The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Cersei's green eyes lightly scanned Green's body, the corners of her mouth raised with a meaningful smile, and she said: "Your words are always so pleasant, dear Green, I can't help but reward you in advance. ,right here."

Green's eyes seemed to be staring at some kind of rare treasure. He raised his glass and said: "The transaction is fair. I have enough patience, my Queen Mother."

Cersei raised her glass gracefully and said, "I'm looking forward to it, dear knight."

"Me too."

After breakfast, Green actually enjoyed the treatment that James had only had before... watching the maids dress up the lioness in front of the full-length mirror.

after an hour.

Green and Cersei saw Qyburn, who had been waiting for him, in the hall of Maggot Tower.

He had a slight smile on his face that was easy to impress, and he respectfully touched his chest and saluted: "Good day, Your Majesty the Queen Mother, Your Majesty the Duke."

Cersei raised her chin slightly and said in a haughty tone: "Good day, my intelligence chief."

After that, she continued to move forward and said at the same time: "Let's go together."

While walking, Cersei felt Green's gaze. She turned her head and looked over, her red lips slightly parted: "The old lion doesn't like the chief intelligence officer, but I am different. I need someone who can help me find out the enemy's eyes." , Cobain happens to have a good eye.”

Qyburn's intelligence gathering ability was recognized by Cersei (Chapter 391). He was one of the many ministers who was personally promoted by Cersei last night.

Lord Green had to admit that the lioness's speed was indeed... extremely fast.

"You have piercing eyes."

Green looked back at the person following him, and Cobain smiled gently at him.

He tapped his chin: "Congratulations, Sir Qyburn."

Hearing this, Coburn stroked his chest again and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Duke. I can't repay you. All I can do is serve Her Majesty the Queen Mother with all my heart."

Green nodded, then turned his head and said to Cersei: "He seems quite reliable."

A proud look flashed across the lioness's face: "Varys once made everyone think he was indispensable, but not everyone is a fool. When I announce Qyburn as the new intelligence chief, those pests will Busy to fawn over, selling all kinds of information for a little money.”

Green agreed: "Yes, gold and silver treasures can shake the loyalty of most people."

While they were talking, they had already arrived in front of the carriage. Cersei paused. She curled her lips, looked at Greene up and down, and asked, "Most of them?"

Green shrugged. He reached out to help Cersei get into the carriage, then took the reins from the attendant and climbed onto the horse.

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In the small hall of the throne room, the main figures of the Queen Mother's Party gathered together. Green's eyes swept over the senile Pycelle and the seemingly chinless Sir Harris Swyver (Kevan's father-in-law, Chapter 205). and Lord Gyles Rosby who kept coughing, and James who stayed alone in a "remote" corner.

Seeing their arrival, the three old men stopped talking and came over with smiles on their faces.

"Everyone..."

Cersei glanced at Jaime a little further away, showed a slightly stiff smile, and continued: "Please forgive me for being late."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sir Harris responded enthusiastically: "Wherever we are, we are all servants serving the Queen Mother. It is our great honor to wait for your arrival."

Hearing this, Cersei showed some satisfaction and said: "Qyburn, please come forward. Everyone, he is the chief intelligence officer I appointed."

The sleepy-eyed Grand Maester Pycelle immediately widened his eyes, his old face turned purple, and said: "Qyburn was deprived of the bachelor's necklace by the bachelor's city. How can such a person become a minister! Your Majesty, this is This person should be expelled. His standing here is a stain on the Red Fort!"

The old maester spat in front of her, and Cersei said coldly: "Shut up, if you can't calm down, I'll expel you first."

While the lioness was teaching the old man a lesson, Green came to Sir James' side. He pointed his chin in the direction of Sir Harris: "He seems to be here for the position left by your father."

James followed him for a while and said with a complicated expression: "He doesn't have that ability."

He added mentally: But Cersei might prefer to use such a weak and incompetent person...

After a pause, Sir James's green eyes looked at Green beside him, and suddenly said: "Is it sweet?"

Green was startled for a moment and raised an eyebrow slightly: "What are you referring to?"

Sir James looked at Green with the eyes of an old swordsman looking at a novice swordsman, and said seriously: "Look at me, take it easy."

After a moment of silence, Green scratched his cheek with his index finger and said, "I suddenly feel that the white robe suits you very well, James."

James glanced sideways at Green, paused, and said, "How are the preparations going?"

"It may take a few days..." After saying that, Green asked doubtfully: "Why do you care about me so much?"

After a moment of silence, James didn't know what he was thinking of. He sighed slightly and said: "Looking back on the past, it seems that you can make the right choice every time..."

Hearing this, Green's lips curved slightly: "Are you interested in following me to quell the war in the Seven Kingdoms? I happen to be short of a white knight to hold my horse for me."

James glanced at Green sideways again and said, "That's really a great honor."

After the two chatted casually for a few words, the smile on James' face suddenly disappeared. His eyes and the lioness's eyes touched inadvertently... and then she walked over here.

After getting closer, Cersei's tone couldn't contain her anger: "James, you'd better find all those pyromancers. Otherwise...forget it...I'll tell Harlin (the president of the Alchemist Guild) (Chief) Send a few more people over.”

Jaime shrugged: "Cersei, I just discovered today that my sword is very good at driving people away."

"you!"

Seeing that Lannister was about to have another argument, Green left silently, but he soon ran into Ser Harris who came over on his own initiative.

He showed a slightly flattering smile: "Dear Duke Kleb, please allow me to disturb you for a while."

Green nodded slightly and said: "Sir Swiffer."

"King Joffrey and Prime Minister Tywin died together in an accident on the same night. This is really extremely sad..."

Sir Harris sighed: "This man has passed away, but the kingdom still needs someone to stand up... Dear Duke, Lannister and Crabb are like a family, and I don't want to hide it from you... My Son-in-law, alas, he loves his brother, and he is too sad to serve the kingdom for the time being, alas..."

After a pause, he continued: "In such a critical time, I hope that I can stand up on behalf of my son-in-law and serve King Tommen...for Queen Cersei...and serve all of you...if I can, Shouldering the heavy responsibility of stabilizing the Seven Kingdoms..."

The bald old man came slightly closer and lowered his voice: "I promise, I will listen to Kleb's voice."

Green patted Sir Harris's arm and said, "Very good. Your courage is admirable. I look forward to the day when you serve the Seven Kingdoms."

While everyone continued to chat, the chamberlain hurried to Cersei's side and whispered in her ear.

After listening, a sneer flashed across Cersei's face, her eyes swept over the people present, and said: "Everyone, Tyrell's distinguished guests have arrived, please follow me."

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Throne Room.

As the door behind the Iron Throne was slowly pushed open, the Lord Chamberlain sang: "Welcome—The Duchess of Casterly Rock—Warden of the Realm—The Queen Regent—Her Majesty Cersei Lannister— ——”

Cersei walked at the front with her head held high, and the others followed behind her.

Hearing the noise, the Duke of Metz, who was standing in front of the high narrow window, glanced at his mother who was sitting at the end of the long table of the Royal Council. He then put his hands on his back and looked at the visitor with a majestic expression.

The Sea Minister, Count Matus Rowan (Chapter 351) stood up from his chair and followed the Duke of Metz's gaze.

Cersei positioned herself on the other side of Lady Olenna's position, where the King's Chair was.

After the simple exchange of greetings among everyone, Cersei glanced at the old woman who was still pretending to be asleep and said: "This old lady seems to regard the royal meeting as..."

As she said that, she sat down gracefully on the king's chair, with a mocking arc on her lips: "Is it Rose's dormitory?"

Slowly opening her eyelids, Lady Olenna's cloudy eyes kept staring at her without speaking. Cersei couldn't help but frown and said: "Perhaps, I can send you to a room with a bed, so that... at least you won't be disturbed. Come to me and discuss government affairs with everyone present.”

Mrs. Olenna showed a toothless smile, and she spoke slowly: "Old women who have just woken up are always easy to be stupid. I'm really sorry. I just mistakenly thought it was my hen waking me up. Please forgive me. My rashness.”

How dare the old woman of the Rose family directly mock the lioness? !

Cersei's face instantly turned gloomy, and her eyes were filled with anger. She glanced at the people present who were focusing on her, and said coldly: "Is this the friendship that the Tyrell family wants to show me?"

Hearing the lioness' question, Lady Olenna just smiled and said, "Does the friendship between the Lannister family and the Duke of Highgarden mean that I and the Duke of Highgarden will respectfully wait for your arrival?"

She turned to Mace Tyrell: "Lord of Highgarden, please tell me, how long have we been waiting here?"

The Duke of Metz touched his beard, frowned displeased, and said, "It's almost half the morning."

Lady Olenna looked at Cersei again: "Dear Queen Mother, have you seen the sincere friendship of the Tyrell family now?"

Cersei moved her lips and said perfunctorily: "It seems that someone made a mistake about the time of the meeting. Everyone..."

Lady Olenna interrupted Cersei's words unceremoniously: "If someone deliberately gets the time wrong, please Her Majesty the Queen Mother to deal with that person immediately. This is a conspiracy. This is to destroy Tyrell and Lan. Nist’s friendship.”

The Duke of Metz echoed with sharp eyes: "Yes, it must be severely punished."

Cersei's hand under the table clenched tightly, and when she was about to speak, Green's voice sounded: "Ser Osfry."

Hearing this, Sir Osfry, who was standing behind Cersei, glanced at the Queen Mother secretly, then took two steps, stroked his chest and said, "Duke Green."

Green looked at Osfli: "Have you heard clearly the appeals of Lady Olenna and Duke of Metz? Please perform your duties as the Commander-in-Chief of the Golden Robe. Time..."

After pondering for a moment, he continued: "At the end of the imperial meeting, I hope you can bring us a satisfactory answer."

Seeing Sir Osfry looking at her hesitantly, Cersei secretly cursed an idiot and frowned: "Sir, didn't you hear Duke Green's order?"

"As ordered, Her Majesty the Queen Mother, Your Majesty the Duke." He turned around and walked a few steps before Sir Osfry came back to his senses. Duke Greene was hinting at something. Thinking of the distance to the dungeon...he couldn't help but quicken his steps. .

"Dear Duke of Metz, please take a seat."

The Duke of Mace nodded slightly, walked calmly with his hands behind his back, and came to the first chair on the right side of Lady Olenna to sit down. Green sat on the first chair to the right of Cersei.

After the two of them sat down, Queen Cersei raised her chin and said in a cold voice: "Everyone, please sit down."

Others took their seats one after another, and the first royal meeting after King Tommen's coronation officially began.

However... the topics of the meeting were constantly testing the patience of several people present, and Green had to "admire" Cersei's willfulness.

The first was Earl Gales, who was re-appointed as Finance Minister by Queen Cersei. He kept coughing while stating the dire situation of the royal family's financial revenue. He looked anxious and expressed his deep concern for the royal family's debts. Worry.

Then came Grand Maester Pycelle, who tremblingly spent more than twice as long as the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and he didn't even finish talking about the fact that the crow's nest in the maester's tower was nearly half empty.

His trembling voice echoed in the hall, making people feel irritated...

James' brows were knitted into knots, and Cersei, who was the mastermind behind the meeting arrangement, couldn't help but interrupted: "Let's move on to the next topic, I heard..."

After a pause, she ordered the imperial waiter to pour the wine and said, "The church hasn't elected a new archbishop yet?"

Pycelle, who was just about to sit down, tried his best to straighten himself up again. His bachelor's necklace sounded softly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is said that it is because there are more outstanding archbishops, so they have been unable to reach a consensus."

"It's really boring..."

Cersei took a sip of summer red and said impatiently: "Pycelle, in the name of the Royal Council, recommends Bishop Olydo to be the High Bishop (Chapter 368)."

"As you command, Your Majesty the Queen Mother."

Then, Cersei's eyes moved to Count Matus, who was sitting in the first position on Lady Olenna's left hand, and said: "Next topic, my Lord of the Sea, I would like to know the status of the reconstruction of the royal fleet."

Aren’t you here today to talk about the alliance oath between the Tyrell and Lannister families? Although Count Matus guessed that some "accident" must have happened here, he still reported the progress of new ship construction and sailor training to the Queen Mother Regent seriously and carefully.

"Next topic."

Cersei's words fell, and then Lady Olenna's voice sounded: "Queen Mother Lannister, when will this boring show end? You and I both know that these issues are not the theme of our gathering here at this time."

She leaned her upper body on the back of the chair and leaned forward slightly. The wrinkles on her face seemed to become deeper due to this movement: "The body of an old woman is not as good as the body of a young woman, and it is easy to stink. In order to prevent the young people who are close to me from I feel uncomfortable with the stench on my body, and I have to take care of myself every day. When I was in Highgarden, once or twice a day was enough, but in this King's Landing that smells like shit, I have to wash myself at least every day. Two times, preferably three times, only then can I be close to other people at any time.”

Cersei had a look of obvious impatience on her face and frowned: "What do you want to express, madam?"

Mrs. Olenna's eyes were deep, and her tone was unusually kind: "This city, known as the City of Kings, is really unbearable for an old woman like me. This place... is not worthy of nostalgia. So, if the Queen Mother doesn't Satisfied with the oath that Tyrell and Lannister once made, the old woman will respect your wishes and will try her best to speak good words for you in the south. Old woman... I don't want this meaningless waiting and dealing to continue to consume Tyrell. The little bit of friendship that took so long to build with Lannister.”