The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

While everyone was still shocked, Earl Gales was the first to respond to the regent's proposal: "I agree, ahem, gods bless the king!"

Prime Minister Harris looked over. In his eyes, the Finance Minister seemed to be a traitor, and then said: "Stannis is a rebel known to all seven countries. His crimes are unforgivable. It is His Majesty Tommen's legal authority to take back the Stormlands." ”

He put his right hand on his chest: "Dear Prince Regent, I agree with your proposal."

"I agree too."

Pycelle stroked the white beard hanging on his chest, then glanced at Count Matus beside him, and said slowly: "As long as some people with good intentions will no longer obstruct them secretly, the confused and restless Stormland lords... ...I think they are very willing to let their territory belong to the king."

After the great battle sixteen years ago, Robert Baratheon's legal succession to the Iron Throne began with his grandmother's Targaryen blood.

Therefore, Robert I gave the title of Duke of Storm's End to his younger brother Renly Baratheon.

Lord Renly had no children, so after his death, according to the inheritance laws of the Seven Kingdoms, Stannis was the heir to the Stormlands.

Stannis's legal heir is his only daughter, Shireen Baratheon.

However, Stannis's Baratheon family has become a traitor to the kingdom.

His Majesty Tommen indeed has the power to annex the Stormlands to the Crown...

Count Matus couldn't help but look at the throne. He had to admit that...if the regent successfully merged the Stormlands into the royal territory, in the future...King Tommen's dominance would be greatly enhanced.

So, what would be Green Kleb's selfish motives?

Earl Matus nodded slightly: "Your Highness, regarding the proposal of merging Stormland into the royal territory, can we discuss it in a few days? I need to report it to the Duke of Highgarden and Miss Margaery..."

"Matus Rowan."

Green interrupted Matus and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I am the regent."

He raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at Matus, and continued: "And you are the minister of the Royal Council. My power is to propose proposals in the Royal Council, and your power is to express support or opposition when the proposal is voted on, and Or keep your own opinions.”

Green's upper body leaned forward slightly and said word by word: "Do you understand?"

Count Matus's chest rose and fell slowly, he closed his eyes and said, "...I reserve my opinion."

"very good."

Green sat back on the king's chair, and then said: "Grand Maester Pycelle, please announce the result of the vote."

Hearing this, Pycelle stood up tremblingly, his turbid eyes swept across the crowd, and said: "The proposal of the Stormland to be merged into the royal domain, the four ministers of the royal council voted on it: three agreed and one abstained. , there is no objection. In accordance with the law of the Royal Council, I declare that the Regent's proposal... is passed."

Snap.

After speaking, Pycelle picked up a small wooden hammer and knocked twice on the wooden board on the table to express his legal rights to the merger proposal.

"You're busy, please sit down."

After Pycelle sat down, Green continued: "About the follow-up arrangements... The first thing is, my title of Guardian of the East. I will give it to the Hall of Dusk in the Stormland and the Earl of Tarth Island in the name of the Regent. ——Selwyn Tarth, to show the kingdom’s trust in the Lords of the Stormlands.”

After a pause, he added: "The second thing. Arrange for someone to write and announce the news to the seven countries overnight. Especially in the Storm Land, every lord and knight there must receive a letter and inform them that in Arrive at King's Landing within a month to celebrate the annexation of the Stormlands to the King's Landing. If anyone fails to enter King's Landing within the time limit..."

His voice seemed to exude the smell of blood: "...I, Grimm Kleb, will personally lead the army to completely eradicate those followers of Stannis and the unpardonable traitors to the kingdom."

"The regent is wise!"

Green leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again: "Everyone, after the royal meeting is over, we will first announce the good news to King's Landing, so that all the rats in the gutter will tremble, and all good people will regain their respect for the royal family. of trust.”

"As you command!"

Prime Minister Harris hurriedly added: "Your Highness the Regent, I will send all the political officers and affairs officers from the Prime Minister's Tower and the Government Affairs Office to calm the uneasiness of the people of King's Landing as soon as possible."

Green smiled gently: "Very well, Prime Minister Harris, it's your turn. Also, please instruct them to return to the Red Fort before dark."

Tonight is destined not to be peaceful...

Harris, Pycelle, and Gales secretly looked at each other, and they made a tacit agreement not to ask why.

"Everyone, this concludes today's imperial meeting."

After Green's words fell, the imperial ministers stood up from their chairs and bowed respectfully toward the chief's seat.

When everyone was about to leave, Green suddenly stopped the Sea Minister: "Come with me to meet Miss Margaery, Count Matus."

…………

Hundreds of swamp marigold flags fluttered in the wind like clusters of burning golden flames.

Ser Monton and Sandor Clegane led two thousand men in blue robes and entered the steel gate of King's Landing.

Heavy and neat steps stepped on the ancient cobblestone road, making a dull and rhythmic sound, as if the earth was shaking.

The two thousand warriors were all dressed in thick and shiny armor, which shone coldly in the afternoon sun. The cold light of the sword blades and the sharp edge of the spear points exuded a frightening aura.

As they slowly walked through the city, the restless people hid behind doors and windows, watching secretly and tremblingly.

The streets were filled with a suffocating tense atmosphere. Some naughty children who sneaked out of the house stared at these strange blue-robed warriors with wide eyes, fearful and curious, but were quickly taken away by adults.

At about the same time, three thousand Kleb horsemen from Kleb's temporary camp outside the Gate of the Gods poured into King's Landing like a torrent of steel.

The sound of horse hooves echoed in the air like the music of war.

Soon, the news that 100,000 Kleb troops began to enter the King's City spread throughout the city like a strong wind.

The streets were empty, and King's Landing at this time seemed like an empty city without people.

…………

The Great Hall of Maegor's Tower.

Green stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. The afternoon sunlight shone on his body, outlining a soft golden edge.

He looked at the scenery outside the window with a slightly vacant look, as if he was deep in thought, and seemed to be distracted.

The sound of footsteps came from far away, and Margaery Tyrell and Count Matus walked over.

After noticing the movement, Green came back to his senses, looked sideways, and reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Your Highness the Prince Regent." Margery held up her skirt and bowed gracefully to Green.

After taking a moment to look at Margery's obviously red and swollen eyes, he replied: "Miss Margery."

He glanced at Matus, who was standing next to her with a serious face, and said: "Myrcella and Tommen... are under your care."

Margaery shook her head and said: "This is my honor and also..."

She looked at him with her beautiful eyes covered with mist: "My responsibility and obligation."

Green murmured: "Responsibility and obligation..."

He looked at her: "You and I are faithfully performing our 'responsibilities'. Miss Margery, maybe we can discuss... about the following matters."

After a moment of silence, Margaery tapped her chin: "Lord Matus, please let me talk to the Prince Regent alone."

"As commanded."

Matus turned around and strode away, while Margaery took a step closer. She looked up at him and whispered: "My dear, if it is allowed... I don't want to see you feel embarrassed, my knight."

Green silently read: But.

Margaery stretched out a hand and placed her palm gently on Green's chest: "Like you, I respect Cersei's will, but I'm worried that it will arouse the anger of the people in the River Bend and eventually break out into an uncontrollable war. war."

Tears welled up in her eyes: "I don't want to hide it from you. My father's prestige is not enough to suppress the anger of the lords of the River Bend. I know very well that my father loves you, and you are as close as father and son. I...have Sometimes I can’t even help but secretly be jealous of you.”

She said softly: "My dear, many people actually know that it is not the Tyrell-Lannister alliance that maintains peace in the kingdom, but the friendship between Tyrell and Kleb..."

As she said that, she stood up on her toes, put her arms around Green's neck, and kissed him passionately.

... With parted lips and slightly heavy breathing, Margaery stroked Green's cheek and said softly: "Tell me, dear, how can I help you?"

One of her hands slowly climbed down, her movements a little unfamiliar.

Margaery's elk eyes were full of tears: "Tell me, how can I protect my 'friendship' with you, the knight I truly love?"

Sighing softly, Green grabbed Little Rose's restless hand, paused, and said: "I can send a queen's crown to the Tyrell family, but..."

Tap tap tap tap.

The sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came, and Count Matus came back to the small hall in a hurry.

Seeing Margaery and Green hugging each other, Matus was startled for a moment, then turned around and stood up: "Sorry..."

Margaery let go of Green naturally, adjusted her position slightly, placed her hands gently in front of her abdomen, and said, "Lord Matus, what happened?"

Count Matus then turned around, glanced at Green beside Margaery, and said: "Doctor Qyburn sent someone to report... Queen Lannister... has just fallen into the arms of the gods in the sky."

"Oh, gods... ugh... um..."

After a moment of silence, Green patted the extremely sad Margaery, took a deep breath, and said: "Miss Margaery, Count Matus, let's go there together."

Returning to the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom, they saw the royal steward waiting with a sad face.

"Your Highness the Regent, please give me your instructions regarding the funeral arrangements for Queen Cersei."

[After the book is finished, there will be an extra story - Cersei is reborn. In the last life, the lioness was unwilling to die in anger. In this life, she will use the 'sharp sword' in her hand to kill...】