iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 378 Backstab 2
"Ser Jaime was seriously injured after escaping from Riverrun. If he hadn't happened to meet a skilled physician, he would have almost died on the way... His name is Qyburn (Chapter 296). Perhaps you can put him to work for you."

Cersei frowned slightly: "Why haven't I heard Jaime mention this person, Qyburn...what is his identity?"

"A maester who was stripped of his maester necklace and maester title by the Citadel."

"Oh?"

Green shrugged. “If you want to gain his loyalty, you need to support him in doing some special medical research. This may be the reason why Sir James concealed Qyburn.”

Hearing this, Cersei became more interested: "It seems that his research is not well received by the Citadel."

"As wise as you are, the Psychic Knights of the Citadel really dislike his experiments."

Green smiled and continued, "Queen Cersei, if you occasionally reward one or two death row prisoners, Qyburn will definitely do his best for you."

Thinking of the scammers who had recently sent the fake dwarf, Queen Cersei sneered and said, "Very good, you arrange for him to come and see me."

After a pause, Cersei came to Green, her eyes moved slightly, and said: "Men who like to talk about honor...don't they all hate those who trample on human lives, Knight Green?"

Green spread his hands and said, "Perhaps the tens of thousands of knights buried in the valley will tell you the answer, my queen."

Cersei chuckled. She stood on tiptoe and kissed Green on the cheek. She looked at him and said, "Ignore those cowardly fools. At least I know that you are the true knight of the Seven Kingdoms, my dear."

Green looked at her: "Phew...Thank you for your praise. I will be a real knight."

Cersei curled her lips and stretched out a white finger to draw circles slowly on Green's chest: "How long will it take to capture Dragonstone, my dear?"

Green paused for a moment and said, "Including the preparations before the war, I estimate it will take three months, maybe less, or maybe more. The battlefield is always full of uncertainty."

He put his arm around Cersei's slender waist and said, "I am leaving here temporarily to keep my promise to Lord Tywin. Apart from the King's wedding, if necessary... I can come back to protect you at any time."

When Joffrey and Margaery's wedding was mentioned, the lioness's face suddenly flashed with anger. She left Green and walked back and forth for several steps. She paused and suddenly said, "Green, I don't like Margaery. She seduced my son."

Green poured a cup and handed it over, saying, "Queen Cersei, this marriage is related to the alliance between Lannister and Tyrell."

"Of course I know."

Cersei took the wine glass and took a sip of the wine angrily. She was silent for a long time. She looked at Green and said, "Do you have a solution to my problem, Green?"

Green hesitated. "Given the current situation... it is the Lannisters who need the support of the Tyrells more. Queen Mother Cersei and Lord Tywin will not allow anyone to destroy the Lannister-Tyrell alliance."

He looked at her: "Even if it was you, he wouldn't tolerate it."

When the lioness's breasts began to rise and fall, Green added, "You must at least wait until the war in the Riverlands subsides, otherwise your wish will be difficult to realize."

Hearing this, the lioness's breasts rose and fell more sharply: "If James had defeated the little wolf, the following things would not have happened!"

After a pause, she turned to look at Green: "Everyone says you are a famous general. Tell me, can James successfully wipe out the Little Wolf in this expedition?"

"Robb Stark is good at fighting. They will most likely win and lose. The war in the riverlands will not end in a short time. Unless..."

Cersei's eyebrows rose slightly. "Unless something."

Green's ears moved slightly, he moved closer to her and said, "Unless the gods heard your voice, everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knows that the Seven Gods love you."

Cersei glanced at Green and said, "So the Bloody Earl is so pious. Are you treating me like a little girl?"

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother!"

Sir Osney's urgent voice suddenly came from the direction of the door, and then he walked hurriedly into the small hall.

Cersei looked over, frowned unhappily, and said, "Ser, I reminded you not to disturb us."

"terribly sorry………"

Ser Osney swallowed his saliva and immediately spoke: "News has just come from the Prime Minister's Tower. Robb Stark died in Luanhe City three days ago!"

Cersei blinked in disbelief, "You mean the little wolf is dead?"

Sir Osney nodded heavily and said, "Your Majesty, I have confirmed it. He is dead."

"He's really dead, this is really the protection of the gods..."

As she spoke, Cersei suddenly turned to the other side and saw Green looking at her with a smile on his face.

Joy seemed to instantly light up the lioness's green eyes: "You are right, the gods really love me!"

Green shrugged slightly: "Very good, it just happens to be good news, which just clears up your misunderstanding of me."

Ser Osney looked around blankly.

Cersei's excitement was uncontrollable. She took Green's hand and said, "Dance with me."

She tapped her toes and spun around, her red skirt blooming like a flower, spreading freely with her movements.

Cersei laughed, sometimes moving closer to the Greens and sometimes moving away, like a little girl immersed in excitement.

After spinning for more than ten rounds, Cersei stopped dancing in Green's arms. She said breathlessly: "My dear, I love you so much..."

Green coughed lightly, glanced at Ser Osney who was standing like a statue not far away, and said, "No one does not love you, Queen Cersei."

"I love your tongue so much."

Cersei chuckled with pleasure, then glanced at Osney and said coldly: "You should leave and do not disturb me again. This is an order."

“Yes, sir…”

Ser Osney stepped back, but clenched his fists and said, "Your Majesty, the good news of Robb Stark's death... The Prime Minister wants you to tell King Joffrey in person."

Green raised his eyebrows, glanced at Sir Osney, and curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

"Why did the old lion let me pass......"

Hearing Cersei's murmur, Green separated from her and said, "Perhaps this is a reminder from grandpa to his grandson." Reminder? Reminder of what?
Seeing the lioness's puzzled expression, Green smiled and said, "At least you can share the sudden joy with your son."

After a pause, he added, "I think Prime Minister Tywin will send someone to inform the Tyrells of this good news."

Cersei's green eyes moved slightly: "Duke Green, I will hold a dinner in the Queen's Ballroom, and then we will celebrate the victory together."

"Thank you for your invitation, Queen Cersei. Please allow me to take my leave first."

Green patted his chest, turned around and walked forward. When he passed by Osney, he stopped.

"Breaking in without permission..."

He reached out and patted Osney's shoulder. "If you do that again, I will make you spend the rest of your life in the dungeon, Sir Kettleblack."

Although the voice was not loud, Cersei still heard clearly the voice of Green warning Osney. Looking at his back as he left, she curled her lips in satisfaction.

When Green's figure disappeared, Sir Oniss moved his stiff body and stammered, "Your Majesty the Queen Mother... I... I just..."

Osney could not hide the fear on his face. He seemed to have just realized the terrifying power of a great noble, which made him feel desperate.

"Don't be so reckless next time."

Cersei's eyes flashed with disdain, but her tone was gentle: "You are really lovely. You have my protection. You will be fine, Ser Osney."

After a pause, she reminded him again: "Don't forget the task I gave you, keep an eye on Rose (Chapter 350)."

Walking through the long corridor, Green saw the Duke of Metz pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back in the lobby of the Maeg Tower with a serious face.

"Good day, Lord Mace. Are you here to see Queen Cersei?"

The Duke of Metz looked around and pulled Green away: "I'm waiting for you, let's go out and talk."

After leaving Maeg's Tower and coming to a secluded tree, Duke Mace took out a piece of parchment and handed it over: "It won't be long before all the nobles of the seven kingdoms will receive this letter."

When Green took the letter and read it, Duke Mace said angrily, "How could Little Wolf suddenly die? Duke Tywin is so lucky."

After reading the letter, Green thought for a moment and said, "The main purpose of Lord Tywin announcing Robb Stark's crimes to the Seven Kingdoms... should be to tie Lord Ned's hands and feet and isolate Brynden Tully in the Riverlands."

Lord Mace's cheeks slowly swelled up, he nodded, and said, "It's the same as what I thought. The Lannisters want to take the Riverlands into their own pockets. They are really greedy."

"If the Lannisters successfully obtain the Riverlands, the Westerly Territory and the Iron Throne..." Before he could finish his words, Green shook his head with a heavy face.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "Perhaps King's Landing will be filled with Lion's Roaring flags."

The Duke of Metz paced back and forth impatiently for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and said, "Green, Riverrun is not that easy to capture."

Green pinched his chin and replied, "If Seaside City does not surrender to the Lannisters, Riverrun City will still have a chance to deal with the Lannisters for a while."

The Duke of Metz stroked his beard and said, "For a while?"

Green nodded slightly. "Based on what happened in Luanhe City, it can be said that Tully has already lost the war. Moreover, the Riverlands are full of refugees because of the war, and many castles have become ruins. Most lords are no longer willing to fight."

The Duke of Metz puffed up his cheeks and whispered, "I really want to support Riverrun..."

Green smiled and said, "Miss Margaery will soon take the throne of queen, which will affect the honor of the Tyrell family."

The Duke of Mace still seemed to feel regretful. He waved his hand and said, "After all, the Lannisters are allies of the Tyrells."

Green looked at the dazzling sunny sky for a while, and said with emotion: "Once Prime Minister Tywin solves the problem in Dorne, the Seven Kingdoms will soon have peace."

Hearing this, the Duke of Metz paused while stroking his beard and said, "Dorne... Martell..."

Green turned his head to look at the Duke of Mace: "I wonder if the Prime Minister can calm the flames of hatred of the Dornish people at the negotiation table."

The Duke of Metz paused and said, "Based on my understanding of Prince Doran, he will not easily start an army. Well...it depends on whether he can suppress his anger, his own and others'."

While he was talking about Martell, he was thinking in his heart... Once Tywin completely pacifies the war in the Seven Kingdoms, his position as Prime Minister will be more secure, alas!

At the same time, the Duke of Metz also decided that as soon as Margaery's wedding was over, he would immediately lead his army to attack Storm's End and take it into his own pocket as soon as possible.

He reached out and patted Green's arm with his big hand, "When you attack Dragonstone, if you need anything, I can ask the Redwyne fleet to help you."

Green smiled and stroked his chest, saying, "Thank you. If I encounter any difficulties, I will ask for help."

Lord Mace thought of the Battle of Storm's End more than a decade ago. He patted his head again and said, "You must completely blockade Dragonstone and don't let Stannis get food from outside."

He sighed and couldn't help but sigh in his recollection: "If I had been given a little more time..."

Shaking his head, he thought of Lannister again, and continued to sigh with a little anger: "Tywin Lannister is as cunning as ever..."

Green couldn't help but smile and consoled him, "Duke Mace, at the beginning of the war, the Lannister army plundered the riverlands brutally. I don't think they will be so successful."

The Duke of Mace was in a better mood. He stroked his beard and said, "I heard that many refugees from the riverlands gathered in King's Landing cursed the Lannisters all day long."

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, looked at Green, and lowered his voice: "What do you think... we should persuade Brynden Tully of Riverrun to surrender to the Iron Throne?"

Green thought seriously about Lord Mace's proposal and shook his head slightly. "If Winterfell is willing to surrender together, then Prime Minister Tywin may have to give up, or give up most of the riverlands. But from what I know about Lord Ned, this is difficult."

The two of them walked towards the stables. Green said as he walked, "Without Stark, even if the Tullys are willing to surrender, the Lannisters will probably use Brynden Tully to more easily seize control of the Riverlands."

After walking a few steps, Lord Mace sighed and said, "When we lose on the battlefield, the usual methods are useless. Perhaps Lord Tywin has already considered this, so he announced in the letter that the Tully family's rights in the Riverlands will be deprived."

Green nodded. "Yes, now...if he wants to continue fighting the Lannisters, he can only claim the right to rule the Riverlands in the name of Robb Stark."

The Duke of Metz commented with a complicated expression: "It was the little running wolf that destroyed the trout."

When Lord Green and Lord Mace arrived at the stables, they saw Kevan Lannister waiting for them. He invited Lord Green and Lord Mace to attend the banquet to be held in the Prime Minister's Tower tonight on behalf of Lord Tywin.

(End of this chapter)