The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"Oh, Arianne!"

Obaia and Nymeria put away their daggers and walked over quickly, while Arianne Martell opened her arms to them.

"I am so proud of you. I love you so much." Hugging each other, Arianne kissed the cheeks of the two sand snakes.

The sisterly greetings took a while to end. Nymeria glanced at the door and asked in confusion, "Where's Tyene?"

Princess Arianne spread her hands and said, "Prince Doran does not allow Tyene to be my attendant. Obviously, he is very worried that she will bring poisoned wine into the Red Keep."

The room gradually became dim, and Obaya raised her eyebrows: "Attendant? Red Keep?"

"You are still as sharp as ever, Obaya."

Arianne stretched seductively, but frowned in front of the bed in the room, saying, "Sometimes I really have to admire the people of King's Landing for not liking to take a bath."

Nymeria shrugged and said, "It's normal. After all, the air here is smelly."

Hearing this, Princess Arianne giggled.

"Your Highness?" Obaya was still waiting for Arianne's answer.

Arianne curled her lips: "You are as boring as ever, my Obaya."

She leaned against the wall, her smile slightly faded, and her pair of black pearl-like eyes swept over the two sand snakes: "I am here as a representative of Dorne, this is the order of Prince Doran."

Nymeria tilted her head and thought for a while, then said: "His order... Arianne, what is your mission?"

Her voice was slightly sarcastic: "I think Lannister is no longer worthy of our prince to continue to "win over", right?"

Princess Arianne shrugged: "My father seemed to think we did a good job, I was actually very surprised at the time."

Obaaya and Nymeria also looked at each other in surprise.

Arianne's fingertips gently played with a strand of hair, and then said: "What surprised me most is the current situation in King's Landing... The good news is that I don't have to please the old monk, and the bad news is that I have to meet the extremely cunning Duke of Marigold again."

Obaya nodded and said: "At least... he kept his promise."

Nymeria giggled: "Arianne is not satisfied that he didn't lie in bed and talk to her... obediently."

Arianne glared at the naughty sand snakes, spread her hands, and said: "Let's go, let's change places. Now that I have found you, I have to send someone to the Red Castle quickly."

"Oh, are we going to attend the funeral of Queen Mother Lannister?"

Arianne glanced at the sand snakes behind her and said: "Of course, as the heir to Dorne, I should express 'sympathy' for the fate of Queen Mother Lannister."

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The candlelight on the dining table flickered.

Regent Green, Grand Maester Pycelle, Prime Minister Harris, Earl Matus, and Earl Gyles, who were invited by the king for dinner, were sitting on the left side of the long table.

Sitting opposite them were Margaery, Tommen, and Myrcella.

Margaery opened the dinner with a proper smile on her face, and her beautiful eyes swept over the people present, saying: "My Lords, a simple dinner is not enough to express His Majesty's gratitude to you."

The food tonight was still white bread and vegetable salad prepared by the Red Keep Cathedral, but there was more cream soup... and the summer red from Green Hall Island that Margaery had specially sent.

She picked up the wine glass: "Cheers to the kingdom, to your outstanding contributions."

Tommen looked up at Margaery, and he raised his glass to indicate: "Thank you, I will remember your contributions."

"Cheers to the king." When Green raised his glass, Pycelle and Gyles, who were sitting on his left, and Harris, who was sitting on his right, all raised their glasses in response.

Although the kitchen of the sanctuary had brought their best food, it was still hard for the ministers to swallow, especially Pycelle and Harris.

Green saw them tear off a small piece of bread and then sat there chewing... His eyes moved, and Tommen, who was sitting opposite him, did the same.

Taking a sip of summer red, Green's eyes swept over Myrcella and Margaery, and finally settled on the bread piled on the dining table...

Thinking of the royal family with a mountain of debt and Rose who let the people eat bread at will, Green raised his eyebrows slightly.

Green's eyes moved to Little Rose. Was she gently reminding them... There was still a food crisis in King's Landing?

As if she noticed Green's gaze, Margaery looked over immediately.

Their eyes met, Green smiled at her and raised his glass to say, "Ms. Margaery, thank you for your contribution."

The elk eyes flashed a hint of doubt, and she soon showed an elegant smile: "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness, I am honored."

The Duke of Mace is coming soon...

Looking at each other, King Green's smile deepened... He planned to "persuade" Earl Gyles to bring all the food from Rosby tonight (after Stannis and Renly raised troops to blockade King's Landing, before Rose provided bread to King's Landing, half of the food in King's Landing was transported from Rosby and Stokeworth Castle), and... Tomorrow he would meet Cersei's former confidant, the second daughter who "married" Sir Bronn--Countess Tanda Stokeworth.

And...

Leaning back in his chair, Lord Green couldn't help rubbing his head and brows. The great cause of fighting zombies was waiting for him, and he had to be not only fast, but also steady.

Everyone continued to eat and communicate in low voices. Among them, Green discussed with Pycelle the selection of the Minister of Justice and his requirements for that candidate.

On the other side, Prime Minister Harris was "stealing" Green's voice with a somewhat comical posture, anxiously waiting for a good opportunity to join the conversation.

After a while, Tommen looked at Green, who was sitting opposite, under the encouraging gazes of Margaery and Myrcella.

"Regent Greene."

Green's brown eyes moved slightly, and he looked over, and said in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty Tommen."

The movement of the two people quickly attracted everyone's attention, and the dining table gradually became quiet.

After a pause, Tommen's childish voice sounded: "Miss Margaery told me that when the Stormlands come under the royal domain, my kingdom will become stronger than ever. Thank you again for your contribution to the kingdom."

"This is a great honor."

Green pursed his lips and smiled: "It seems that you are very interested in this matter, Your Majesty?"

Hearing this, Tommen opened his eyes in disbelief. How did Green know his thoughts?

Those still gentle eyes seemed to be looking directly into his heart. For the first time... Tommen actually had an inexplicable fear of Green, who had always been kind to him.

Under the table, Myrcella held Tommen's chubby hand.

Glancing at his sister who was secretly encouraging him, Tommen nodded: "Yes, I would like to participate and learn..."

"His Majesty."

His words were suddenly interrupted by Pycelle, and Tommen looked at the old Grand Maester in confusion.

Pycelle changed from his usual submissive tone, and his tone was stern: "Before you reach adulthood, your task is to study, practice sword skills and equestrian skills, instead of wasting precious study time on the excuse of studying."

His tone became more severe: "You have not learned to walk, but you want to run. You are irresponsible to the Seven Kingdoms. His Royal Highness the Regent once taught your brother: If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. . I hope your Majesty will take this motto to heart.”

Pycelle's accusation came suddenly, which made Tommen sit there blankly, confused, even panicked. Seeing Margaery's secret gaze, Count Matus put down his wine glass and said: "Grand Maester Pycelle, King Tommen's..."

"That's enough."

Green interrupted Matus's voice directly, and then he looked at Tommen, whose eyes were red: "If your Majesty is interested in government affairs, you can come and observe the royal meeting at any time. This will indeed help you learn how to govern the kingdom. "

He knocked on the armrest of the dining chair: "Of course, if you want to become a wise king, the loyal advice of the old bachelor cannot be ignored. Therefore, the premise is that it does not delay your daily study tasks. This may take up your sleeping time. Can Can you do it?”

Tommen rubbed his eyes, sniffed, and said, "Will it be very late? I... feel very sleepy after taking a shower."

"It shouldn't be too late." Green chuckled, and the others also laughed kindly, except for Pycelle, who still had a sullen face.

Green raised the cup: "For the health of the king."

Everyone raised their glasses and said in unison: "For the health of the king."

The atmosphere instantly warmed up. After putting down the wine glass, Green's voice came over again: "Listening more and seeing more is a shortcut to seeing things clearly."

He took out the extremely gorgeous Valyrian steel dagger: "Listen with your own ears and see with your own eyes. If one day... you can discover the flaws in the kingdom's government affairs on your own, I will treat it as a A gift for you, Your Majesty.”

Tommen said excitedly: "Really?"

Green smiled and nodded. At this time, the regent seemed to be looking at his own child.

It can be said that Regent Green did his best for the healthy growth of the king, and Matus Rowan had to admire him.

He stood up slowly, caressed his chest towards Green and said, "Your Highness the Regent, please accept my respect. It is a great honor for me to serve you."

Except for Pycelle who was hesitant to speak, everyone else was praising Green's good deeds.

Green raised his hand and pressed it, and after gradually calming down, he slowly said: "What I look forward to most now is that Tommen will grow up quickly and shoulder the important task of ruling the kingdom as soon as possible, and I..."

He seemed to be joking: "My real responsibility is to get married as soon as possible. My large territory needs heirs. Alas, my beautiful fiancée can't wait any longer."

After the words fell, everyone burst out into laughter full of goodwill again.

Dinner continues.

Suddenly feeling the hot gaze, Green couldn't help but look over. Little Rose has a pair of "special" eyes. When she looks at someone, that person can feel her deep love and fall into it.

How dare you test the regent? !

The brief eye contact ended, and Lord Green drank the wine in the glass.

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That night, marigolds are behind and golden roses are in front.

Ups and downs.

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The next day, morning.

"Your Highness, the Duke of Metz's army will arrive at King's Landing before noon tomorrow."

Green, who was having breakfast, put down his milk glass, blinked his sleep-deprived eyes, and called, "Sir Angai."

Hearing the voice, An Gai, who was standing aside, immediately took a step forward: "Your Highness."

"Convey my orders. Except for Duke Mace Tyrell himself, the Tyrell army is prohibited from approaching King's Landing."

After Ange left, Leiden got closer and said, "Your Highness, the Duke of Metz may refuse to enter the city alone."

Green tapped his chin: "He comes in, and we'll have a good talk."

He rubbed his temples and asked again: "Where is Masen (the retainer knight)?"

Leiden thought for a moment and replied: "At the latest, we can arrive at King's Landing the day after tomorrow in the afternoon."

As soon as the maids took away the dinner plates, the blue-robed messenger came to report that Prime Minister Harris was already waiting in the study.

Throne Room, Prince Regent's temporary study.

In the morning light, the prime minister's necklace on Harris shone brightly.

He bowed deeply: "Good day, dear Regent, it is an honor to be summoned by you alone."

"Good day."

After Green sat down, he looked at Harris' bald head and said, "Please sit down."

After Harris Swiffer sat on the chair in front of Green's desk, the maid brought the wine bottle and wine glass, then closed the door and left.

There were only two of them left in the study. Looking at Greene, who was frowning in thought, Harris couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Your Majesty the Regent, if my service is needed, please give me your orders and I will be at your disposal."

Green pointed to the golden wine glass in front of Harris' table, first motioning for him to drink, and then he raised the glass and took a sip.

Harris took a sip of wine in confusion, paused, and called respectfully: "Your Highness?"

Green seemed to have come back to his senses. He smiled apologetically and said, "Sir Harris, we must pay attention to the issues in the Western Region."

Harris resisted the urge to scratch his head and responded casually: "Yes, Your Highness, the situation over there is indeed worrying."

Green nodded slightly: "The Guardian of the West Mirror and the tragic defeat and death of Davon Lannister in Riverrun will make people in the Western Territory panic. I need a reliable person to stabilize the peace in the Western Territory."

Reliable person?

The regent seemed to be referring to him?

Harris's eyes rolled slightly: "Although it was a defeat, I heard that...Sir Stephen Swiffer (his eldest son) performed his duties outstandingly during that retreat. Perhaps...he was honored. At your service.”

"Yes, I believe he is a brave knight, but..."

Green shook his head slightly: "...His prestige is not enough to appease the uneasiness of the Western Lords."

He looked directly at the anxious Harris: "Obviously, what the Western Region needs at this time is a Western Guardian with sufficient prestige and the acting city lord of Casterly Rock City."

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After seeing off Harris Swiffer, who was sometimes excited or sometimes disappointed, the busy Regent Green led everyone outside the throne room door to personally welcome the Dornish envoy from afar - the heir to Prince Doran - —Princess Arianne Nameros Martell.

"Welcome, Princess Martell."