iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 360 The Lannister Brothers
Joffrey's anger was mixed with panic: "Whoever allows you to come in, get out of here. I am the king!"

"Joffrey stop your clowning."

Lord Tywin stared at his grandson coldly for a while and continued: "Joffrey, I hope to see you at breakfast tomorrow... you sincerely apologize to Lord Mace for your drunken nonsense tonight, and Get his understanding."

Joffrey stared at Duke Tywin with wide eyes: "You actually asked me to apologize to Duke Mace, and asked a king to apologize to a minister?"

Duke Tywin narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "If you can't understand the meaning of this, then just follow my orders."

"You are not allowed to order me, I am the king." Joffrey shouted loudly, being held in Cersei's arms.

The veins on Lord Tywin's neck protruded one by one, and the hands behind his back were clenched into fists.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Joffrey, let me remind you that Robert's bloodline is not limited to just one person."

Cersei looked over in shock: "Father!"

Joffrey was stunned for a moment, and his body trembled obviously: "What did you say?"

Cersei hugged her son tightly and said to Lord Tywin: "Father, please, please tell Joffrey that you are just angry for a moment... Yes, you are joking with your grandson."

Joffrey broke away from Cersei's arms and stood up: "You want to depose the king? How dare you..."

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but shyly hide behind Cersei when he met the old lion's sharp gaze.

After closing his eyes for a while, Duke Tywin's heaving chest and abdomen slowly calmed down. He opened his eyes and looked at his daughter and grandson, turned around, and waved his hand.

"Sir Adam, His Majesty the King needs to get up early tomorrow. Please escort him back to his dormitory."

Seeing Adam and others approaching, Joffrey shouted loudly: "What are you doing? This is offensive!"

The threat had no effect. Joffrey was firmly held by two red robes. He kicked his legs and said: "Mom, I don't want to rest, help me!"

Just as Cersei asked for mercy, the old lion's impatient voice sounded first: "Give him sleeping wine."

"Father...Joffrey..."

"Cersei, I'm sensible enough."

The king was forcibly taken away by Ser Adam and others. Before leaving... Joffrey glanced at the old lion who was carrying him bitterly.

In the fireplace, the fire crackled and burned.

There were only father and daughter in the restaurant. Cersei hesitated and approached the old lion lightly: "Father, I'm sorry. Joffrey is a little willful. I'm trying to think of ways to correct him..."

Standing Lord Tywin glanced at Cersei: "Wilfulness and stupidity are two different things."

Cersei quietly observed the old lion's expression and said, "Father, Joffrey has a strong character. He is the most suitable candidate for king."

Duke Tywin turned his head, looked at his daughter for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "Kings in the past, few strong people ended up well."

Cersei wanted to speak, but Lord Tywin raised his hand to stop her.

Withdrawing his gaze, he stared at the flickering flames in the fireplace, paused, and suddenly said: "Cersei, I don't like your late husband... Robert."

Hearing this, Cersei's green eyes suddenly trembled, and then she looked at the old lion in surprise and said, "I thought... Can you tell me the reason, father?"

The hand behind him clenched tightly for a while and then unclenched. Duke Tywin's cold voice sounded: "He likes to pat me on the back."

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The hazy night cast a veil over the Red Fort.

After walking out of Mag Tower, although Garlan Tyrell tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't hide his heavy heart.

Due to the presence of the "stranger", he could not speak directly and could only glance at his sister who still behaved elegantly from time to time.

Margaery Tyrell looked very charming under the moonlight. She smiled gently: "Brother Garland, please don't worry about me. I will fulfill my obligations as a king's wife."

Sir Garland glanced at Duke Green, who was looking up at the night sky, and said: "I will come back as soon as possible, Margaery."

Margaery walked a few steps silently, breathed softly, and said, "Thank you, Garland."

Green turned his head and saw a pair of bright but distressing big eyes.

………I can promise you……

………My and Joffrey’s child……

...make a betrothal to your child...

Looking back on the conversation during the day, Green paused. He noticed that Golden Rose seemed to have made a real "judgment" about Joffrey.

He guessed...the more Margaery looks forward to this marriage on the surface, or the more determined she appears, the more it explains the problem.

It seems calm, but there are hidden undercurrents.

Perhaps her main task is to let Lord Tywin and everyone see that she is a qualified queen candidate... The worse Joffrey's performance is, the better the effect will be.

Perhaps, Joffrey's astonishing speech tonight was also one of the natural results of Margaery's clever "teasing"...

This kind of court method, plus the fact that the person was Joffrey, was too easy for Margaery, and he knew it.

Since the poisoning incident at Riverrun, the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms have been very vigilant about this. He heard that Sir Jaime even specially arranged a Kingsguard to "tast" food for King Joffrey (Chapter 331), so... it's very... It’s hard to replicate.

If it wasn't poison, what could it be?
Green smiled at Little Rose. For the sake of the Duke of Metz, he had to take action.

"Miss Margery, it's my honor to escort you." Green nodded slightly towards Little Rose.

Margaery's elk eyes seemed to become brighter. She came to Green, stood up on her toes, and kissed him politely on the cheek.

"Duke Green, I'm sorry for tonight. I should have made more thoughtful preparations for the dinner."

Looking at the rare "active" light of Highgarden, a look of surprise flashed across Green's face, and at the same time... he silently lit the wax for Joffrey in his heart.

"You are charming enough for tonight, Miss Margaery."

After Green's words fell, Sir Garland on the side immediately echoed: "Yes, my sister, no one will think you have failed to do a good job. You are the light of the Red Castle tonight."

He added: "King Joffrey's drinking capacity is not... very good."

Speaking of the latter part, Sir Garland couldn't help gritting his teeth, and then...he couldn't help showing worried eyes again.

Margery chuckled: "Garland, he is good enough. This... makes me feel closer to him."

Looking at his sister who was completely trapped in the dream of love, Sir Garland shrugged helplessly.

Green smiled and said: "It may be wonderful enough to have each other, Sir Garland." Sir Garland was slightly startled. It seemed that Margaery's maids were not exaggerating. Duke Green's tongue was indeed the same as His sword was just as "sharp", and he had indeed seen a lot tonight...

He scratched his head: "Yes, I will bless them."

The corners of Lord Green's lips raised as his eyes met Margaery's.

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"Lord Green."

After the roses disappeared, the young butler Leighton came to Green's side and whispered: "Adam Malbrand fed King Joffrey sleeping wine."

Green shook his head slightly. It seemed that Lord Tywin was really annoyed by Joffrey.

He stepped forward: "Where has Sir Jaime gone?"

Leighton said as he walked: "Jaime Lannister first took the Kingsguard to the White Sword Tower, and then went to the dungeon alone."

"very good."

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There was a sound outside the cell door, and Tyrion Lannister, who was curled up on the bed, raised his head. He tried to climb out of the bed, but found that his legs and feet were numb from lying down for a long time. He had to bend down and rub his muscles.

He hated the short legs of a dwarf very much at the moment.

The key was turned, the cell door was opened, and the firelight shone on his face. Tyrion raised his hand to cover it, squinted his eyes, and said, "James?"

"Are you okay, Tyrion?"

Ser Jaime came in with a cell and a small candlestick, closed the cell door, looked around, and said: "The cells in Riverrun are not so cold and wet, but they are much gloomier than here."

Tyrion grinned: "I have also tasted the feeling of being locked up. The Seven Gods are really just, what a pair of happy Lannister brothers."

Sir James smiled and shook his head. He placed the candlestick on the small square table and said, "I heard that you killed the famous Red Viper in the Seven Kingdoms."

As he spoke, he sat on the chair.

Tyrion laughed: "Yes, the reason is because the black-haired mistress he brought from Dorne fell in love with the lion at first sight. We dueled on the spot just like in the ballad."

His hand made a stabbing motion as if holding the handle of the sword: "I couldn't reach his heart, and the cute red viper stood there waiting for me to bring a chair."

Ser Jaime couldn't help but smile and said: "Many people know that you are not the murderer, Tyrion."

"Let me guess..."

The smile on Tyrion's face faded: "But Lord Tywin surely wants me to plead guilty to all the charges thrown at me, right?"

After a pause, Sir James sighed: "You know, our father is a just man, he may not..."

Tyrion scoffs: "Would he do justice to a gutter rat?"

He pointed at himself: "Look, it's me you're talking about."

Sir Jaime frowned and said, "Tyrion, you are Lord Tywin's son, not some... mouse."

Tyrion's voice was full of hatred: "No, I am not Lord Tywin's son, you are, James, you are his only son! He has wanted to execute me, a dwarf, for more than twenty years. ...He finally has such a wonderful opportunity, and he can also please the Dornishmen. He must be very happy now!"

Slowing down, he grinned: "Well, there is also my good sister. She has long wished that I was dead. Did she not wait any longer and started celebrating in advance? Did she ask you to dance, Brother James?"

After Tyrion finished speaking, Ser Jaime stared at him and said with a slightly tired voice: "You will not die, I promise, my brother."

"Aha, you promise?"

Tyrion looked at his brother mockingly: "How can you guarantee it? I heard that you are going to lead an army soon? Are you planning to attack the dungeon of the Red Keep?"

Ser Jaime frowned and said: "Tyrion, as long as I promise my father not to judge you by combat, I can wait until the trial is over before leaving King's Landing."

Tyrion looked at James in disbelief and said, "Are you staying here to appreciate the clown I looked like when I was sentenced to death by Lord Tywin... crying and begging for mercy?"

He grinned: "Or do you want to hear my deathbed confession?"

Sir Jaime clenched his fist and said, "Tyrion, I told you, I will not let you die."

Tyrion's eyes moved slightly: "Aha, brother James, do you want me to have more sweet dreams before I die?"

Sir James leaned back in his chair, exhaled slowly, and said: "If father really sentences you... to death, I will take you directly out of this damn dungeon."

After a pause, he added: "I'm ready."

"You want to let me go secretly, Knight Jaime?"

Tyrion opened his eyes wide and stood up from the bed: "For my dwarf brother? Have you thought about the consequences? How do you face the anger of Lord Tywin and Cersei? And the anger of the Dornish people... You are actually willing to Betray a Lannister for me?"

After a pause, James' voice was a little strange: "I'm just...paying off the debt."

He forced a smile and said, "Lannister debts must be paid."

Tyrion raised his head and looked at James with a heavy face without moving. He grinned: "Repay the debt? I don't quite understand, my brother."

James' voice became more and more strange: "It's okay if you don't understand. Some things are best buried forever."

Tyrion suppressed his anger and said, "Tell me, what is this scandal and evil deed?"

Sir James seemed a little distracted. He opened his mouth and said, "Tyrion, I will find a good time..."

The little lion's voice suddenly rose: "No, you must tell me now, immediately!"

There was a depressing atmosphere in the cell.

The Lannister brothers stared at each other for a long time, and finally... Jaime turned his face to the other side, paused, and said softly: "Tessa..."

Hearing this, Tyrion trembled all over, and he forced his voice out from his throat: "What happened to her...?"

After a moment of silence, Sir James murmured: "She... is not the prostitute I bought to give you. Everything is a lie that my father asked me to tell. Tessa... Tessa is Tessa, she is The farmer’s daughter, she met you by chance on the road.”

Jaime couldn't face his brother at the moment. Tyrion was frozen like a stone statue. Tessa... suddenly he forgot what she looked like... he remembered that she was a little girl. She was just a little girl at that time. .

He hissed: "My wife, she married me, witnessed by the seven gods."

Ser Jaime continued: "At that time, my father told me that she approached you just for your money. She is a pariah, and you are the Lannister of Casterly Rock. If it were not for gold, she would not come to you at all, so Equivalent to...a prostitute. My father also told me that...so what I said was not a lie, not a real lie, but...and he thought that you needed to be taught a lesson."

He closed his eyes in pain: "Father told me that from now on, you will learn your lesson and be grateful to me... At that time... I really didn't expect that my father would do that..."

(End of this chapter)