The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

[There are also forwards in the White Walker army, and they don’t just fall out in a few months. If time is so tight, the steady and cautious protagonist will not make a one-year engagement, but a half-year engagement. 】

Green's eyebrows raised slightly: "Do you have a specific location?"

Kevan Lannister nodded slightly, and then the two of them casually came to a corner with few people.

"Someone has seen her Black Wind in the waters near Ten Tower City."

Ten Tower City is the residence of the ruling family of Harlaw Island. Harlaw Island is one of the islands in the Iron Islands. Although it is not the largest in the Iron Islands, it is the richest and most populous.

Green pondered for a moment and said: "I remember that the leader of Harlaw Island, Rodrik Harlaw, is Asha Greyjoy's uncle."

Earl Kevan nodded, paused for a moment, took a sip of wine, and said, "It is said that after Balon Greyjoy died unexpectedly, her mother has been living in Ten Towers City."

Green also took a sip of wine and said: "It seems that she will soon receive the kindness of the Red Castle (Chapter 379)."

"If there is new information, a messenger crow will be sent from Lannisport soon. At that time, I will ask my servant to convey the news to you."

Seeing Green's slightly surprised expression, Kevan smiled gently and said: "The friendship between Lannister and Kleb is no less than that of Tyrell, and perhaps there will be more possibilities in the future... Unfortunately, I actually hope that you will take over my brother's responsibility, but my voice is not supported by others for the time being. "

Sighing, he looked at Green's clear brown eyes and continued: "Cersei likes to think of herself as his father. She doesn't let herself cry. She mistakenly thinks that her father's death has not affected her. In fact, she ignores or underestimates her. Because of the deep grief in her heart, she will do many abnormal things. For the sake of her love for you, I hope you can be more patient with her... My niece, please protect me. She’s thoughtful.”

His eyes became kind: "This is also for the friendship between Lannister and Kleb. Please believe me, our two families can be friends forever."

Green raised his glass and said, "Count Kevan, thank you for your honesty. I will try my best to protect her."

With a friendly smile, Earl Kevan also raised his glass: "I will set off tomorrow. The next time we meet may be at Harrenhal."

His tone was slightly teasing: "I will try to arrange the stones there as neatly as possible before you come."

After Earl Kevan left, Green did not move. He leaned on the stone pillar next to him and moved his eyes towards Cersei, just in time to see an interesting scene.

A few days ago, everyone sitting around the royal conference table was greeting each other. The Chancellor of the Exchequer, Lord Gales, seemed to want to kiss Cersei's hand gracefully, but instead turned her fingers into a coughing handkerchief.

As a result, the lioness' plumpness continued to rise and fall, and everyone behind her...no one continued to kiss her hands, but instead kissed her cheeks.

Green's brown eyes moved and he looked at Jaime Lannister who was patrolling. He was faithfully performing his duty to protect the king, and from time to time he opened slightly larger colorful curtains, as if to ensure that no one was hiding inside.

Green's eyes continued to move... then he suddenly paused, and he looked around for a moment.

Standing in the shadow of no one, holding a wine glass, with a faint smile on his lips... He looked like a villain no matter how he looked.

In order to prevent himself from misunderstanding, Green lifted his feet and left the place, heading towards the high platform under the dazzling sunlight.

In front of the king's table on the high platform, the red-faced Duke of Metz led everyone to toast. He smiled at Margery, raised the golden wine glass in his hand, and a bell-like voice sounded: "To His Majesty the King and his most charming— --fiancée!"

People around raised their glasses and shouted, clinking their glasses together.

Queen Cersei, who had just sat down, raised her glass symbolically in response.

Then came Lord Paxter Redwyne of Qingting Island (Lady Olenna's nephew), who took his turn to toast.

Paxter's body swayed, his eyes swept across Margaery, Tommen and Cersei, smiled drunkenly, raised his glass, and shouted loudly: "For our two queens, past and future! "

Tommen and Margaery expressed their gratitude together, while Cersei reluctantly took a sip of wine... Laugh, celebrate, and sooner or later you will learn that crying is also a kind of kindness.

"Cough cough cough......"

Tommen coughed, and Cersei frowned and looked over. She saw her youngest son's pale face, and her heart suddenly stopped beating. It reminded him of Joffrey's face lying in the bathtub.

Nothing can happen to her son, the lioness will never allow it!

Pushing the maid behind Tommen away, Cersei reached out to slap him on the back in panic.

Seeing this, Margaery comforted Cersei softly: "I just choked on the wine, and I will be fine soon."

The commotion here caused the surrounding area to gradually become quiet, and everyone's eyes moved over.

Margaery took Tommen's hand, kissed the back of his hand, and said: "My little fiancé, please drink slowly. Look, you are scaring Her Majesty the Queen Mother to death."

Tommen glanced at Cersei in embarrassment and said, "I'm sorry, mother."

Cersei's disgusted eyes were all focused on her. If it were Joffrey...he would never allow these people to offend!

My poor Joffrey, mother will definitely avenge you... Moist liquid filled her eyes, Cersei raised her chin slightly, she couldn't let them see her tears.

"Everyone, please allow me to leave for a while."

After saying that, Cersei stood up and crossed the Kingsguard, striding towards the rear.

Cersei asked the maids and Kingsguard who had followed them to leave, and stood alone in the corridor, with a lone tallow candle hanging high above her head.

The old lion could make everyone bow down, and she could do it too, as long as she was given a little more time... She allowed herself to sob softly, and then another.

A woman can cry, but not the heir of the old lion. Cersei exhaled slowly and wiped the tears hanging on her cheeks with the back of her hand.

"Cersei."

There was a sudden voice behind her, and this sense of familiarity made Cersei's body tremble slightly. She immediately turned her head and saw the person clearly, but a look of disappointment that could not be hidden flashed across her face.

It was Kevan. She was so ridiculous that she mistook the traitor's voice for that of the old lion. Although the two of them were brothers, they were completely incomparable!

She rubbed her temples with her thumbs and said, "Uncle Kevan."

Kevan stood in front of Cersei with her hands behind her back. Seeing him looking at her, she said, "The candle smoke hurts my eyes."

After saying that, she took out her handkerchief and wiped her cheeks dry in a few strokes.

Kevan looked away, nodded slightly, and said, "I'm surprised that Duke Greene doesn't seem to be interested in the position of prime minister at all."

Cersei put away the handkerchief and said coldly: "I saw you went to find him."

Earl Kevan frowned: "Cersei, aren't you surprised? With the current situation...why would he give up such a good opportunity?"

Cersei sneered and said: "My uncle, maybe Greene has hidden thoughts about the position of prime minister, but don't forget where he comes from. It is the Crab Claw Peninsula with only swamps and valleys. Moreover, he was just a man two years ago. It is surprising that a baron with such a small territory can occupy the entire valley. "

Lifting her chin slightly, she continued: "Compared to stabilizing the rule of the valley, what is the position of prime minister? If it weren't for me, he would have rushed back to the Eagle's Nest City to hold the wedding, instead of taking the initiative to go to the Riverlands. To help you manage the ruins."

An imperceptible look of contempt flashed through the lioness's green eyes: "My uncle, you should know very well how important the birth of the heir is to Green at this time, but I have to make it difficult for him to continue to contribute for your sake. I hope you will Don't let me down again."

Kevan pursed his lips and listened to Cersei's words before speaking slowly: "Cersei, maybe I shouldn't come here to disturb you."

The hand behind his back couldn't help but clenched into a fist. He tightened it before loosening it, and then said: "Another surprise is the sincerity shown by the Rose family. I hope you remember that that family is not weak. You and Margaery ·Tyrell can have disputes in the court game, but he can never bully..."

He moved his lips and looked at Cersei's expression of not wanting to stop at all. He shook his head very tiredly: "I really shouldn't have come to disturb you."

Cersei snorted coldly: "My uncle, because you are a Lannister, I will not deprive you of the opportunity to contribute to the kingdom. If you can get rid of the Riverland refugees in King's Landing as soon as possible, I will consider replacing you Acting as the Lord of Casterly Rock City.”

Kevan closed his eyelids, took in a breath slowly, exhaled, and said, "Cersei, your understanding of power is always so naive."

After that, he turned and left without waiting for Cersei's response.

Cersei's angry voice came from behind Kevan: "If you dare to offend me again, I won't mind letting you taste the taste of a dark prison!"

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Early the next morning, outside the gate of the gods.

The snowy white cloak was floating in the air. James glanced at the team in front of him, kicked his spurs suddenly, and the horse under him suddenly accelerated its running speed.

"Uncle Kevan!"

As the distance approached, James tightened the reins and gradually slowed down, turned over and dismounted next to Kevan, and said eagerly: "Why did you leave suddenly?"

"Captain, don't you know that I am going to Harrenhal to cultivate the land?" Count Kevan jumped on the horse, ignored his nephew, kicked the horse's belly, and said, "Let's go."

James spread his hands and had no choice but to jump on the horse again and ride side by side with his uncle.

"Uncle, I thought you would leave the errands to Lancel and you would stay in the Red Keep."

Kevan pulled the reins, adjusted the direction of the horse, and said angrily: "Didn't Duke Greene say that the Seven Kingdoms should be governed with the gentleness of women and the innocence of children? Which one do I belong to?"

James said helplessly: "Uncle, even I understand that rule cannot be so wonderful. This poor child of the Seven Kingdoms cannot do without your care."

Earl Kevan frowned in displeasure and said, "Sparse your talk. Why are you here? Did Her Majesty Cersei send you to deliver the final order?"

"I'm not here for Cersei. Even though we are twins, I have a beard and she has a beard, so I am me and she is her."

Earl Kevan gave him a complicated look, and James continued: "I'm here for you, uncle. King Tommen needs your teaching, and I want to ask you to stay."

"One wants to expel, the other wants to retain."

Earl Kevan pulled the reins: "Sir, I have no interest in participating in the game between you two. That's enough, you can go back to guard your king."

There was accusation in his uncle's words, and Jaime explained seriously: "Ser Balon Swann is guarding the king this morning. He is a loyal and brave knight."

Sir Kevan snorted and mocked: "In the past, whenever we mentioned the White Knight, there was no need to emphasize the word 'loyalty and bravery'."

Jaime had deeply felt his uncle's unhappy mood, and he did not argue, because he was determined to restore the former glory of the Kingsguard.

Jaime solemnly went straight to the point: "Uncle Kevan, I heard something. I suggest you make peace with Cersei. I will..."

Lord Kevan interrupted coldly: "Did I go to war with her? How come I didn't know?"

Jaime continued to persuade: "You know better than me that the disputes within the Lannister family will only benefit our enemies."

Kevan snorted again: "Even if there are disputes, it's not my fault. Cersei wants to rule everything. Very good, I fully agree. I will hand over all the affairs of the kingdom to her, and I will go to Harrenhal to enjoy peace."

Uncle is more powerful than he thought If someone is stubborn, Jaime decided to change his way of lobbying: "Compared to Harrenhal, uncle may go to Riverrun for inspection. The 20,000 new Lannister troops there are still lacking a wise commander."

Kevan's voice was filled with anger: "Why should I go there? Riverrun is under the unified command of Sir Davon, the new Warden of the West."

Jaime shrugged: "Since you don't want to talk, I'll shut up. I'll visit you in Harrenhal in a while, and then we'll continue the conversation."

He looked around and said: "Uncle, are you bringing too few guards? I heard that there are too many guards in the riverlands. "Kevan glanced at Jaime coldly: "Are you threatening me, sir?" Hearing this, Jaime was stunned: "Just reminding you, I mean... the riverlands are dangerous." Lord Kevan pulled the reins and said: "When I hanged countless bandits and robber knights, you were still in your cradle. Sir, if you are worried that I will personally duel with them, there is no need to worry. Not every Lannister is vain. "Jaime sighed helplessly: "My uncle, I just want to add more guards for you. " Lord Kevan Deep green eyes moved to Jaime: "No need for your generosity, my sworn knights have set out on my orders, and they will meet me before I enter the riverlands. Jaime, go back, I have to hurry."

Jaime looked at the north with regret and said: "Okay, I won't waste your time anymore. Before I leave... I want to tell you that you are the most suitable knight to sit in the prime minister's chair in the Seven Kingdoms."

"Your sister knows my conditions. Tell Cersei that my conditions remain unchanged. Please tell her by her pillow." Kevan kicked his horse's belly and left, followed by a dozen red robe guards.

Jaime stayed there in a daze, watching Kevan's team go away silently.

Barris Tavern on the King's Road (Chapter 132)

"Thank you very much, sir. May the gods bless you."

Sitting on the saddle and looking down, Kevan couldn't help but take a closer look at the excited girl holding the purse tightly. She had the same long curly golden hair as her niece... Recalling the little girl in the past, she was quirky and lively... But as she matured, she could no longer see the sweetness of her youth.

"Thank you."

The blonde girl was not as fair as his niece, nor did she have gorgeous clothes and jewelry, but he could feel that she tried her best to dress up every day, and she exuded the vitality that belonged to this age.

She enthusiastically introduced Kevan to the past glory of their tavern: "King Robert, the Duke of Winterfell, the Duke of the Eyrie, they once dined together in our store... and the distinguished ladies who accompanied them... Oh, my father went to a nearby farm to buy vegetables, he will be back soon... There are not many customers at this time, and it will definitely not disturb your rest... Look at me, I will clean the room for you right away, in fact, I already..." Seeing the blonde girl trotting away with her skirt lifted, Earl Kevan couldn't help but show a kind look, at that time... his niece also liked to run around.