The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Sand—sand—sand—

The cool wind blew against his face, and Green's black hair was a little messy: "Thank you, Miss, for your compliment. If it helps your speedy recovery, I will listen."

Putting her hands under her belly, Little Rose's fingertips moved slightly. After a moment, her rose-colored lips slightly opened: "First the Crab Claw Peninsula, then the Valley, the Riverland, the Stormland... I think And the Western Territory, is this vast land your last area of ​​control? "

She moved her lips and sighed: "It seems that the land you call the old royal territory will also be added."

Green shrugged slightly and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Margaery's brown eyes moved slightly, and she continued: "Intentionally or unintentionally, Cersei Lannister helped you in your journey of conquest, and for the sake of her past kindness, you gave her Children born out of incest are sent to Qingyu Castle for shelter.”

Her eyes moved over: "Then, amid everyone's praise, you announced... to welcome back the exiled Princess Daenerys Targaryen to the kingdom that has lost its king."

She stared at him with her moist eyes for a while, and then said: "Will the Seven Kingdoms witness the birth of a new king next, Green... Your Majesty?"

Then, she looked up at the high blue sky. After a while, her eyes turned slightly red, and she murmured in a trembling voice: "Is this what it feels like to wake up from a sweet dream..."

When she came to her senses, Green was already standing beside her, his right hand resting on her soft shoulder: "I will consider fulfilling Tyrell's dream, for your sake, Margaery."

Little Rose turned her face sideways and looked up at him with her elk eyes. After a while, she murmured: "Tyrell's dream?"

Patting her shoulder, Green retracted his hand: "Cleb's men are born for fighting. Compared with what can be obtained through negotiation, Cleb believes more in the spoils obtained by the sword in his hand, and your beauty and kindness, Prevented another war in the Seven Kingdoms."

Margaery's fingers flexed slightly, and Green looked down at her with a gentle smile: "The Duke of Highgarden put on the Prime Minister's Necklace, and the Tyrell family worked together with Kleb to protect the peace and future of the kingdom. You are one of its greatest contributors, and every Rose deserves to be grateful for the light of their Highgarden."

Margaery's gaze moved downwards and glanced at Green's sword - the Lady of Silence. Its large ruby ​​hilt was like a burning flame.

A trace of sadness appeared on her face: "Is it because of me that you didn't draw your sword?"

After saying that, she stood up slowly and stared into Green's eyes. The voice of the Duke of Highgarden's daughter was slightly cold: "No, what you actually value is the reputation of Rose, the endless Rose Bread and the numbers of the Reach. One hundred thousand soldiers and horses.”

Green turned to face Little Rose, a look of stiff greed appeared on his face: "Endless rose bread?"

Hearing this, Little Rose's breath froze and she couldn't help but squeeze her fingers.

After a pause, Green regained his gentle expression: "Under the long-term turmoil in the Seven Kingdoms, there are endless people with hungry eyes. Perhaps, the biggest beneficiary of the alliance of Kleb, Tyrell, and Martell is not Not Kleb."

Margaery Tyrell's knuckles turned white from squeezing too tightly. She knew very well that the Reach was still strong, but it had long been isolated in disguise, and their only ally in Westeros was-- — Kleb.

After thinking over and over for the past few days, what made her despair was that...the future of the Seven Kingdoms was in the hands of the man in front of her, and he was already the king without a crown.

How should they respond if Kleb intends to expel the Tyrells from King's Landing?

If there was a war, could her father defeat the top general of the Seven Kingdoms on the battlefield who had buried tens of thousands of Valley Knights with only a few thousand men?

Earl Matus once told her that with the strength of the Reach, they are not afraid of Kleb's army (Chapter 484), but...

The Light of Highgarden felt deeply powerless. Compared to the famous generals known to all the seven Green Kingdoms, his unparalleled power methods even frightened her. Almost all the so-called great nobles of the Seven Kingdoms were "played" by him.

As a Tyrell, how could she dare to guarantee that the restless vassals of the River Bend would not betray their lord under Green's influence?

Kleb is not without his fatal weakness. Their strength lies in the man in front of them, as long as...

Thinking of this, Little Rose couldn't help but lower her eyes and avoid his sight. She understood him. The man in front of her was extremely sharp, and sharp people are also extremely alert.

If Rose breaks the rules of the game first, if the plan is exposed or fails, can Rose bear the consequences?

Moreover, even if Rose is determined, do they have any hope of success?

Margaery's eyes glanced at Brienne and other blue robes scattered in the distance. Green's guards guarded him day and night...

Her thoughts suddenly stopped and her eyes widened slightly: "That night, did you guess that I would look for you?"

Margery's plumpness undulated slightly, and she took a deep breath... Without Green's permission, how could she have happened to run into Sir Angay and enter his heavily guarded dormitory so smoothly (Chapter 484).

Green paused and said: "I need to convince myself of a reason not to draw my sword, and you, Margaery Tyrell, was the dream of Baron Crab Claw Peninsula. You are the best reason I can find."

He stared into her eyes: "So, I didn't lie, you are indeed one of the biggest contributors."

At this moment, Margaery thought of many, many possibilities...

It turns out that it is not only Robert, Renly, Joffrey and Tommen who can wear the queen's crown for her.

Margaery was like a withered rose, but suddenly laughed out loud: "The legality of the Iron Throne, you need her, right?"

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She seemed to be as weak as if she was about to break, trembling slightly, she raised her little face and tried to hold back the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes: "In fact, it has always been by my side, right?"

"At least, Tyrell became one of the final winners."

Green took her still trembling hand and kissed her back gently: "Think about Baratheon and Lannister, you have already secured a future for your family."

Slowly putting down her hand, Green turned around and took a step.

After walking a short distance, his voice floated in the wind: "Please behave well. I actually hope that my unborn son can marry Miss Rose, who is as charming as you."

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In the Riverlands, outside the Great Sept of Harrenhal, the flag of swamp marigolds fluttered.

Archbishop Zari led the monks and nuns to bow slightly and said respectfully: "Welcome, it is an honor to meet you, the future lady of the Eyrie."

Daenerys Targaryen, sitting on the saddle, lifted the hood of her cloak and smiled: "Good day, Archbishop Zari."

After that, she jumped off the horse neatly, handed the reins to the Princess Guard, and walked towards Zari.

Archbishop Zari smiled kindly, turned sideways, and stretched out a hand in the direction of the gate: "Please allow me to lead the way for you. Welcome again."