The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The deep night shrouds the majestic Red Castle, while the candlelit banquet hall of the Hand Tower is as bright as day.

The white marble walls of the hall are hung with flags of nobles from the Westerlands, the Reach, and the Crown. Among them, the roaring lion flag of Lannister, the green rose flag of Tyrell, and the marsh marigold flag of Crabbe are the most prominent.

The golden wine glasses inlaid with gems sparkle with luxurious light, and the dazzling array of delicacies exude waves of tempting aroma.

Melodious music flows in the air, men and women are talking softly, and the messengers of the Hand Tower walk lightly through them, providing them with thoughtful service.

"Duke Green."

Lord Green was holding a wine glass and "appreciating" his own flag hanging on the left of Lannister. When he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over.

Margaret walked slowly with Lady Olena, and Green stroked her chest and said, "Good night, Lady Olena, Miss Margaret."

Lady Olena bowed her waist, her cloudy eyes looked at the place where Green had been staring at before, and said, "Young man who let the old woman witness the miracle with her own eyes, in the future... your descendants will be proud of your bloodline."

Green raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled and stroked his chest: "Thank you for your praise, Lady Olena."

Lady Olena's tone was still kind: "When the children grow up, most of your time may be occupied by those boring marriages, and you can only take a break when you are old."

Margaret shook Lady Olena's arm lightly: "Grandma..."

Lady Olena looked at a corner of the hall... The Duke of Metz, who was standing in the crowd and talking, said angrily: "If you are unlucky and meet a stupid son, you will not be able to live in peace when you are old."

"Grandmother..."

Green smiled and said: "I will remember your teachings."

Lady Olenna then reached out and patted the back of Margaret's hand: "I know, there are many strangers here after all, and the old woman will naturally respect the Duke of Highgarden."

Margaret's elk eyes glanced at Green, her little face was tangled, and said: "If the voice is lowered... there should be no problem, right?"

"My Margaret is still worried about the old woman. Let me watch the "performance" of the Duke of Wild Boar all night and be dumb. This will make me angry to death." Lady Olenna patted Margaret's white hand again with relief.

"Grandma~~"

Green drank to hold back his laughter. Lady Olenna looked at him and suddenly said, "Why did Tywin suddenly call us all here? Is he going to announce the power of Lannister to the Seven Kingdoms?"

She looked at the wall: "Look, the lion flag is a head taller, and the roses and marigolds next to it look like its servants."

"You said that, it really feels that way..."

Green blinked and said, "Madam, I'll ask someone to adjust the position?"

Faced with Green's serious proposal, Lady Olenna snorted and said, "The old woman doesn't want to be the target of these people's gossip."

Margaery said softly, "Grandma, Duke Tywin is the Prime Minister and the host of the dinner. This is in accordance with etiquette."

Lady Olenna snorted again, and then suddenly changed the subject: "The old woman heard that our little king came up with an amazing idea at the dinner some time ago (Chapter 358), and got the firm support of Duke Crabbe?"

Green looked at Margaery and raised his eyebrows, and she blinked her big eyes at him innocently.

Lord Green stared at Little Rose lovingly for a while, then sighed and said, "Lady Olenna, given the situation at that time, if I had remained silent, King Joffrey would have had to seek help from his fiancée."

His brown eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Margaery again, with a certain pity in his eyes.

He continued to say to Lady Olenna: "King Joffrey is decisive. He might be unhappy because of Miss Margaery's hesitation. Moreover, as the future queen, no matter what Miss Margaery said at that time, it would easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Lady Olenna's eyes were deep: "Unhappy...misunderstanding...what an interesting word."

Her expression returned to the kindness at the beginning: "The old woman has been looking for an opportunity to thank you, and today I finally waited for it."

Green shook his head slightly and said politely: "Dear Madam, please don't be polite. It is my honor to serve Miss Margaery."

Margaery smiled sweetly: "Thank you for the protection of the kind knight."

Lady Olenna stretched out her wrinkled hand and patted her granddaughter: "Let's go over there and take a look."

Not long after they left, as the master of ceremonies sang loudly, Queen Cersei appeared in the banquet hall with Tommen and Myrcella.

First, it was Countess Tanda of Stokeworth, and then... Queen Cersei was soon surrounded by many noble ladies who greeted them enthusiastically.

Green suddenly had an idea. It seemed that Joffrey would not appear at the Prime Minister's dinner... Was it voluntary or forbidden?

After a pause, Myrcella pulled her brother Tommen out of the crowd. When Green saw the little lioness looking in his direction, he raised his glass from a distance.

Tommen had gained weight again, and the flesh on his little face trembled when he walked. Myrcella seemed to have grown taller.

The two of them came to Green hand in hand and saluted: "Duke Green, good night."

Green smiled gently and saluted: "Good night, Princess Myrcella, His Highness Tommen."

After the ceremony, Tommen impatiently asked Green about the biggest hot spot in the Seven Kingdoms at the moment - the bloody wedding in Luanhe City.

Green led them to a corner of the banquet hall and sat down. As Tommen's former swordsmanship teacher and Myrcella's equestrian teacher, he combined the wedding at Riverrun and told them like a story.

During the process, the two of them could not help but exclaim from time to time.

After listening, Tommen's childish voice sounded: "Duke Greene, if I were Robb Stark, I would never draw my sword at the wedding banquet. Instead, I would lead the troops to attack Luanhe City upright."

Green reached out and patted Tommen: "Unfortunately, Luanhe City now belongs to your great-aunt. You have no chance, Knight Tommen."

Myrcella's clear green eyes moved slightly: "Will you marry Lady Gina of the Frey family?"

Green tapped his chin, took a sip of Summer Red, and said, "It is said that her husband claims to be the Marquis of Luanhe City."

"I should...but..."

Myrcella held her little hands together, paused, and then said: "I think Luanhe City today must be full of sorrow. May the gods bless them."

When her eyes turned slightly red, Tommen's voice came over: "I heard that the person who really defeated Robb Stark was grandpa."

Green smiled and pointed to a place: "I saw apple cake there, you go and have a look."

Not long after Myrcella took Tommen's little hand and left, the Sea Lord, Count Matus and Sir Garland came over. The topic was still the Luanhe City incident.

Speaking of Robb, Sir Garland's voice was filled with anger: "He had a dazzling record, but he didn't expect to trample on the sacred rights of guests. It was his arrogance that ruined everything. His death was the punishment of the gods. "

Count Matus explained to Green: "Although the two sides are hostile, Sir Garland admires the Stark Puppet King very much. He has always been looking forward to the opportunity to compete on the battlefield."

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While the three of them were talking, at the stairs, the Lord Chamberlain sang: "Welcome—The Hand of the Queen—Eternal Hand of the King—Lord Tywin Lannister—"