Chapter 194
The shadows of the candles were heavy, the flames flickered, and the sharp swords on the throne seemed to dance accordingly, enveloping the entire hall.

In the dark of night, all the officials of the royal court stood between the hall and the shadows stretched along with the candlelight.

Duke Tywin Lannister sat on the throne, and the king was still young, so he entrusted the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms to his grandfather until he came of age.

The duke was dressed in a crimson velvet robe with a gold lion brooch on his chest, and he put his hands between the armchairs, not angry but proud.

Under the high position, the ministers seem to be divided indistinctly, but there is a new face, the new Minister of Justice "Mace Tyrell" Duke.

It is undoubtedly good news that the Duke of Metz can return to King's Landing.

"Everyone, take your seats." Duke Tywin's melodious voice came from the throne.

Grand Maester Pycelle, Head of Intelligence Varys, Chancellor of the Exchequer Sir Kevan and others sat on both sides of the conference table.

Of course, there were also the widows of the two kings during the banquet.

Cersei looked at the ministers, the grand maester looked like he was about to die, listless and seemed to be falling asleep, but Duke Mace Tyrell was full of energy, at least compared to his appearance when he just returned to King's Landing , now at least he has the appearance of a duke.

The little queen sitting on the opposite side of her has neatly combed curly hair, a green dress, and her chest is tightly wrapped.

"Tell me about the war, Varys." Lord Tywin said.

The intelligence chief then stood up and began to report to the crowd what they had done on the North and South battlefields.

Lord Randyll Tarly now stationed at Harrenhal with an army, and Lord Paxter Redwyne at Crab Bay with the Arbor and Lannister Harbor fleet.

"Is there any news about Stark?" Count Matus Rowan asked him.

The eunuch paused for a moment, took out a volume of letters from his cuff, and said, "I was about to talk about this."

"I think this is good news. Our former Prime Minister, Duke Eddard Stark, died in the war with the wildlings." Varys announced.

"This is indeed good news," said Ser Kevan.

"Which one is this?" Duke Mace asked, "I mean, this is the first Stark to die at the hands of wildlings."

"Then you have to go to the cellar of Winterfell, I heard that their dead are put there." Earl Rowan told him.

"The wildling has undoubtedly done a great service." Maester Pycelle said in a hoarse voice. "Why don't we let Ser Jonos Slynt put them in the Wall, and let the wildlings deal with the Starks."

"Ser Janos seems to have lost the night watchman's vote, and now the commander-in-chief of the Great Wall is Jon Snow, the bastard son of Stark." Varys seemed to think of something, "Oh, please forgive me. Ed Stark revealed the child's identity before his death, and our Lord Commander appears to be the child of Rhaegar and Lyanna Stark."

"Another Targaryen!" cried Lord Rowan.

"I doubt his parentage," said the Grand Maester.

Hearing about Rhaegar's child, Cersei fell into a reverie. If Robert had a child, he would have to kill the kid. She knew how much Robert hated Rhaegar.

The thought of Lyanna Stark made Cersei furious, the woman she hated, whether it was Rhaegar who crowned her Queen of Love and Beauty, or Robert calling her name on their wedding night.

"Perhaps more than that, our lords," Varys said aloud.

The eunuch smiled flatteringly, "The spies found traces of an old friend in Pentos."

Everyone looked at Varys, only to hear him say: "Do you remember Sir Jon Connington."

"Jon Connington?" Little Queen Margaery was unfamiliar with this name.

"The loser of the Battle of the Bell, he was once the prime minister of the kingdom." Ser Rowan explained her confusion.

"A defeated man, why talk about him?" Duke Metz asked.

Varys glanced at Lord Highgarden and said, "What if he takes another Targaryen?"

"What?!" Earl Rowan wondered if his ears had misheard.

"Where is the Targaryen, Rhaegar has another illegitimate son?" Queen Cersei sneered.

"Not the bastard, but Rhaegar's eldest son, Aegon Targaryen."

This news fell like a bolt from the blue.

"Are you kidding us, Lord Varys?" Little Rose asked him.

Everyone present here knew that it was here that the bodies of Princess Rhaenys and Prince Aegon were displayed, and Duke Tywin wrapped them in a red cloak.

"I was in prison back then, but I also heard some news that the body of little Prince Aegon seemed to be beyond recognition, and his head was smashed against the wall by Ser Gregor Clegane."

Kevan was present, the child's head was only bones and blood, and it was impossible to tell who it was, only a few floors of white hair remained. Lord Tywin said that it was Aegon Targaryen, no one objected, support He became a dead man.And now Varys suddenly said that in Pentos, there was a living Aegon.

The news was to them the same as Aegon the Conqueror had been resurrected and Balerion had been born.

"Jon Connington and Aegon, a combination of vanquished and impostor, we have nothing to worry about," said Lord Mace Tyrell.

"The Free Cities seem to be interested in helping Targaryen recover," Ser Kevan told the crowd.

"Just relying on those mercenaries?" Duke Metz said very disdainfully.

No one knows where his self-confidence comes from, at least the Duke of High Court's 20-year military career was full of defeats.

"Tyrosh raised troops for Daenerys Targaryen, Myr agreed to provide their ships, and Pentos claimed to help Aegon Targaryen restore his country." Varys announced the news.

"This is already a war between the east and west continents, everyone." Duke Tywin, who had not spoken until now, finally spoke out.

"In addition to solving the problem across the sea, we also have to solve the problem of Storm's End and Eyrie. Although Stannis is dead, Cole Julius does not agree to belong to the Iron Throne. The war is still taking place in the Imperial Forest. As for the matter of Lysa Irene, I think at least Petyr Baelish has not given any useful news." Lord Tywin continued.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, internal troubles continue, and the crown is already crumbling.

Only then did many people realize how dangerous their situation is now.

"Cor Julius is not at Storm's End, my lords," Varys said suddenly. "According to reports from spies, he led troops north to support the Night Watchman."

"This is a good opportunity!" Duke of Metz shouted. "This man seeks power and disrupts the country. He is completely unqualified to rule the Stormlands. I think this is the best time for us to take Storm's End."

The Duke of Highgarden didn't seem to give up on the place that ruined him.

"Let Randyll Tarly lead the army south," he said.

"It's not a good idea to go to war with the Stormlands now. You must know that the Cape of Wrath was newly defeated by Cole, and the nobles in the borderlands are willing to make him king. Even more so, as we all know, he was Stannis' chosen son-in-law," Ser Kevan said.

"We should never have let him leave King's Landing," Cersei said sullenly.

"The matter of the Stormlands is another matter. I will write to urge Baelish to complete the task assigned to him by the Iron Throne as soon as possible. At the same time, I will send people to Braavos, Norvos, Qohor and other city-states to persuade them to form an alliance with us. And The new army has been formed in Port Lannister, and the iron people betrayed the Iron Throne, so they should be punished, and I will send Kevan back to the west to personally lead the army to conquer the Iron Islands." Duke Tywin said in a calm tone. "Next, let's discuss the king's wedding."

"My lord Prime Minister." The little queen said suddenly, "I think I have to go back to Highgarden. I really miss my grandmother and mother so much. Please allow me to postpone the wedding."

The Duke of Metz wanted to speak out, but his daughter preempted him. He was very eager for his daughter to become the queen.

Lord Tywin stared at Margaery Tyrell with icy eyes.

She shrank back, looking sad.

Cersei cursed "little fox" in her heart, but she wished the girl would stay away from her son.

She remembered the prophecy of "Toad" Wu Ji. Cersei's childhood playmate Melaya Hesper asked her if she would marry James in the future, but Wu Ji told her that tonight was her death day, and the god of death was already here. beside her.Melaya died that night, falling into the well and drowning.

"In the future, you will be the mother of the world...until another woman comes, who is younger and more beautiful than you. She will overthrow you and take away everything you cherish." This is Wu Ji's prophecy to her.

Cersei looked at the girl on the opposite side, and she said, "You shouldn't refuse a child who misses his loved ones, father."

Tywin looked at his daughter, "This matter is another matter, let's stop today's meeting, Cersei and Kevan stay."

The important officials of the royal court stood up and said goodbye one after another. After everyone dispersed, Duke Tywin got up from the throne and sat down at the conference table.

"You shouldn't speak up for her, Cersei," Uncle Kevan told her.

Cersei glanced at her father, and said, "She just wants to go back to Highgarden."

"Then let's talk about your marriage to Vilas first, I've made you think long enough," Duke Tywin told her.

"No, never." She was firm. "You can't force me, I'm the queen mother."

"You are my daughter."

"I will never marry again! Especially to a cripple," she answered aloud.

"If she doesn't want to, we shouldn't force her, Tywin." The sudden change in her uncle's attitude caught Cersei off guard, and she gave Uncle Kevan a grateful look.

Uncle's words seemed to have moved his father. He fell into thought for a moment, and then said, "Since you don't want to marry a cripple, you can only consider Oberon Martell, but this will offend Tyrell. So After much deliberation, I have decided to let you marry Cole Julius."

Cersei opened her mouth slightly, and the face that looked like Rhaegar crawled into her mind.

"His ability is what we need, and his appearance is handsome, his martial arts are superb, and he is also full of wisdom on the battlefield."

"That child seems to have a marriage contract," said Uncle Kevan.

"I think Cersei equals the greyscaled girl."

"Please allow me to leave, I will think about my father." Cersei stood up with a complex expression.

"Remember your responsibilities." Her father warned her.

"I will."

Cersei walked slowly, thinking about what her father said to him, he was not Rhaegar, and he helped Tyrion against her, he was an accomplice in killing Little Joe.

But Tommen needed him, she tried to convince herself, in order to preserve the kingdom.

After Cersei left, only Kevan and Tywin remained in the hall.

"Will he agree?" Kevan asked.

"What do you think those people in the Stormlands think?"

Kevan knew that there were many nobles from the Stormlands in King's Landing, and most of them were captives who surrendered during the Battle of the Blackwater River.

The two talked again about the ironborn.

As the night deepened, they ended their conversation, and Kevan got up to leave.

Tywin Lannister closed his eyes slightly, then stood up, staring straight at the throne on the high platform, and stopped for a while.

He has been the Hand of the King since he was 20 years old and has had several ups and downs.From the trust of the best friend at the beginning to the suspicion later, these things seem to be still yesterday.

Although Ellis had a bad temper when he was young, Tywin didn't think he was a fool, but thought he was quite wise.

"Aren't you going to sit down? Your Excellency."

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, a pain came from Tai Wen's chest, he looked down, and an arrow feather pierced through his back.

As if being pushed hard, he threw himself on the ground, waiting for the Duke to turn his head, and what came into view was a figure wearing a hood and cloak.

The voice made him feel familiar, and when the man slowly pulled down the hood, revealing the pale and chubby face.

"Varys." The Duke's voice was weak, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. "Why is that you?"

"You don't trust me, do you? Lord Tywin." The eunuch's voice was as sharp as a whip, without the sweet and greasy feeling in the past.

"Kill me, do you think you can leave? Cough cough." Duke Tywin coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood.There are at least a hundred Lannister guards in the castle.

The eunuch smiled, "My lord, guess how Ed Stark disappeared from the dungeon."

"I didn't want to do this. You are an admirable person. The Seven Kingdoms are well organized under your care, but what the kingdom needs is not a good prime minister, but a good king." The eunuch continued. "You know that boy was taught to be a king when he was a child, he was a good knight, he knew all languages, and he studied history, law, and poetry.

He is well aware of the sufferings of the people. He once lived with fishermen and relied on the labor of his hands for a living. He swam in the river, mended nets, and washed his own clothes.He can not only fish, cook, and treat wounds, but more importantly, he knows the fear of being hungry and being hunted down. "

"Who?" Duke Tywin tried to amplify his voice, but blood had already filled his tongue.

"Aegon" Varys told him.

Several children walked out from behind the eunuch, and his figure slowly disappeared into the night.

When the sunlight shone through the glass windows onto the Iron Throne, the walking servants quickly spotted the person sitting on the throne.

His hands were hanging by the sides of the throne, and his head was tilted on his side, as if he had fallen asleep.

Until they saw the blood from Lord Tywin's quarrel
(End of this chapter)

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