The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Everything is focused on the safety of Duke Tywin... When he heard Kevan's heavy and solemn instructions, the determination in Sir Adam's heart instantly turned into fortitude on his face.

He stroked his chest and said in a calm and powerful voice: "As you command, Lord Kevan, I know what to do."

Satisfaction and relief flashed across Count Kevan's eyes. Adam was James' childhood friend. It could be said that he had almost watched him grow up... Not only did he have outstanding swordsmanship and steady behavior, but he was also loyal and reliable.

As time goes by, the boy who sweated on the sword practice field has grown into a solid shield for the family.

At the same time, he sighed secretly, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted to his withered eldest son, Lancel.

Kevan still clearly remembers the joy when his wife (Donna Swiffer) gave birth to their eldest son. Donna held the infant Lancel, and her face was filled with the happiness of being a new mother, which was brought about by the birth of a new life. hopes and aspirations.

He also clearly remembered the scene when Lancel vowed to bring honor to his father and family before going to King's Landing. At that time, Lancel... was young and full of vigor. He firmly believed that he could make a difference in the Red Keep of King's Landing and serve for Add to the glory of House Lannister.

During the Battle of King's Landing, Lancel was heroically injured and fell down... When he saw the haggard face of his eldest son, he felt a mixture of pride and distress in his heart. He was proud of his son's fearless fight for the glory of the family, but distressed because of what he had suffered. Pain and suffering.

She stayed by the bed, looking at her comatose son, silently praying for his speedy recovery.

But one day...he suddenly discovered that his son, who had recovered from his serious injury, had turned into a devout "monk." The young man who once harbored dreams of family glory now devotes his body and mind to the Seven Gods.

Later, he desperately discovered that his eldest son, for whom he had high hopes, was no longer fit to stay in King's Landing and serve the Lannister family.

This reality... hit his heart like a heavy hammer, but as a Lannister, he must bear it all and make new plans for the future of his family.

He had to make a decision on Lancel's behalf. He planned to wait until the Riverlands stabilized a bit, then send his eldest son directly to Darry City and hold a wedding with Arielle Frey as soon as possible.

This decision... He knew that he still had expectations for Lancel. Although it was slim, it was difficult to make the decision to give up.

He sometimes thought that his brother would feel so powerless when facing his own children... Sigh...

Count Kevan's green eyes moved slightly. He retracted his thoughts, looked at Adam, and said: "Very good, I will let the Lannister red robes of the Red Keep do your bidding."

His eyes were profound: "Remember, in this turbulent situation, countless pairs of eyes are secretly watching Lannister, and we must remain vigilant."

Sir Adam nodded slightly and responded solemnly: "Lord Kevan, please rest assured, even if it costs my life, I will ensure that Lord Tywin is safe and sound."

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After Sir Adam left, Earl Kevan got up and went to the Prime Minister's study upstairs.

"Lord Tywin, I have met Ser Adam."

The old lion didn't look up from the text, turned a page, and said, "Thank you."

After standing quietly for a while, Earl Kevan hesitated and called, "Brother."

Hearing this, the area around Lord Tywin's forehead deepened, and he looked up from the document.

"I heard that Joffrey was dissatisfied because he was not allowed to move around freely, and he has a willful personality. I'm worried..."

Lord Tywin put down the document: "Are you worried that he will be bad for me?"

Earl Kevan nodded: "Joffrey's willfulness carries the madness of the Mad King."

Leaning back on the chair, Tywin snorted coldly and said, "If Joffrey has the courage to resist me, maybe I will give him a high look."

He frowned involuntarily when he mentioned his grandson, who was as stupid as his good daughter.

He directly changed the subject: "Kevan, sit down, let's talk about Martell."

Earl Kevan nodded slightly. He moved to the chair opposite Duke Tywin and sat down. He pondered for a moment and said, "Prince Doran is a cautious and rational ruler. In addition, I represent the West and the River this time." Bayland and Valley, so I think peace talks will not be too difficult, what I am worried about is their conditions.”

Duke Tywin tapped his hand on the armrest of the Prime Minister's chair a few times and said, "Them?"

Earl Kevan tapped his chin: "Yes, there is a force in Dorne that hates us, and their leader is the dead Oberyn. According to Prince Doran's character, he will not only want to appease this force, but He may even think about quelling the flames of hatred that Dorne has always had. After all, Dorne's peace and stability are crucial to his rule."

After a pause, he continued: "As a qualified ruler, Prince Doran will not give up the opportunity to repair relations with the Red Keep. Targaryen has withdrawn from the Iron Throne for sixteen years. With the current situation, for Dorne , it is a wiser choice to reconcile with us.”

Lord Tywin tapped the armrest with his fingers again, and said thoughtfully: "What do you think Martell will ask for?"

Earl Kevan frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "He will definitely propose a marriage to us in the name of appeasing the emotions of the Dornish people."

He spread his hands: "I think with Prince Doran's wisdom, he is very clear about the current situation of the Seven Kingdoms, and he will not waste the opportunity to let the Martell family join the Baratheon royal family."

Duke Tywin remained silent, his fingers still tapping the armrest from time to time, as if weighing the pros and cons.

After a moment of silence, he said, "How do you want me to support you?"

Earl Kevan sighed and said, "Although time seems to be in a hurry, I hope to add one person to the list of envoys..."

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Ange and Leighton pretended to be ordinary guests. They walked into a women's branch in the Queen's District one after another at a distance.

In the hall, there was a mixture of various smells of wine and powder, and various voices of men and women were intertwined.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and Ange walked to one side under the guidance of the waiter, while Leighton walked to the other side.

Admiring various "brave" men and women casually, Ange had to admit that... This mission was very difficult.

Sitting down at an empty table, An Gai took out a silver deer, waved it in front of the waiter, lowered his voice, and said in a vulgar tone: "I heard that you have... a lioness and a little lioness here?"

The waiter's eyes lit up, and he took the gold coin with a flattering smile: "Generous master, in the evening, they will be in..."

He pointed to the closed door in the hall: "In there, they will "perform" for the generous guests."

An Gai raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "What will they perform?"

The waiter looked around, moved a little closer, and said: "Tonight's show will be very exciting, called "The Night of the Widow Lioness", as far as I know..."

As he said, the waiter's eyes rolled around, but he smiled and stopped talking. An Gai seemed to be unable to resist exploring, and threw another silver deer over.

"Thank you, sir, for your generosity. May the gods bless you."

The waiter leaned over and whispered in An Gai's ear: "Several men like delicate flowers are waiting to serve the lonely lioness on stage... Hehe..."

An Gai couldn't help but laugh, and the laughter of the two was very obscene.

After laughing, An Gai's expression suddenly froze. He seemed to have just realized something. He carefully glanced around and whispered: "I feel like that... You are so bold. I don't want to cause trouble."

The waiter's eyes were a little evasive, but he quickly returned to a flattering look.

"Dear sir, they are just playing the lioness from Rees. You can enjoy it to your heart's content. No one will disturb you."

Under the enthusiastic persuasion of the waiter, An Gai took out a gold dragon and reserved a good seat to enjoy the "performance" inside.

When the wine pot was brought, in order not to appear to be deliberately prying, An Gai asked the waiter to leave and planned to find an opportunity to chat with some guests.

While drinking, Angai was looking for his target, and at the same time... He evaluated in his heart that the beauties here were more direct and enthusiastic than those in the Women's Branch of Shataya.

Angai liked this place very much because he liked to be passive (Chapter 37).

"Dornish."

Although the surrounding voices were noisy, Angai, as a natural archer, noticed the voice at once.

Angai's eyes moved and looked in the direction of the voice, and then his Adam's apple rolled.

It was a very beautiful young woman with big black eyes and shiny black curly hair. She was not tall, but her flawless olive skin, coupled with her seductive curves, was extremely charming.

She sat down opposite Ange, propped up her graceful chin with both hands, looked at him, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Good day, Dornishman, Ange Ange."

Then, she chuckled seductively: "You are very special, sir."

Ange blinked. According to his experience, the woman in front of him seemed to be a noble of high status. Could it be that she came here to seek pleasure like the men?

He asked tentatively, "My dear lady, who are you?"

She smiled, reached out to pick up the wine pot, and poured wine into her glass while saying, "A commoner from Dorne, who was knighted in the Great Sept of Baelor, and even a knight with a manor, and a personal guard of Duke Kleber."

She took a sip of wine: "Your life is wonderful enough, Sir Anguy, as if under the watchful eyes of the gods in the sky, miracles are accompanying you."

Hearing this, Anguy leaned back in his chair, paused, and grinned: "My 'God' is Lord Green."

The young beauty's bright eyes moved slightly, she smiled lightly, and said: "It seems that my words accidentally aroused the knight's vigilance..."

As she said this, she grabbed the wine glass and stretched it towards Anguy.

Anguy was slightly startled, he looked at her, then looked at the wine glass.

"It's an apology for disturbing you, sir."

She signaled with her eyes, and the wine glass in her hand moved slightly, and then... turned her lips to drink towards him.

Anguy's Adam's apple rolled. This was too passive. Then... He leaned forward and she fed him a mouthful of wine.

She looked at him and laughed: "Drink slowly, sir. I'll wait for you."

After drinking, Anguy wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He just realized a dream. A noble lady served him wine. He was in a very happy mood at the moment.

With a light cough, Anguy was about to say something when her voice came over: "Dear sir, my name is Arianne Nymeros Martell."

Martell... Arianne? !

Anguy was stunned at first, and then blurted out: "You are the heir of Sunspear and Dorne??!!"

Seeing Arianne nod, Anguy couldn't help asking again: "Why are you here?"

Arianne shrugged gracefully: "I came here with my cousins. I love them very much."

An Gai finally "digested" something about his encounter with Prince Daolang's daughter in the Women's Branch.

He stood up and stroked his chest: "It is a great honor for me to meet you, Your Highness Martell. Just now... please forgive me for my offense."

Arianne watched Angei salute to her with a gentle expression, paused, and said: "Sir Angei, please sit down."

As she spoke, she put the rim of the wine glass to her red lips, took a sip of wine, and blinked lightly with one eye.

As Duke Green's personal guard, Ange had naturally seen many of Kleb's secrets. At this moment...he suddenly thought of the scene where his lord was getting along with Queen Cersei for some reason.

In front of him, a woman exuding fatal temptation was approaching him with an unknown purpose. He kept warning himself... to stay awake!

She fell in love with him? He was at least certain that this was completely impossible.

An Gai avoided the eyes of the person opposite him by drinking, and said: "Your Highness Martell, you came to see me in person, but you have something to tell me."

After saying that, he quickly glanced at the other side of the hall, intending to "contact" Layton quietly.

Princess Arianne swung the wine glass in her hand and said, "I think my cousin is chatting with your partner. She will tell him that you are with me, Sir."

An Gai's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Arianne and complained exaggeratedly: "Your Highness, you are making me a traitor. I will die."

Arianne seemed to be amused by Ange, she laughed so hard: "No, Martell and Kleb are not enemies."

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To "celebrate" the death of Robb Stark, Cersei Lannister will lead all the ladies to pray in the Great Sept of Baelor for seven days?

In the study, Green frowned while reading the letter sent from the Prime Minister's Tower.

Green stood in front of the wall hanging the map of the Seven Kingdoms and thought, why did Duke Tywin suddenly want to temporarily transfer Queen Cersei away from the Red Keep?

Green's eyes slowly scanned the map, stretched out a finger, and clicked on King's Landing first, then Casterly Rock, and finally... stopped at Sunspear.

He tapped his finger lightly, was he planning to take Princess Myrcella away?

His eyes narrowed slightly. Is this bait or a bargaining chip?

When Green was looking at the map and lost in thought, there was movement outside the study door, and Brienne's voice came over: "My lord, Layden is asking for an audience."

Pushing the door open, Layton said with a somewhat solemn expression: "Lord Green, Princess Arianne Martell and the Sand Snakes (the collective name for the Red Viper's illegitimate daughters) are in the women's branch. She and they hope to meet you. ”

Green raised his eyebrows slightly, paused slightly, and said, "The women's branch again?"