The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"She also brought a box, saying it was a gift from the Greyjoy family."

Green moved his steps and sat on the folding wooden chair next to the brazier. He paused and said, "Bring her over."

When the glass of summer red in his hand was half drunk, there was movement in the direction of the tent door, and then Sir Angay and two men in blue robes carrying long axes brought Asha Greyjoy in.

Green's upper body was slightly tilted on the gauntlet. He raised his eyes and met Asha, who was staring at him with a smile.

"Welcome, Miss Asha who likes night raids."

Asha was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, narrow trousers and long boots. Her gaze swept past Green, looked at the bed behind him, and said, "Isn't it cold, lonely Duke Green?"

Green smiled silently and raised his hand to untie Asha's thick rope.

"Please take a seat."

Asha moved her arms and sat on the folding chair on the other side of the brazier.

One slender leg was raised and folded over the other leg. She leaned lazily on the back of the chair and said, "Have a refreshing beer, my dear."

Green's brown eyes moved slightly, his gaze glanced at the wooden box Sir Angei placed on the table, and he nodded towards Angei.

Gudong Gudong......

Asha drank the large glass of ale that was brought to her in one gulp, and then she exhaled happily.

"Duke Green, I have something important to discuss with you alone."

After Sir Ange and others left, Asha stood up and walked to the table, opened the lid of the wooden box, and then faced Green.

She raised her lips: "Dragon's Horn."

Hearing this, Green raised his eyebrows, left his chair, and walked over.

Before the end of Valyria, the magic horn used by the dragon kings to control dragons...

While looking at the strange magic talisman engraved on the stripes of the Dragon's Horn, Green said: "I heard that Euron Greyjoy found the legendary Dragon's Horn in the fireworks ruins of Valyria. How did you get it?" Got it.”

Asha shrugged: "My other uncle gave it to me."

Under the firelight, the distorted reflections of Green and Asha could be seen on the Valyrian Black Steel, which flashed black light.

Asha turned her head to look at Green and blinked with one eye: "Do you like it?"

Then, she patted Green: "Tonight, if you behave well on the bed..."

She blew gently into Green's ear: "...it's yours, my dear."

Green: "..."

He reached out to cover the lid, paused slightly, and said: "Pirates will go crazy trying to retrieve the treasure. Whose idea is this? You don't have such sinister thoughts, Miss Asha."

Hearing this, Asha, who was seducing Green, stiffened, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "It seems you have a pretty good impression of me."

Green looked at Asha, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he patted the wooden box: "This is a good idea. I will accept your gift."

Asha: “…”

Green raised his hand and patted Asha on the shoulder, moved his steps, and said as he walked: "I don't have much time to play pirate games with Crow's Eye. I hope you will go north as soon as possible. When you arrive at Eastwatch, someone will pick you up, and then You take your people to the women's branch of Mole Village south of the Great Wall of Despair and quietly take away your drunk brother."

After a moment of silence, Asha loosened her fist: "Perhaps the Dragon's Horn is more attractive to Crow's Eye than the Prince of Winterfell."

Green smiled: "If Theon Greyjoy wants to fight for the inheritance rights with you, I will support it, because you are under my protection, Miss Asha."

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late at night.

Crunch——The old nun pushed open the cell door and entered the cell, and then...she found Cersei kneeling on the ground devoutly.

The weak candlelight flickered, and Cersei raised her head and looked at the old nun.

"Sister Uniya, I saw the old woman (one of the Seven Gods) coming with a bright lamp. In the divine light, I saw the path I must choose in the future."

Cersei moved her chapped lips: "I am guilty, I want to repent, please, take me to the High Septon, let me confess my crime, let me end my pain, please."

The old nun's voice was filled with relief: "Gods bless you, only through confession and repentance can our souls be saved. I will tell the archbishop. I think he will be happy to listen to your confession."

After the old nun left, no one came to wake Cersei, who was willing to repent, and her sleep was undisturbed tonight.

Cersei had a long sweet dream. In the dream... Joffrey was playing outside with her sister and brother... She was sitting high on the Iron Throne... Jaime and Green holding swords were guarding her. On the left and right...the old lion standing below respectfully reported to her the government affairs of the kingdom...

The sky was slightly bright, and Cersei woke up from her sweet dream. She felt that her body had recovered a lot.

When Cersei squatted on the chamber pot to urinate, the nuns in gray robes opened the door and she quickly got up and knelt down.

"I beg you to allow me to confess to the Archbishop, and I will confess all my sins in order to cleanse my painful soul."

The old nuns stared at the extremely pious Cersei quietly. After a while, Uniya said: "We are glad to hear you say that. The Archbishop is waiting for you, Your Majesty."

His Majesty………

Cersei clenched her fists with her hands hidden in her sleeves. She lowered her head humbly and whispered: "Thank you, Lord Archbishop, for your kindness. Out of respect and courtesy, can you allow me to take a shower first and then go over?"

Another nun made a harsh voice: "Your Majesty, you need to care about the cleansing of the soul, not the vanity of the flesh."

Sister Unia's voice came later: "When the High Bishop hears your true confession, you will be allowed to take a bath. Come with us, Your Majesty."

Cersei got up obediently and followed. There was a small pool of urine where she was kneeling.

Out of the cell, the nuns took Cersei down the stairs of the tower, with Sister Unia walking in front and the other nuns following behind.

They were alert to Cersei's sudden escape.

No one spoke, only footsteps were heard around. Cersei walked down the stairs, asking in a calm and gentle voice, "Is the king okay? This is just a mother's worry for her child. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Sister Unia glanced at Cersei, her cloudy eyes scrutinizing, "His Majesty Tommen is healthy, and many knights are guarding him day and night."

Cersei smiled gratefully, and then said, "How is my son's fiancée? Has she confessed to the gods in heaven?"

Another nun answered her, "She is waiting for trial."

Cersei couldn't help asking, her voice was a little anxious, "Is she here too? Or is she waiting for the day of trial outside?"

This time it was Sister Unia who answered her question, "Lord Matus Rowan took over the church's custody of Margaery Tyrell in the name of his family."

Cersei's green eyes moved slightly, "After I confess, can I also wait for the church's trial outside? I really miss my son so much..."

"Quiet!"

The old nun interrupted Cersei coldly.