The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"After escaping from Riverrun, Ser Jaime was seriously injured. If he hadn't happened to meet a skilled doctor, he would have almost died on the way... His name is Qyburn (Chapter 296). Perhaps you can let him do your bidding."

Cersei frowned slightly: "Why haven't I heard Jaime mention this person? Qyburn... Who is he?"

"A bachelor who was deprived of his bachelor's necklace and bachelor's title by the Citadel."

"Oh?"

Green shrugged: "If you want to gain his loyalty, you need to support him in doing some special medical research. This may be the reason why Ser Jaime concealed Qyburn."

Hearing this, Cersei became more interested: "It seems that his research is not well received by the Citadel."

"As wise as you are, the mind knights of the Citadel really don't like his experiments."

Green smiled and continued Said: "Queen Cersei, if you occasionally reward one or two death row prisoners, Qyburn will definitely do his best for you."

Thinking of the liars who sent fake dwarves recently, Queen Cersei sneered and said: "Very good, you arrange for him to come and see me."

After a pause, Cersei came to Green, his eyes moved slightly, and said: "Men who like to talk about honor... don't they all hate those who trample on human lives, Knight Green?"

Green spread his hands: "Perhaps, the tens of thousands of knights buried in the valley will tell you the answer, my queen."

Cersei chuckled, she tiptoed, kissed Green's cheek lightly, and looked at him: "Don't pay attention to those cowardly fools, at least I know... you are the real knight of the Seven Kingdoms, my dear."

Green looked at her: "Huh... Thank you for your praise, I will be a real knight."

Cersei curled her lips and stretched out a white finger to draw circles slowly on Green's chest: "How long will it take to break through Dragonstone, dear?"

Green hesitated for a moment and said: "Including the preparations before the war, I estimate that it will take three months, maybe less, or maybe more. The battlefield is always full of uncertainty."

He stretched out his hand and hugged Cersei's slender waist: "I am leaving here temporarily to keep my promise to Lord Tywin. Except for the king's wedding, if necessary... I can come back to protect you at any time."

When mentioning Joffrey and Margaery's wedding, the lioness's face suddenly flashed with anger. She left Green and walked back and forth for several steps. She paused and said: "Green, I don't like Margaery. She seduced my son."

Green poured a cup and handed it over, saying: "Queen Mother Cersei, this marriage is related to the alliance between Lannister and Tyrell."

"Of course I know."

Cersei took the wine glass, took a sip of wine angrily, and was silent for a long time. She looked at Green: "Do you have a way to solve my problem, Green?"

Green hesitated: "In the current situation... it is the Lannister family that needs the support of the Tyrell family more. Queen Mother Cersei, Lord Tywin will not allow anyone to destroy the Lannister-Tyrell alliance."

He looked at her: "Even if it is you, he will not tolerate it."

When the lioness's fullness began to rise and fall, Green said again: "At least wait until the war in the riverlands is settled, otherwise your wish will be difficult to realize."

Hearing this, the lioness's fullness rose and fell more: "If Jaime had defeated the Little Wolf, the following things would not have happened!"

After a pause, she turned her head and looked at Green: "Everyone says you are a famous general. Tell me, can Jaime successfully wipe out the Little Wolf this time? "

"Robb Stark is good at fighting. They are likely to win and lose. The war in the riverlands will not end in a short time. Unless..."

Cersei raised her eyebrows slightly: "Unless what."

Green's ears moved slightly, and he approached her and said: "Unless the gods heard your voice, and the seven kingdoms all know that the seven gods love you."

Cersei glanced at Green: "It turns out that the bloody earl is so pious. You are coaxing me as a little girl..."

"Your Majesty!"

Ser Osney's anxious voice suddenly came from the direction of the door, and then he hurried into the small hall.

Cersei looked sideways, frowned unhappily, and said: "Sir, I reminded you not to disturb us."

"I'm sorry..."

Ser Osney swallowed his saliva and immediately said: "News just came from the Prime Minister's Tower. Robb Stark died in Luan River City three days ago!"

Cersei blinked and said in disbelief: "Are you saying that the little wolf is dead? "

Sir Osney nodded heavily: "Your Majesty, I have confirmed that he is dead."

"He is really dead. This is really the gods' protection..."

As she said this, Cersei suddenly turned to the other side. She saw Green looking at her with a smile on her face.

Joy seemed to light up the lioness's green eyes in an instant: "You are right. The gods really love me!"

Green shrugged slightly: "Very good, just the right good news, just to dispel your misunderstanding of me."

Sir Osney looked left and right in a daze.

Cersei's excitement was hard to contain. She took Green's hand: "Dance with me."

She tapped her toes lightly and spun her steps. The red skirt was like a blooming flower, blooming with her movements.

Cersei laughed, sometimes close to Green, sometimes separated, she was like a little girl immersed in excitement.

After spinning more than a dozen times, Cersei stopped dancing in Green's arms. She panted and said: "Dear, I love you so much..."

Green coughed lightly, glanced at Sir Osney, who was standing like a statue not far away, and said, "No one doesn't love you, Queen Cersei."

"I really like your tongue."

Cersei chuckled happily, then glanced at Osney and said coldly: "Step back and don't disturb me again. This is an order."

"As ordered..."

Ser Osney took a few steps back, but he clenched his fist and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the good news of Robb Stark's death... The Prime Minister hopes that you will personally convey it to King Joffrey."

Green raised his eyebrows, glanced at Sir Osney, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.

"Why did the old lion let me go there..."

Hearing Cersei's murmur, Green separated from her and said, "This may be a reminder from grandpa to his grandson."

remind? Remind what?

Seeing the confusion on the lioness' face, Green smiled and said, "At least you can share the sudden joy with your son."

After a pause, he added: "I think Prime Minister Tywin will send someone to inform the Tyrell family of the good news."

Cersei's green eyes moved slightly: "Duke Greene, I will hold a dinner in the Queen's Ballroom, and then we will celebrate the victory together."

"Queen Cersei, thank you for your invitation. Please allow me to take my leave first."

Green stroked his chest, then turned around and stepped forward. When he passed by Osney, he paused.

"Coming in without permission..."

He reached out and patted Osney on the shoulder: "If there is another time, I will let you spend the rest of your life in the dungeon, Sir Kate Black."

Although her voice was not high, Cersei could clearly hear Green's warning to Osney, and she curled her lips proudly as she watched him leave.

When Green's figure disappeared, Sir Onis moved his stiff body and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty the Queen Mother...I...I just..."

Osney could not hide the fear on his face. He seemed to have just realized the horror of a great nobleman, which made him feel desperate.

"Don't be so reckless next time."

Cersei's eyes flashed with disdain, but her tone was gentle: "You are really cute. You have my protection. You will be fine, Sir Osney."

After a pause, she reminded again: "Don't forget the task I gave you, keep an eye on the rose (Chapter 350)."

Passing through the long corridor, Green saw the Duke of Metz pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back in the Great Hall of Magart Tower with a serious look on his face.

"Good day, Duke of Mace, are you here to meet Queen Cersei?"

The Duke of Metz looked around, then pulled Green away: "I'm waiting for you. Let's go out and talk."

After leaving Maggot Tower and coming to a secluded tree, the Duke of Metz took out a piece of parchment and handed it over: "It won't be long before the nobles of the seven countries will receive this letter."

When Green took the letter and read it, Duke Mace said angrily: "Why did the little running wolf die suddenly? Duke Tywin's luck is really good."

After reading the letter, Green thought for a moment and said: "Duke Tywin's main purpose of announcing Robb Stark's crimes to the Seven Kingdoms...should be to tie Duke Ned's hands and feet and isolate the Riverlands. Brynden Tully."

Duke Mace's cheeks slowly swelled. He nodded and said, "Similar to my thoughts, the Lannister wants to take the riverlands into their own pockets. They are really greedy."

"If the Lannister successfully obtains the Riverlands, plus the West and the Iron Throne..." Before he finished speaking, Green shook his head with a heavy face.

After a moment of silence, he continued: "King's Landing may be filled with roaring lion flags."

The Duke of Metz paced back and forth impatiently, then suddenly stopped and said, "Green, Riverrun is not that easy to break."

Green pinched his chin and replied: "If Seaside City does not surrender to Lannister, Riverrun will still have a chance to deal with Lannister for a while."

The Duke of Metz touched his beard: "A period of time?"

Green nodded slightly: "With what happened in Luanhe City, it can be said that Tully has lost the war. Moreover, the riverlands are full of refugees due to the war, many castles are in ruins, and most of the lords are no longer willing to fight anymore. Go down."

Duke Metz puffed up his cheeks and whispered: "I really want to support Riverrun..."

Green smiled and said: "Miss Margaery will soon take the position of queen, which will affect the honor of the Tyrell family."

The Duke of Mace still seemed to be very sorry. He waved his hand: "Lannister is Tyrell's ally after all."

Green looked at the sunny sky for a while and said with emotion: "When Prime Minister Tywin solves Dorne's side, the Seven Kingdoms will soon usher in peace."

Hearing this, the Duke of Metz paused while stroking his beard: "Dorn... Martell..."

Green turned his head and looked at the Duke of Metz: "I wonder if the Prime Minister can quell the Dornish people's hatred at the negotiation table."

The Duke of Metz paused and said: "Based on my understanding of Prince Doran, he will not easily raise an army. Well... it mainly depends on whether he can suppress his anger, his own and other people's."

He was talking about Martell, but he was thinking in his heart... When Tywin completely quelled the war in the Seven Kingdoms, his position as Prime Minister would be more stable, alas!

At the same time, the Duke of Metz also decided that as soon as Margaery's wedding was over, he would immediately lead his army to attack Storm's End Castle and put it into his pocket as soon as possible.

He reached out and patted Green's arm: "When attacking Dragonstone, if you need it, I can ask the Redwyne fleet to help you."

Green smiled and stroked his chest and said: "Thank you, if I encounter any difficulties, I will ask for help."

The Duke of Mace remembered the Battle of Storm's End more than ten years ago. He patted again and said: "You must completely block Dragonstone and don't let Stannis get food from outside."

He sighed and couldn't help but sigh in his memories: "At that time, if I had a little more time..."

Shaking his head, he thought of Lannister again, with a little anger He continued to sigh: "Tywin Lannister is as cunning as ever..."

Green couldn't help but smile and comforted: "Duke Mace, when the war just started, the Lannister army did cruel looting in the riverlands. I don't think they will be so successful."

The Duke of Mace felt better, stroking his beard, and said: "I heard that many refugees from the riverlands gathered in King's Landing curse Lannister all day long."

He suddenly paused, looked at Green, and lowered his voice: "You said... Let's persuade Brynden Tully of Riverrun to surrender to the Iron Throne together... ...How about it?"

Greene thought seriously about the proposal of the Duke of Mace and shook his head slightly: "If Winterfell is willing to surrender together, it can force Prime Minister Tywin to give up, or give up most of the land in the riverlands, but from my understanding of Lord Ned, this is difficult."

The two of them walked towards the stables, and Greene said as he walked: "Without Stark, even if Tully is willing to surrender, Lannister is likely to use Brynden Tully to more easily seize the ruling power of the riverlands."

After walking a few steps, the Duke of Mace sighed and said: "In the case of a defeat on the battlefield, the usual law The trout will be useless. Perhaps, Lord Tywin had already considered this, so he announced in the letter that the Tully family would be deprived of their rights in the riverlands. "

Green nodded: "Yes, now... if he wants to continue fighting with Lannister, he can only claim the rule of the riverlands in the name of Robb Stark."

The Duke of Mace commented with a complicated expression: "It was the little wolf that destroyed the trout."

When Green and the Duke of Mace arrived at the stable, they saw Kevan Lannister waiting for them. He invited the Duke of Green and the Duke of Mace to attend the banquet held in the Prime Minister's Tower tonight on behalf of Lord Tywin.