frey family has always served me loyally and bravely. I am very pleased to get your help again."

"Yes, Lord Frey is also very pleased. He has been so happy that he can't sleep recently."

Black Walder grinned: "I will not disturb your rest anymore. Please give me the list of people who will attend the wedding tomorrow so that the Twins can arrange the wedding banquet thoughtfully."

"Thank you."

Robb called the captain of the guard and ordered: "Sir Reynard, please give the list of people attending the wedding banquet to Black Walder."

Reynard Westerling looked at Black Walder expressionlessly and handed over the parchment.

After reading the names and the number of people, Black Walder couldn't help but look up at King Robb in surprise.

His eyes moved slightly: "Your Majesty, I think there are only about ninety people. You can bring more guests. The hall of the Twins is big enough."

"I will bring most of my vassals, which is enough. Add some servants, and the number will be at most one hundred."

Robb shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "It is still a war period. We have not won the final victory. I don't want to see my army too relaxed because of my wedding."

Black Walder put the parchment in his arms and said: "The Frey family will do their best to arrange your wedding."

Robb stood up, nodded to his uncle and grandfather, and said: "Black Walder, I brought some gifts for Lord Frey and Miss Roslin. Please send them over."

When Black Walder left the king's camp, he took away seven strong horses as gifts, and each horse was carrying two large boxes of jewels.

Late at night.

A shadow sneaked out of the camp of the Northern Army, but did not get out much. He was surrounded by Duke Brynden himself with a dozen guards.

Lord Brynden held the hilt of the sword at his waist, walked forward and said, "Where are you going?"

He lifted the hood of the person in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Lady Sybelle."

Lady Sybelle, who wanted to escape, was stopped by the Tully guards. She trembled and said, "Lord Brynden, I just can't sleep, I just came out for a walk."

She was almost unable to stand because of deep fear. Lord Brynden's voice was cold: "Lady Sybelle, I don't want to see the guards search you."