iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 126 I Hate Her
Crab Claw Peninsula.

About 2 miles southeast of Whispering City is Lyanna Manor, which Green gave to his cousin Lyanna Crabb.

Lyanna Manor is nestled in green fields, surrounded by rolling hills, forming a natural barrier.There is also a forest near the manor, which is a natural hunting ground.

Under the auspices of an architect from the Reach, the main building of the estate has been roughly outlined.

In the lush green woods, Yulia couldn't help but exclaimed: "Miss Lyanna, are you pregnant?"

Yulia was wearing a light blue off-the-shoulder dress, and her dark brown hair fell naturally on her shoulders.

Her eyes were wide open, her body was a little stiff, and she stared blankly at Lyanna.

Lyanna nodded silently, her face hiding an imperceptible bitterness.

Dick was sent by Greene to Essos, Yulia stayed in Whispering Castle, Lyanna's manor was still under construction, and the two of them were often accompanied in the empty castle.

Today's sunshine was just right, and the two of them were walking in the forest together. Yulia had just learned this somewhat surprising news.

Yulia immediately wanted to escape from this problem. Brother Dick was still "fighting" for her outside, so she really didn't dare to get into any trouble.

But the Lyanna Kleibe in front of her, who seemed innocent to her, was the cousin of the owner of this land.

Yulia closed her eyes in distress, and opened them after a while.

Yulia took a breath, her voice was very gentle: "Miss Leanna, what do you plan to do?"

She gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "I can help you get moon tea."

Hearing Yuecha, Lyanna panicked and subconsciously covered her abdomen with her palm.

Lyanna shook her head quickly: "No, you can't..."

Yulia stretched out both hands and grabbed Lyanna's hand, first comforting: "Miss Lyanna, I just want to help you, no one here can force you to do what you don't want to do."

Seeing that Lyanna's mood had stabilized, she added: "Except for Earl Green!"

Hearing Green's name, Lyanna looked at Yulia, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears: "Julia, what should I do?"

Lyanna's fingers trembled slightly due to nervousness, and an uneasy and helpless expression appeared on her pale face.

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King's Landing.

"Apple, the best apple, even if the price is twice as high, you will feel cheap!"

"Come and buy blood melon, it's as sweet as honey!"

"Rutabaga, onions, potatoes, come on, kohlrabi, onions, potatoes, come on!"

Surrounded by guards, Green rode his horse through the stinky urban area.On the street, an actor was walking on stilts, striding through the crowd like a giant monster, followed by a large group of barefoot children, screaming strangely.On the other side, two ragged little boys were gesticulating with wooden sticks. An old woman poked her head out of the upper window and ended the fight by pouring a bucket of footwashing water on their heads.

Turn into Steel Street and ride up the long Visennian hills along winding lanes, passing blacksmiths at forges, freeriders haggling with their armor, and gray-haired wagon peddlers of all kinds. Most of the blacksmiths in King's Landing gather here.

Green and the others went directly to the top of the hill, pulled the reins and stopped the horses in front of a huge house made of wood and plaster.

The two gates of the house are made of ebony and weirwood, with a hunting picture carved on them. A pair of stone knights stand guard on both sides of the entrance, wearing red steel armor with imaginative shapes, giving them a Gryphon and The form of a unicorn.

Green jumped off the horse, handed over the reins to Martyr Baker, and led Monton Weir into the house.

The middle-aged man glanced at the badge on Green, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face: "My lord, Tob Mott is waiting for your errand."

Tob Mott wore a black velvet coat, with a hammer pattern embroidered on the sleeves with silver thread, and a heavy silver chain around his neck, with a sapphire as big as a pigeon's egg.

Tob Mott was enthusiastic: "If you need new armor, you've come to the right place."

"My lord, I charge a high price for the things I make, and I admit it myself, but I can assure you that there is no one in the Seven Kingdoms who can match my craftsmanship. If you don't believe me, you can strike iron in every house in King's Landing Go through all the shops and compare them yourself.”

He continued: "Actually, any country blacksmith can make a piece of armor. But what I make is a work of art. You must have seen the armor of the Knight of Flowers and Lord Renly. They bought their entire set of armor from me. "

Green slightly nodded his chin, pointed at Mengton, and said, "How is his armor doing? Take me over to see."

Taub made a gesture of invitation: "His armor will be finished in more than a month, and now the major parts are almost finished. Of course, it still needs fine polishing."

Tob led Green through a long and narrow courtyard to the room where the armor was made.

The temperature inside the house was very high, there was a burning forge in every corner, and the air was filled with the stench of smoke and sulfur.

Seeing that Tob had brought the stranger, the blacksmiths just glanced briefly, touched the sweat on their foreheads, and then continued to swing their hammers and pliers, while the shirtless apprentices worked hard to stir up the wind furnace.

Tob called over to him a tall boy with strong muscles in his arms and chest.

"This is Gendry, regardless of his young age, he is very skilled and diligent in his work." After speaking, he turned his head to the boy and said, "Boy, let the honorable adults see what you have done." Those armors."

Gendry's gloomy blue eyes glanced at the gentle-faced Green, brushed back his sweat-soaked hair, and said to Tob, "Only the helmet is polished."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for anyone to reply, he walked to the back, and after a while, he brought a barrel-shaped silver helmet.

Green took it, first weighed it, and then looked at it again.

Compared with ordinary helmets, its thickness is at least half more. Although the shape is simple, it feels sophisticated when you get started.

Green handed the helmet to Monton who was watching eagerly.

Green patted Gendry's arm and praised: "Gendry, your craftsmanship is great."

Gendry's hair was coarse, thick, and matted, and as black as ink.

He had just grown some black stubble on his chin, and his face looked a little shy, his lips trembled a few times.

Tuobu said: "My lord, please forgive me, this kid's tongue is very stupid, he can only forge iron!"

Green shook his head with a smile, patted Gendry again, and left the hot room.

Once outside, Green customized a set of armor from Tob.

Green's ancestral armor is too simple in shape, and he needs to prepare a gorgeous armor in advance for the upcoming tournament.

After writing down the requirements, Tobu accepted the bag of golden dragons with a smile, and patted his chest with his big hands to promise that the armor he made would satisfy Green.

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That night the old blacksmith called Gendry into the house.

The rosy-faced Tob had already drank a lot of wine. He picked up the wine glass and filled it up: "Son, a blacksmith cannot live without wine."

As he spoke, he pushed the wine glass on the table towards Gendry.

Gendry picked up the glass and drank it down, and Tobe laughed heartily.

After he stopped laughing, his tone was serious: "Do you still remember the young nobleman in blue robe who came here during the day?"

Gendry wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and nodded.

Tuobu solemnly said: "Try to avoid him in the future."

Gendry looked at the serious Toub with some doubts.

Although Gendry didn't show it on his face, he had a very good impression of Green. He could feel that Green was not pretentious like other noble lords.

Gendry is not good at talking, but he is very sensitive in his heart. At least among the nobles he has come into contact with, only Green is different.

"My child, this is the intuition of an old blacksmith. That young nobleman feels very dangerous to me. Standing next to him is like being next to a sharpened sword... If you can, don't meet him."

Gendry trusted the old blacksmith and nodded.

After a moment of silence, he said with a sullen face, "I'm just a lowly illegitimate child."

Tob was stunned for a moment, he didn't follow Gendry's words to comfort him, but laughed and said, "Boy, but you are a good blacksmith!"

Gendry's face was sharp and angular. He looked up at the master blacksmith, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

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At about the same time, Green asked his attendants to bring Monton into the study.

Just one movement of Monton's stomach can cause a wave of flesh. Green looked over and couldn't help smiling.

Sensing Green's gaze, Monton also looked down and smiled.

"Monton, I have something to arrange for you."

Monton nodded naively, and looked at Green with some blank eyes.

"His name is Gendry, the young blacksmith we met today."

"Master Green, I remember that man."

After a pause, Green said: "If you have the opportunity to have more contact with him, I hope you can become acquainted with him."

Monton scratched his head in doubt, but didn't ask any more questions, Hanhan nodded his head.

I actually love making friends...it's not difficult.

After Monton left, Green tapped the desk a few times with his fingers, looked at the map on the wall, and his eyes stopped at the storm.

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The next day, Megata.

Seeing the back of Mace Tyrell leaving, Green's eyes trembled slightly.

When Queen Cersei received the Duke of Mace, Green accompanied him from beginning to end.

Queen Cersei's impatient expression was not deliberately concealed, but Duke Metz seemed to be unaware of this, and his attitude became more respectful.

Green secretly regretted, the majestic Duke of Highgarden, why don't you dare to have a fight with Queen Cersei!

Green felt the Duke of Metz's flexibility, which is a political method that requires talent.

Green glanced at the haughty Queen Cersei, at least the Queen Cersei coaxed by Duke Mace was very happy.

Cersei, who had just finished shaking her prestige in front of the Duke of Highgarden, was in a very happy mood.

Cersei propped her cheek, first glanced at James, and then at Green.

Everyone could see that she was in a good mood: "Earl Green, come with me for a walk in the garden."

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Wandering in the garden, the fragrance of various flowers fills your nostrils.

Cersei stopped before a flowerbed filled with roses of all colors.

At this time, Queen Cersei's happy expression had long dissipated without a trace.

Her voice was cold: "Earl Green, I don't like the Golden Rose, and I hate Margaery Tyrell staying in King's Landing even more."

After the words fell, Cersei stretched out her hand and mercilessly broke off a bouquet of golden roses.

little rose?
Could it be that Queen Cersei saw the Tyrell family's ambition for the queen?

Green looked sideways at Cersei.

Her hair was carefully combed by the maid and decorated with exquisite jewel hair accessories, which perfectly matched the dignity of the queen.

"Your Highness, are you worried about Prince Joffrey?"

After listening to Green's words, Cersei showed a satisfied look.

Green is Cersei's chief affairs officer, and she didn't bother to find a good reason, saying bluntly: "I will never allow Margaery to become Joffrey's marriage partner."

After a pause, Green said, "Are you worried... His Majesty Robert will bypass you to facilitate the marriage with the Golden Rose?"

Cersei snorted softly, and said coldly: "That drunkard, he can do any stupid thing!"

Green guessed that the reason Cersei rejected Margaery was related to the prophecy when she was a girl.

Green's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Your Royal Highness, I think with the current situation, King Robert will not think about marrying the Golden Rose."

He added: "It won't be long before Duke Eddard will arrive in King's Landing. Their affection is deep, and King Robert is more likely to promote a marriage with the Stark family."

Let my son marry the daughter of a northern bumpkin?
After hearing what Green guessed, Queen Cersei frowned slightly unconsciously.

Cersei said contemptuously: "Why do you think that? The daughter of the wolf is not worthy of the son of the lioness."

Green shrugged and explained, "I think King Robert is trying to strengthen the North and the Riverlands, and the Vale."

Cersei's beautiful eyes moved, and after a moment of thought, she figured out what Robert was up to.

There was anger in Cersei's voice. "That drunk is wary of the Lannisters! Oh, he has completely lost his warrior courage, poor cowardly drunk."

Green agreed: "Yes, Your Royal Highness! You alone are enough to protect Prince Joffrey! King Robert is unnecessary. After Prince Joffrey inherits the Iron Throne in the future..."

After a pause, Green continued: "The northern border, the riverlands, and the valleys will instead become the shackles of Prince Joffrey."

Cersei's expression turned cold: "Green, it's just your guess now!"

Green nodded slightly: "Your Royal Highness, you may be able to take a look at the list of Duke Ed's entourage. I think the Great Maester Pacelle will soon receive the letter crows from the north."

Cersei asked puzzled, "List of entourage?"

"Your Highness, if Miss Stark's name appears in the accompanying list, King Robert's purpose can be said to be self-evident."

(End of this chapter)