The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

After a pause, Cersei suddenly asked: "What has Margaery been doing recently?"

Since taking control of the Royal Council, Cersei's time has been occupied almost every day by the kingdom's political affairs, which leaves her unable to spare any other energy...but she will never relax her vigilance against the hypocritical and cunning Rose.

The lioness will not keep her enemies happy for long. Joffrey in heaven is still waiting for his mother to avenge him.

"Except for nights, Miss Margaery spends every day with His Majesty Tommen, accompanying him in reading, riding horses and playing games. Her maids will often bring His Majesty's favorite toys from outside. She occasionally goes out to ride horses, but It doesn’t take long.”

Cersei stopped and was silent for a while, then said, "Tell the chamberlain to have Tommen accompany me for dinner starting today."

"As commanded."

Surrounded by everyone, Cersei quickly arrived at the royal carriage decorated with gilded lions that had been waiting outside the throne room.

Before entering the carriage, Cersei glanced at the golden-robed commander-in-chief standing by the carriage door and asked him to ride in the carriage with her.

In the carriage, the tall Osfli sat down opposite Cersei.

Cersei looked at Osfry's different "well-behaved" behavior from before, chuckled, and said: "Sir Osfry, do you want a drink?"

Without waiting for Osfry's response, Cersei picked up the wine glass, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one of them over.

Osfry lowered his eyes, respectfully reached out to take the wine glass, and his movements... seemed to be worried about accidentally touching Cersei's fingers.

Cersei couldn't help but frown slightly. Green's sword (Chapter 408) turned the men around her into true knights that even the gods would praise.

She took a sip of wine and said, "How is Osmond's injury?"

Osfry raised his eyes to look at Cersei, was silent for a moment, and replied: "Lord Qyburn took good care of my brother, but...but..."

"But what?"

"Except Lord Qyburn, he is now very afraid of seeing others, including me and Osney..."

There was pain in Osfori's voice: "My brother was... the bravest mercenary in the world..."

She drank too much that night...and although Cersei never pitied Osmund for his fate, she still wore an outward expression of sadness.

"When Sir Osmund recovers, I will compensate him as much as I can, a castle or a title... whatever he wants, I will give him."

"Thank you for your kindness." As he said this, Osfori's black eyes moved secretly, and his tone became cautious: "Duke Kleb's order is to exile my brother to the Great Wall. Will your arrangement make him angry? ………”

Snap!

Before he could finish speaking, Ser Osfry received a slap from Cersei.

"If Green really wanted to exile him, he wouldn't just cut off his vagina. Are you a fool?"

In fact, the person Cersei was really angry with was Jaime. Because of the heavy government affairs in the kingdom, before she could write a letter to "coax" Greene, Jaime left without saying goodbye again.

Although the two of them had a quarrel at the White Sword Tower last time, she never thought that James would be willing to truly leave her. He came into this world holding her feet, and she and he were destined to live and die together!

"Sorry, Your Majesty."

Osfry's voice interrupted Cersei's thoughts. After a pause, she reached out and touched his cheek, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect your loyalty, and I will also warn Green." of."

The lioness used to find Kate Black a bit charming, they could bring a sense of freshness that James couldn't give, but now... her new "toy" made her even more interested. Orion Waters (promoted by Cersei to Commander of the Royal Fleet, Chapter 415) has hair color closer to silver than gold, and his eyes are grey-green, not Prince Rhaegar's purple eyes. Despite this, the two of them are There are still many similarities... A few days ago, O'Leon shaved his beard cleanly for her. He wanted her. From the way he looked at her, it could be clearly understood - since she ** As she matures, nine out of ten men will look at her like that.

After withdrawing her thoughts, she swung the wine glass in her hand and said, "Has Osney made any progress?"

Hearing this, Osfori, who was sitting upright, looked hesitant: "He is making good progress, but..."

"only?"

There was a hint of anger in the lioness's voice: "I have almost lost my patience with Osney. I appointed him as Tommen's personal guard so that he can see Margaery every day. He should take it off quickly." That’s the right rose! Could it be that Little Rose doesn’t like Osney’s charm?”

"No, she enjoyed spending time with Osney and she wanted him, that's obvious."

Osfori also seemed a little confused: "But she and Osney were never alone. Most of the time, the king was present, and when the king was away, there were all kinds of other people."

"What about when you're riding a horse?"

"She always takes a large entourage with her when she rides out, at least four or five Knights of the Reach and a dozen green robes."

Cersei frowned: "What about at night? Doesn't Osney have a way to get close to him?"

Osfry shrugged: "Osney told me that Miss Margaery never sleeps by herself, and her Tyrell maids take turns sleeping with her every night."

Hearing this, Cersei began to suspect that Sir Osney was not a suitable candidate. Perhaps another man would be more to Margaery's liking...for example, the silver-haired Orion Waters?

But... according to Osfori, even if it were another man, it would be in vain.

Her slender hands clenched into fists involuntarily. Even if she believed that a White Walker would visit tomorrow, she would never believe that Margaery would be loyal to Tommen.

Osney's incompetence annoyed Cersei: "Tell your brother to sharpen his spurs, and I want to hear the good news of him riding on them as soon as possible."

After a pause, Osfli made a promise on behalf of his younger brother: "Don't worry, I will also assist him."

Cersei then showed a slightly satisfied look, and then changed the subject: "Have the golden robes been arranged?"

Aegon the Conqueror marked the day when the High Septon anointed him with holy oil in Oldtown as the anniversary of his declaration as King of the Seven Kingdoms.

Therefore, the blessing was originally just an empty ceremony, but it has irreplaceable symbolic meaning in the Seven Kingdoms.

When Tommen put on the crown, the Great Sept of Baelor had not yet elected a High Septon who could anoint the king with holy oil. This made her son's Iron Throne lack a layer of legitimacy in the eyes of ignorant pariahs.

The lioness was temporarily unable to spare the energy to deal with the messy church, but the illegal new archbishop yesterday clearly responded to the royal steward who invited him to anoint the king with holy oil - before the royal family repays its debt, the Seven Gods The Church would not bless King Tommen.

Very good, today she wants to let the world know the difference between lions and sheep, and by the way, teach the monks... what power is.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, I have arranged everything. In addition to the two hundred guards accompanying you, there are more than a thousand gold robes around the Great Cathedral of Baelor waiting for your orders."

Cersei reached out to the opposite side, squeezed Osfry's hand gently, and said softly: "You are very thoughtful, ser. I can't wait to see the monks pissed off by you."

Looking at the charming Queen Mother with a gentle expression, for some reason, Osfori suddenly saw the Duke who always had a gentle expression through her...

He stiffly squeezed out his voice: "This... this is my honor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage stopped suddenly, and Cersei almost fell off her seat.

"Oh, what the hell?"

"I'll go out and take a look." Hearing Cersei's angry voice, Osfry quickly opened the door and jumped out of the carriage.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, are you okay?"

The voice of the Kingsguard and Ser Meryn Trant sounded outside the carriage. Cersei raised her arms softly, opened a corner of the curtain and said, "What happened?"

"They are children playing, in front..." After a pause, Sir Marin added: "The golden robes are driving away the sparrows blocking the road."

"Tell Osfry not to move too much. I don't want to trigger another riot." After saying that, Cersei let go of the curtain and murmured in disgust: "How ridiculous."

Qyburn reported to her about the Sparrow. The monks who followed the High Sparrow called themselves Sparrows, so... did the High Sparrow allude to the leader of the Sparrows?

Is it these "sparrows" that stink worse than real sparrows that pushed the High Sparrow to the position of High Bishop? Cersei sneered, no matter how devout the monk was, he would not become a parasite relying on the royal family for survival in the end.

Outside the carriage could be heard Osfoley's roar: "Clear the streets! Make way for the Queen Regent!"

Soon, the carriage began to move forward, and Cersei closed her eyes and fell asleep.

…………

There were hundreds of people camping on the square of the Great Sept of Baelor, with smoke rising from the stoves. Rough tents and simple huts made of mud scraps occupied the pure white marble. Even the steps under the pulpit of the Great Sept were covered with bedrolls.

Cersei, who got off the carriage, was escorted by the Kingsguard, red robes and gold robes, and walked through the tattered "sparrows". Their expressions were dull, gloomy, and full of hostility, and they reluctantly got out of the way.

Cersei couldn't help but frown. It would be great if these filthy crowds were real sparrows. They would all be scared away by roaring.

She regretted her soft-heartedness. She should have followed the old lion's example and sent the gold robes with clubs, swords and maces to clear the way.

When they were about to walk up the stone steps to the entrance of the Great Cathedral, Cersei and others were blocked by a group of armed people with seven-pointed stars tattooed on their foreheads.

They wore mail armor and boiled leather armor, as well as a few scattered pieces of dented plate armor... Some held spears, some held long swords, most of them were equipped with axes, and all of them wore brown clothing. Coarse robe.

The two at the front crossed their spears, preventing Osfry, who was clearing the way in front of Cersei, from moving forward.

Today, the sparrows made the newly appointed commander-in-chief in golden robes lose face in front of the Queen Mother. He grabbed the handle of the sword on his waist and said angrily: "How dare you appear in front of the Queen Mother Regent with weapons? Are you planning to rebel?"

A hunchbacked gray-bearded sparrow came out and said: "Your Majesty the Queen Mother, we welcome you, but your followers must take off their sword belts. In accordance with the order of the Archbishop, weapons cannot be brought into the church."

Ser Marin said coldly: "Even when the king is by his side, the Kingsguard does not need to disarm."

The gray-bearded sparrow responded unhurriedly: "The king's side is the king's decision, but this is the palace of the Seven Gods."

Glancing at the sparrows gradually gathering around her, Cersei couldn't help but sneer. Did she put down her weapon and wait to be torn into pieces by these untouchables?

Cersei was very angry. These dirty sparrows took her unsolicited visit as a sign of weakness from the lioness, and she must teach them a lesson.

She raised her chin slightly and said loudly: "Say hello to the High Sparrow for me. I will find a suitable time to visit here again."

The lioness didn't want to experience a second untouchable riot. She sat in the Red Fort and killed all the little sparrows who dared to offend the lion's majesty.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother."

The old voice called Cersei, who was about to leave. She turned her head and looked up the steps. The bold sparrows respectfully gave way, and a small, thin old man appeared.

He walked down the steps step by step, stopped in front of Osfori, who was standing at the back, stroked his chest, and said: "May the gods bless you, Queen Regent."

Cersei walked over surrounded by the Kingsguard and said coldly: "Are you the High Sparrow?"

The High Sparrow showed the amiable expression of an ordinary old man: "That's right."

Only then did Cersei realize that the High Sparrow was barefoot, as dark and rough as tree roots, covered with calluses, and extremely ugly... Is this the High Bishop?

Cersei frowned: "Who allowed the people behind you to carry weapons in the Great Sept? High Sparrow, do you know what it means when you appear in front of me with weapons?"

The High Sparrow stroked his chest again and sighed: "For the poor people who are suffering from hunger, bread is their life, but thieves are stealing and robbers are robbing. The monks have the obligation to protect their lives. This is in line with the Seven Gods." Doctrine, Her Majesty the Queen Mother.”

Cersei snorted coldly and said, "But it's illegal."

The High Sparrow smiled gently, turned sideways, stretched out a hand in the direction of the door, and said: "Your Majesty the Queen Mother, welcome your visit."

He smiled slightly again: "If you are worried, the Church of the Seven Gods is willing to respect the sacred oath of the Kingsguard."

Why are lions afraid of sparrows? !

"Wait outside." After briefly telling the Kingsguard, Cersei walked up the stairs alone and followed the High Sparrow into the Great Sept.

After passing through the Hall of Lights, the High Sparrow brought Cersei to the old woman holding the lantern. Seeing that he seemed to be planning to pray with her, he said impatiently: "High Sparrow, I don't have time to pray now. I came here to tell you You, the Archbishop, bless the new king, which is the custom throughout the ages... but you refuse to bless King Tommen. If you continue to refuse, I and the Royal Council will also reject your status as Archbishop."

She added: "Also, the sparrows with axes will cause panic in King's Landing. I want you to expel them immediately, otherwise I will punish them for rebellion."

After listening to Cersei's warning, the High Sparrow's expression remained calm: "I will answer your questions one by one. First of all, Your Majesty the Queen Mother, you misunderstood. I am not refusing, but because the time to bless the king is not yet mature."