The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Cersei's hand tightened on James' arm: "You will succeed your father as Prime Minister. I don't need to tell you that you understand the necessity of it. Please..."

After a slight pause, she continued: "I need you, James."

There was a candlelight dance in Cersei's jade-like pond. Jaime stared at her for a while, smiled mockingly, and said: "Sister, don't be ridiculous, I am not suitable to rule."

Cersei's patience seemed to be running out: "Reign? Are you kidding? What I want is for you to inherit my father's position, not for you to rule the kingdom."

Her chin lifted slightly: "I will rule the kingdom until my son reaches adulthood."

After hearing this, Ser Jaime had to admit...he still underestimated Cersei's desire for power.

He moved his eyes to his father's sleeping appearance and said, "I don't know who I should feel sorry for, Tommen, the Seven Kingdoms, or the Lannister."

Snapped!

Cersei slapped Jaime, leaving a red mark on his face. He could avoid it, but... not only was his legs numb, but his body was also sluggish.

Cersei's angry voice sounded: "Jaime, you are a coward who can only run away. Where is your courage? Where did you leave it, the dungeon of Riverrun?"

Looking at the angry lioness, James had to admit...she was still very charming, but he was sure that he could no longer love her.

At the same time, he had to admit that she knew what words could sting him.

Sir James took a deep breath and said as coldly as possible: "If you are smart enough, you should know that only Uncle Kevan can take the place of father."

After saying that, Jaime looked like he didn't want to talk to him anymore. Cersei was so angry that she wanted to slap him again, but...she held back because his proposal was not bad.

So far, no prime minister has brought her joy.

Jon Arryn let Robert Baratheon sleep in her bed, and before he died, he went around to find out about her and Jaime's secrets.

Eddard Stark takes Arryn's sword and his actions force Cersei to kill him in order to get rid of Robert.

The dwarf Tyrion dared to humiliate her, and the old lion locked the lioness in his cage.

She wants revenge, she wants to rule the kingdom, and she does need a qualified prime minister, but how can the hand argue with the brain? The palm is supposed to obey her orders.

Therefore, the next prime minister must be an obedient prime minister.

Kevan might be up to it. He was tireless, shrewd, and obedient. She could rely on him, just as her father relied on him.

Plus, she had a Grimm, and that was a last resort. Green and Kevan have many similarities. They are both useful swords, but Green is too sharp. If he is given the position of Prime Minister, she is even sure that one day he will grow into the next Old Lion.

The lioness will never allow her sword to hurt herself, and the status quo is...just right.

But...the most suitable candidate for Prime Minister is still James.

Suddenly, a heavy downpour hit the high windows of the Great Sept of Baelor.

Cersei leaned over gently: "I'm sorry, I was so scared after my father and... left me. Jaime, I just want to feel at ease..."

She stretched out her trembling hand, touched his cheek, and said sadly: "I need you, I need my other half. You are me, I am you, I want you to hold me tight, want me, please, please you."

Jaime quickly grabbed Cersei's flailing hand, and then he looked sideways, fearing that the old lion would jump out of the coffin because of his rage.

Regret or luck? My father is still a silent and cold corpse, and he is slowly decaying.

"Cersei, I will leave soon. I will lead the funeral procession and take my father back to Casterly Rock."

Hearing this, Cersei's tearful blue eyes trembled: "Jaime, you swear you will love me forever. Making me beg like this is not love."

James turned his face to the other side, paused, and said slowly: "I have promised my father to take off his white robe and send him back to Casterly Rock City. I will go to the Golden Teeth City as promised to my father."

No, you must not go to Casterly Rock...Cersei suddenly pushed Jaime away, her voice slightly sharp: "Why don't I know about this? I am the queen regent, and you can't take it off without my permission. White robe...leave me!"

James frowned: "Cersei, I promised my father..."

The lioness interrupted coldly: "White Knight, how many times will you have to break your oath in this life to be satisfied? This is not only your own honor, but also the honor of Lannister. Are you going to trample on it again?"

She raised her head and said: "Since you don't want to become the Prime Minister, then you will be the captain of the Kingsguard. When the wake is over, I will order Earl Tytos Brax and Earl Quentin Benfort (Western Territory). The chief vassal of the king) sent his father's body to Casterly Rock for burial."

James suppressed his anger and said, "Cersei, he is my father."

Looking at James' cold, loveless eyes, the lioness suddenly roared: "The Kingsguard has no family, you only have me, only me!"

Sir Jaime clenched his fist: "Cersei, you can stop me from taking off my white robe, but you can't stop me from leaving. I no longer belong to the Red Keep. I promised my father to go to the battlefield."

Cersei's fullness rose and fell violently several times. She calmed down for a while, wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves, and said, "Okay, okay, if you want to go to the battlefield, I'll let you go."

Then, she said angrily: "I'm an idiot, I came to see you, I'm an idiot, I actually loved you!"

Her retreating footsteps echoed loudly, and Ser Jaime sighed deeply. Perhaps this was the best outcome.

Kingsguard, huh... Looking at his sleeping father, James somehow always remembered those memories that he was unwilling to avoid or deliberately avoided.

That night, he and his brothers of the Kingsguard, Jon Darry, happened to be guarding Queen Rhaella's chamber, while King Aerys indulged himself inside.

Queen Rhaella's cries came through the closed oak door, the sound more unbearable than the screams of those burned alive by King Aerys.

He asked Darry: We swore to protect the queen from harm.

Darry answered him: Yes, but the king is an exception.

The morning when Queen Layla set off for Dragonstone, he didn't even have the chance to speak to her, but he heard the whispers of the maids... They said that the queen looked like she had been mauled by wild beasts, and her thighs were covered with claw marks,* *Broken by teeth.

Standing next to his father, Jaime couldn't help but laugh again, the beast, the beast with the crown.

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In the early morning, the thick dark clouds were like heavy lead, weighing down the entire sky and making it suffocating. A layer of hazy mist filled the sea, making the already dark world even more depressing.

The bow of the Mermaid stirred up layers of white waves as it slowly approached the Dragonstone Pier.

On the dock, Davos Seaworth was waiting with his sons. He looked at the swamp marigold flag floating on the ship with a complicated expression, a mixture of awe and worry.

Duke Green stepped off the ship, surrounded by a crowd of blue robes, while Earl Davos breathed secretly and hurriedly came over.

After approaching, Davos took his sons and caressed his chest respectfully: "Good day, Your Majesty the Duke."

After sizing them up for a moment, Green walked over, reached out and patted the Onion Knight on the arm, and said in a gentle tone: "Long time no see, Earl Davos, good day."

After everyone paid their respects, Green took a step forward. He looked at the sky and said with emotion: "It seems that I have never seen such pleasant weather on Dragonstone Island."

Earl Davos also glanced at the thick dark clouds in the sky. While walking slowly, he said respectfully: "Smugglers tend to prefer when dark clouds cover the sun, because there are few people going out at this time."

Hearing Davos's response, Green smiled and said, "You don't seem to be doing well."

Davos paused for a moment, and after walking a few steps silently, he said: "Your Majesty, I am still confused. I have been thinking...the reason why His Majesty Stannis left me here... ...I think it's not just to punish me, there may be other deeper meanings...but unfortunately, with my clumsy mind, I really can't figure out his intention."

Green slowed down his pace slightly and said: "Stannis Baratheon is the wisest and most just man I have ever met. I believe that his fiery eyes can see the most honest side of the world. , including the Onion Knight who was a smuggler and whom he personally promoted. Perhaps he is just not used to it and doesn't like those words that sound hypocritical."

He turned his head to look at Davos, who was listening carefully, and continued: "Actually, when I read from the letter that you were left behind on Dragonstone Island, I was very surprised... I couldn't help but guess, Stan Why did Lord Nice abandon his most outstanding knight? Is this a good intention, or is there some hidden conspiracy..."

As he spoke, he sighed softly: "Later, I quickly figured out how, with his noble character, it was possible for him to use those conspiracy methods that he hated so much. I can only say... I am in the red I have witnessed too many dirty scenes in the castle, and I have been affected by it unknowingly, such as..."

He shrugged: "Whenever something surprises me, I habitually guess whether there is some conspiracy hidden behind it."

Davos looked at Duke Greene, who was discussing "private" topics with him like an old friend, and was slightly startled. He said respectfully: "His Majesty Stannis was very sorry that Lannister met you first (No. 53 Chapter), Duke Green."

"It is indeed very regrettable."

Green raised the corners of his lips and said with a bit of joking: "At that time, if you were honored to serve Lord Stannis, I would definitely try every means to take away at least half of the honor he bestowed upon you."

Hearing this, Earl Davos smiled unconsciously, and then his expression turned bitter, and his voice was slightly painful: "He gave me glory, but I betrayed his trust and betrayed him..."

"If he really thinks you betrayed him..."

Green paused, patted Davos, and said comfortingly: "I think what greets me today will be your head on a spear."

He looked up at the towering Dragonstone Castle and said, "Earl Davos, we will go in later."

He turned around, glanced at the crowd following them, and said, "Dale Seaworth, please come forward."

Davos' eldest son, Dale, has the same square face, brown eyes, and flowing, thin brown hair as his father.

Seeing the famous general from the Seven Kingdoms suddenly calling him, Dell couldn't help but glance at his father nervously, then walked out cautiously, caressing Green's chest: "Sir."

"Please kneel down."

Dale originally wanted to see if his father had any hints, but the pressure from the Duke was so strong that he could not think any more, and his legs knelt down involuntarily.

At this time, Green's voice sounded steadily: "Dale Seaworth, I heard that in the Battle of Blackwater River, facing the situation of defeat, you not only still commanded the battleship "Sea Spirit" to fight bravely, and tried your best to save many companions who fell into the water, but also took the initiative to attack the enemy who was several times more than you in pursuit in order to allow your companions to retreat smoothly."

His hand reached out to "Empty Silence" "Lady" hilt: "I heard that you have a knight-like heart of justice, to protect the weak as an honor, and to plunder others as a shame. Unparalleled courage and good character should be praised. This is the justice that all mortals on earth should follow. I——"

With a bang, he drew his sword and said loudly: "Green of the Crab family, the ruler of the valley and the Crab Claw Peninsula, the Duke of Eagle Nest City, under the witness of the gods in heaven, confers Dale Seaworth as a knight."

Unexpected or pleasant surprise came suddenly, Dale looked up at the majestic Duke Green in a daze, then came back to his senses and hurriedly lowered his face respectfully.

Green put "Lady Empty" on Dale's right shoulder and slowly said: "In the name of a warrior, I ask you to be brave. In the name of the Father, I ask you to be fair..."

After the ceremony, Green took back the sword and said gently: "Stand up, Sir Dale Seaworth."

Why did Duke Green give him this "gift"? Lord Davos knew that the nobles would not do useless things, and he did have some guesses in his heart.

His eldest son was still immersed in excitement, and his other sons gathered around to congratulate him. Davos couldn't help showing a look of relief.

After he was knighted by Lord Stannis, he never dreamed that his fifth son (Davon) would become his Majesty Stannis's attendant.

Now, he still never dreamed that he would personally witness his eldest son being knighted by the famous Duke of the Seven Kingdoms.

Glancing at the Duke of Green who was walking forward with his hands behind his back, Davos couldn't help thinking... If this was some kind of method used by the nobles, for the sake of the children's future, he really didn't mind...

Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly and quickly threw away the greedy delusion in his heart.

Davos touched his carefully trimmed beard last night and quickened his pace.