The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"Convey my command and let the bells throughout the city ring to mourn the death of Queen Cersei."

Green rubbed his brows: "Her body...when the Stranger sisters are ready, let her 'sleep' in the chapel of the Red Castle. As for her funeral..."

He looked at the chamberlain: "...I'm sorry to bother you. Follow the king's etiquette and I'll ask Earl Gales to assist you."

The imperial steward bowed slightly and said sadly: "I obey, Your Highness, this is my great honor."

Green patted the chief steward on the shoulder and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Go and make arrangements."

Then, he faced Little Rose.

"Miss Margaery Tyrell, I can feel your immense sadness at this moment, but I hope that you will temporarily put aside the grief in your heart and assume the responsibility of taking care of King Tommen. The steward will be very busy next, and... …Sir Jaime too.”

Green raised his hand, put it on Little Rose's forearm, and said solemnly: "For the sake of the king, I would like to invite you to serve as the mistress of the palace. Tommen's waiters, maids and servants, as well as the Kingsguard, will be at your disposal."

Margaery's true love was reciprocated once again, and she felt exactly the kindness Green unleashed on Tyrell.

Because Green had entrusted the little king directly to her.

Which one is more important, Green or Tommen? Of course, Margery knew very well that one of them was a powerful regent for a while, and the other was a king who would be in charge in a few years.

According to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, Green's regent power will disappear when Tommen comes of age.

Although there were many eyes around him, Margaery kissed Green on the face like a wife and said softly: "I will take good care of this place. Please take care of the kingdom with peace of mind. The kingdom needs you."

Margaery was intentionally showing...or hinting that she had some kind of special relationship with the Prince Regent, which would invisibly increase her weight in the court.

This kind of borrowing method is nothing more than a palace game taught by Madam Olenna to Little Rose...it's just a basic lesson.

At this time, no one in the Red Keep was qualified to negotiate with Green on an equal footing, not even herself, only her father.

Before the Duke of Highgarden arrives in King's Landing... Since Greene has expressed her goodwill, her main task is to continue to stabilize this famous general known to all the Seven Kingdoms.

The slightly lighter brown eyes touched the slightly darker brown eyes, and the haggard little rose stared at Green with all her eyes.

Green smiled back, his reaction did not disappoint little Rose, he wanted her.

She was not allowed to climb onto Green's bed unless absolutely necessary, because it would create hidden dangers between her and Tommen.

Tommen, who is completely in love with himself, will put the queen's tiara on her head with his own hands, and her reward will be to make herself the best queen in Tommen's life.

at the same time………

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The Queen Mother's bedroom was filled with heartbreaking cries, and a sad atmosphere enveloped every corner of the room.

When Green and Margaery appeared, Tommen, one of the two little Tearers, quickly noticed the movement and trotted towards their direction.

Although the total time was less than two months, Green tried his best to teach Tommen sword skills (Chapter 123). At that time, Tommen was kind and hard-working, like a little warrior eager to grow, which made Green couldn't help but love him.

Later, Green was busy working for the kingdom every day and had no extra energy to pay attention to...

Looking at Tommen, who was so sad about his mother's death, Green felt a pity in his heart, and he had begun to think about how to do his best...

However, when Green had just thought about it, the little fat man coming towards him turned around... and threw himself into Margaery's arms.

After raising his hands and adjusting his clothes a little, Green nodded in understanding... Compared with rational comfort, the little fat man may need Little Rose's gentle voice more, but he was not angry at all.

The Silent sisters were doing the last things for Queen Cersei, and Green did not disturb the Silent sisters who were busy silently beside the bed.

He moved to the other side of the room and sat on the empty chair next to Myrcella.

"Your Highness, please forgive me..."

The little lioness' tears kept falling, but she still maintained the etiquette of a princess. Green gave a few simple words of comfort and then said nothing.

Listening to the suppressed sobs, Green sat quietly with Myrcella for a while, then reminded the princess's maid to take good care of her, then stood up and left.

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Tap tap tap tap.

In the empty and silent hall of Maggot Tower, the sound of footsteps on the stone slabs was extremely loud.

After tapping, Green stopped, turned his head to look at the person next to him, and sighed: "Count Matus, I remember that you are not a shy man."

Count Matus shrugged: "Your Majesty the Regent, I am thinking about the appropriate words."

The regent, who was hiding his sorrow, reluctantly raised the corners of his lips and said, "It's better to say it directly. No matter how beautiful your words are, they can't change the facts."

"Thank you, please forgive my presumption..." After a slight pause, Count Matus continued: "I'm worried that tonight will get out of control. There are tens of thousands of sparrows holding axes in King's Landing. Apart from them, the High Sparrow's There are countless devout believers behind.”

"Yes."

Nodding in agreement, Green then looked at Matus: "So, we must be more decisive. The Imperial Council has sent someone to convey the order to disarm the church. After tonight, if the church continues to incite the people to fight against the royal family and the Imperial Council, I don't mind further restoring the old laws of Maegor I, such as... a scalp with a seven-pointed star tattooed on it, and a reward of a silver deer or a gold dragon."

Hearing this, Earl Matus' pupils shrank: "If so, your honor will suffer..."

Green sighed again: "The constant unrest in the past two years, coupled with the underage little king and the queen mother who died in a naked parade, the kingdom is in danger..."

A sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Only a sharp sword can protect the true glory. If the turmoil in the kingdom can be quelled in a short time, I don't mind upgrading my title of 'Bloody Earl' to 'Bloody Regent'."

At this moment, Earl Matus, who always had a serious face, was moved by Green Crab's selflessness.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly, how could his feudal lord be a match for such a man... Although he had known this fact for a long time, he was more certain now.

But... Earl Matus was not discouraged. If Tyrell and Crab had to go to the point of war, they would at least not be losers.

With the strong strength of the Reach, they could drag down their enemies.

Retracting his thoughts, Earl Matus put his right hand on his chest and said solemnly: "Regent Green, please accept my respect, may the gods bless you."

Patting Earl Matus's arm, Green curled his lips: "May the gods bless you too, after all, our goal is to eliminate those church traitors who distorted the teachings of the Seven Gods."

Earl Matus said in surprise: "Church traitors?"

Green took a step forward: "This is what the Archbishop of the Great Sept of Harren told me..."

Back in the throne room, Grand Maester Pycelle had already been waiting for Green.

The old scholar said in a slightly flattering voice: "Lord Green, I am at your service."

Green nodded, and then signaled everyone else to leave.

After talking with the Regent for more than an hour, the pale-faced Grand Maester Pycelle trembled and walked out of the door of the throne room.

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The sun gradually set in the west, like a huge fireball slowly sinking, and the bright golden afterglow was like countless fine golden yarns, gently sprinkled on the magnificent Red Castle.

Swoosh.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and an arrow flew out from the wall of the Red Castle, and finally the arrow head sank into the ground fiercely, splashing a small piece of dust.

The arrow feather was still trembling slightly, and in front of it were several figures wearing shabby cloaks and hoods who stopped.

"Back off!"

"If you get closer, shoot!"

"Leave immediately!"

After a pause, one of them stepped forward, lifted his hood, and revealed his haggard face.

"I am Brother Lancel, the messenger of the Archbishop of the Church of the Seven Gods. I request to see the Regent!"