The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Green looked at James and said, "Are you okay?"

James shrugged: "Only when I put on the white robe can Cersei feel relieved. She wants to inherit Casterly Rock and she wants to rule everything."

Seeing James pretending not to care, Green suddenly remembered a sentence deep in his memory: The grandson doesn't feel bad at all when he sells his grandfather's land.

Really...well done.

Green raised an eyebrow slightly: "It seems... our wise Queen Mother is also very aware of your importance in Lannister, sergeant."

After taking a sip of wine, James' green eyes moved slightly, looking towards Green, and said, "Why didn't you attend Tommen's coronation ceremony?"

Green looked at the funeral procession that was gradually marching into the distance, sighed softly, and said, "That is the stage that belongs to Cersei Lannister."

After a pause, he patted James on the arm: "Please cheer up. Queen Cersei is prone to impulsive actions at this time. Lannister needs you very much today."

"Uncle Kevan is enough."

James combed his wind-tossed hair with his fingers and said, "Recently, I often dream about my fallen brothers of the Kingsguard. What I care more about now is restoring the glory of the Kingsguard in the past."

As he spoke, he murmured to himself: "Maybe I'm still qualified to do this..."

Seeing the self-deprecating bitter look on James' face, Green moved his index finger against his thumb and said, "Are you planning to repair the dilapidated house? This is much harder than playing swordsmanship, why don't you choose something easier? The goal? For example, to be a statue of the Red Fort quietly every day.”

James glanced sideways at Greene and said with firmness in his tone: "I will let you and everyone see the supreme glory of the Kingsguard."

"I will look forward to it." Green pointed in the direction of the city gate with his chin, and then said: "Let's go and have something to eat."

The two walked side by side towards the city gate, and Green was the first to break the silence: "Where do you plan to start restoring the glory of the Kingsguard?"

Ser Jaime thought for a moment and said, "I will clear the Kingsguard's trash first."

Green nodded in agreement, but quickly frowned and said, "Will Queen Cersei agree?"

James' face darkened: "She won't stop me."

Green did not ask for the reason and directly changed the subject: "James, do you have a suitable candidate for the Kingsguard in your mind?"

Sir James frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "This still needs to be considered, but I believe we will find it."

They had arrived at the gate of the city. Green took the reins handed over by the attendant, got on his horse, paused, and said: "If I recommend you a candidate for the Kingsguard when you are ready to fight, I will let you Are you embarrassed, Sir?"

James reached out and stroked the horse's hair, and said: "I believe in Duke Kleb's honor."

Green shrugged: "His name is Vardis Egan (Chapter 387), one of the guard captains of the Red Keep. You can test him as much as you like."

Gou Alley, Knight Tavern.

After the two sat down, the waiter quickly brought barbecue, wine bottles and wine glasses. Green looked around casually and said: "Tyrion and I met here for the first time (Chapter 21). That day was also the first day I arrived in King's Landing..."

As he spoke, he smiled to himself and said, "I suspect I am mourning him."

James, who was pouring the wine, couldn't help laughing: "Tyrion will complain loudly and ask you to comfort him with beauty, if he is here..."

After talking for a while, he pushed the filled wine glass over and said, "Is there any news about him?"

Green picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said: "Except for the weather being slightly colder, his life will not be any worse than in King's Landing, but... he should still be on the ship at this time."

"This is good news."

James raised his glass and said, "Have you met Cersei?"

Green rubbed the body of the wine glass, was silent for a while, and said: "After a brief chat, she made me feel a little strange, but I didn't think much about it. After all, she suddenly lost her father and eldest son overnight... "

Hearing this, Jaime shrugged slightly. Her eyes were blinded by the desire for power... He did not express his inner thoughts. Although he no longer loved Cersei, he did not want to accuse her in front of others.

He took a sip of wine: "I believe Uncle Kevan will help her stabilize the Red Keep soon."

Green agreed: "I support your idea. Count Kevan has enough wisdom and ability to stabilize the current situation of the Seven Kingdoms and Tommen's Iron Throne."

After a pause, he also raised his glass: "The premise is that Queen Cersei and Earl Kevan reach an agreement on governance."

Green's reminder seemed to make James think of something. He frowned and took a slow sip of wine.

Green continued: "I hope... everyone in the Red Castle will have a tacit understanding before I come back."

James raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "You mean... you are leaving King's Landing again?"

After a pause, Green nodded slowly: "I don't plan to participate in what happens next. Cersei, Tommen, Lannister, Tyrell, the Lord Chancellor...it gives me a headache just thinking about it."

James couldn't help but sneer: "Unfortunately, I don't think the lioness will let you go easily. She needs you now."

"What she really needs is a Lannister."

Green spread his hands and continued: "That's why I found you. In the past, you disappeared suddenly, and then I explained your whereabouts to Cersei. This time... it's finally your turn, White Knight. ”

James recalled it for a moment, and it seemed that was indeed the case.

He shook his head and said: "Okay, let me do it this time. By the way, have you thought of the reason?"

Green thought seriously for a while and said, "Suddenly tired of Game of Thrones? Or can you help me think of a more suitable one?"

Sir Jaime spread his hands and said, "If my tongue could be as flexible as yours, I don't think my knighthood would be so bad."

Green raised his face and smiled: "Take your time, James, you can still live for a long time. At least you still have a chance to redeem the things you regret."

Seeing the bitterness on James' face, the kind-hearted Lord Green comforted him: "At least, the Kingsguard today are notoriously bad, and it is easier for you to get support from others."

Amid Green's laughter, James leaned back in his chair, smiled, and said, "This sounds really comforting, Your Majesty the Duke."

In the afternoon, the sun is still hot.

As soon as Green arrived at the Red Keep, he met Count Kevan and his guards who were about to enter.

After meeting, Green hugged Count Kevan, and Green sighed: "The Seven Kingdoms have lost a pillar, and the entire Seven Kingdoms are immersed in grief for the death of your brother. I know that I cannot truly understand the depth of your heart. Please forgive me for the pain I feel.”

Count Kevan couldn't hide the sadness on his face. He nodded, patted Green's arm, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Thank you for your concern, thank you."

The two of them entered the Red Keep together, walking and chatting casually. When they reached the vicinity of the godswood, Green suddenly stopped.

"Count Kevan, please excuse my presumption, will you take over as Prime Minister?"

Earl Kevan also paused. He was silent for a long time with his hands behind his back, and then slowly said: "Duke Green, to be honest, maybe even I don't know the answer."

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Mageta, his eyes deep and complicated: "Perhaps, there will be an answer soon."

Green's brown eyes moved slightly, and he spoke in an uncertain tone: "Are you worried about the Queen Regent?"

A wary look flashed in Earl Kevan's eyes, and then seeing that he deliberately changed the subject, Green did not ask further questions, but continued to chat with him about other things.

Earl Kevan said goodbye in the garden near the throne room and left. After his figure completely disappeared from sight, Green paced back and forth for a few steps and suddenly said: "Brenne, please have someone prepare the carriage. We will leave in a moment." Red Castle, go directly to Kleb Manor outside the city."

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Maegor's Tower, the Queen Mother's study.

Cersei looked closely at the old, worn gold coin in her hand.

Grand Maester Pycelle's voice sounded: "Your Majesty, it comes from before the War of Conquest. The king on the coin is the 20th King of Gars, and the hand is the coat of arms of the Gardener family (Chapter 391)."

Cersei tightly held the gold coin in her hand. She barely suppressed the fire of hatred in her eyes and said coldly: "Pycelle, forget what happened just now. If anyone else knows what I asked you for advice, I will pull out the money." Drop your tongue."

Pycelle's body trembled obviously and he said tremblingly: "Of course, please don't worry. I am old and my memory is not good. I don't know anything. I swear to you, Your Majesty the Queen Mother."

Queen Cersei waved her hand impatiently: "You can retreat."

Not long after Pycelle left, Count Kevan arrived as promised.

"Sir Osney, please don't let anyone disturb us."

After Lord Kevan sat down, Cersei cast her eyes on him. Her uncle's skin still looked delicate, but at the age of fifty-seven, his head was basically bald... His square chin was full of flesh, trimmed A very short yellow beard cannot cover it up.

The uncle in front of her reminded Cersei of the old guard dog in Casterly Rock...but what she needed right now was a loyal guard dog.

Her red lips parted slightly: "Uncle Kevan, I know very well how much my father relied on you in the past, and now... I also need your service."

She raised her chin slightly: "Tommen has been successfully crowned. He needs an experienced elder to accompany him. My son and I... hope that you will take over my father's position."

"The position of prime minister..."

Earl Kevan stared at the proud lioness for a while and said slowly: "I heard that James rejected your invitation."

Cersei looked slightly unnatural: "At that time, the sudden death of my family made me in a daze and I couldn't think clearly. I can't even remember what I said... Jaime is very brave, but I am familiar with him. "Everyone knows that he cannot bear the heavy responsibility of prime minister."

Of course his niece is familiar with his nephew (Chapter 368)... A touch of sarcasm passed across Count Kevan's lips, and he said: "Cersei, the vacant position of Prime Minister... you can consider Mace ·Duke Tyrell, this may allow tomorrow’s royal meeting to end smoothly.”

Cersei's upper body suddenly leaned forward and said angrily: "Never!"

After a pause, she swept a lock of hanging hair onto her forehead: "I will never indulge the greedy Tyrell family!"

Earl Kevan nodded, his voice still unhurried: "It is indeed a stupid thing to make Mace the Prime Minister, but it is even more stupid to make him an enemy. Cersei, I have heard what happened in the Hall of Lights. I said it, it is extremely unwise for you to deny the oath between Lannister and Tyrell in front of everyone."

"I didn't deny it, I just forgot it temporarily. I was very sad at that time, which is normal!"

Kevan's reproach made Cersei impatient. She leaned back in her chair again, calmed down her mood a little, and then said: "Who can hold the position of Prime Minister better than my father's brother - the man who has always been close to my father and who has always been close to me?" Who is more qualified to take over his position than his selfless brother?"

Kevan let out a long sigh: "Everyone needs someone they can trust. My brother trusts me and your mother."

While it's unclear why her uncle suddenly mentioned her mother, Cersei chimed in casually: "He loved her, I know... they're reunited now."

"I pray the same and hope that my brother can be with her."

With that said, Earl Kevan looked at Cersei's face, stared at it for a while, and suddenly said: "Cersei, you are asking me to make another sacrifice."

Cersei did not deny it. She raised her glass, raised the corners of her lips and said, "Uncle, I will not ask for more than my father."

"But I'm tired."

Earl Kevan also picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. He said with emotion: "I haven't seen my wife for almost two years. One son has become a corpse (Martin Lannister, Chapter 280), and the other My son is about to get married...and Harrenhal, which my brother gave me, must be restored to its former glory. The fertile land of the Three Rivers needs to be protected, and the scorched fields await re-cultivation and sowing."

Cersei had no idea that Kevan would need her comfort. She suppressed her impatience and said in a gentle tone: "Uncle, Tommen cannot do without your help, and the kingdom needs your care even more."

"Tommen...the kingdom...Lannister..."

After murmuring, he took a sip of wine and sighed, "Okay then, I will stay and serve King Tommen..."

"Very good………"

Cersei was about to praise, but Kevan suddenly raised his voice and stopped her words.

"...The condition is that I will serve as regent and hand of the king, and you will return to Casterly Rock City."

Hearing this, Cersei stared at Kevan in astonishment for a while before reminding him: "Uncle, I am the Queen Regent."

Kevan stared at her: "You are now, but have you forgotten the order left by Lord Tywin before his death? He asked you to leave the Red Keep and return to Casterly Rock (Chapter 388)."

Cersei's anger suddenly surged: "He said this, yes, but I didn't agree!"

Kevan's expression remained calm: "Cersei, since you want to inherit your father's Casterly Rock, as a lord, you should naturally guard your territory."