iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 379 Backstab 3
The deep night enveloped the majestic Red Castle, while the candlelit banquet hall in the Hand's Tower was as bright as day.

The white marble walls of the hall were covered with flags of nobles from the Westerlands, the Reach, and the Crown. Among them, the Roaring Lion of Lannister, the Wild Rose of Tyrell, and the Swamp Marigold of Crabbe were the most prominent.

The golden wine glasses inlaid with gems sparkle with luxurious light, and the dazzling array of delicacies exude bursts of tempting aroma.

Melodious music flowed in the air, men and women were chatting quietly, and the messengers from the Prime Minister's Tower walked lightly among them, providing them with thoughtful service.

"Duke Green."

Lord Green was holding a wine glass and "admiring" his own flag hanging on the left side of the Lannisters. When he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over.

Margery walked slowly towards them holding Lady Olenna's arm. Green stroked her chest and said, "Good night, Lady Olenna, Miss Margery."

Madam Olenna bent over, her cloudy eyes looked at the place where Green was staring before, and said: "Young man who let this old woman witness the miracle with her own eyes, in the future... your descendants will be proud to have your bloodline."

Green raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled and stroked his chest: "Thank you for your kind words, Lady Olenna."

Lady Olenna's tone was still kind: "When the children grow up, most of your time will probably be occupied by those boring marriages, and you won't be able to take a break until you are old."

Margaery shook Lady Olenna's arm gently: "Grandmother..."

Lady Olenna glanced at the corner of the hall... Duke of Metz, who was standing in the middle of the crowd and talking, and said angrily, "If you are unlucky and meet a stupid son, you will never be able to live in peace when you are old."

"grandmother………"

Green smiled and said, "I will remember your teachings."

Lady Olenna then reached out and patted the back of Margaery's hand: "I understand. After all, there are many strangers here. The old woman will naturally respect the Duke of Highgarden."

Margaret glanced at Green with her elk eyes. Her face was tangled. She said, "If you keep your voice down... there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

"My Margaery must be feeling sorry for the old woman. She made me sit there mutely watching the Duke of Wild Boar's 'performance' all night. This would make me so angry that I would die." Lady Olenna patted the back of Margaery's white hand with relief.

"Grandma~~"

Green drank to hold back his laughter. Lady Olenna looked at him and asked suddenly, "Why did Tywin call us all here all of a sudden? Is he going to announce the power of the Lannisters to the Seven Kingdoms?"

She looked at the wall. "Look, that lion flag is so tall, and the roses and marigolds next to it look like its servants."

"When you put it that way, it really feels that way..."

Green blinked and said, "Madam, can I ask someone to adjust the position?"

Facing Green's serious proposal, Lady Olena snorted and said, "I don't want to be the target of these people's gossip."

Margaery said gently, "Grandmother, Lord Tywin is the Hand of the King and the host of the dinner. This is in accordance with etiquette."

Lady Olenna snorted again, then suddenly changed the subject: "Did the old woman hear that our little king came up with an amazing idea at the dinner some time ago (Chapter 358), and that he also received the firm support of Duke Crabbe?"

Green looked at Margery and raised his eyebrows, and she blinked her big eyes at him innocently.

Lord Green stared at Little Rose lovingly for a while before sighing, "Lady Olenna, given the situation at the time, if I had remained silent, King Joffrey would have had no choice but to seek help from his fiancée."

His brown eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Margaret again, now his eyes were filled with a kind of pity.

He continued to Lady Olenna, "King Joffrey is a decisive person. He might be unhappy because of Lady Margaery's hesitation. Moreover, as the future queen, no matter what Lady Margaery said at that time, it would easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Lady Olenna's eyes were deep: "Unhappy...misunderstanding...what an interesting choice of words." Her expression returned to its initial kindness: "The old woman has been looking for an opportunity to thank you, and today I finally got the chance."

Green shook his head slightly and said politely, "Dear Madam, please don't be polite. It is my honor to serve Miss Margaret."

Margaret smiled sweetly: "Thank you for the protection of the kind knight."

Madam Olenna reached out her wrinkled hand and patted her granddaughter: "Let's go over there and take a look."

Not long after they left, as the master of ceremonies sang, Queen Cersei appeared in the banquet hall with Tommen and Myrcella.

First it was Countess Tanda of Stokeworth, then... Queen Cersei was soon surrounded by many noble ladies who greeted her enthusiastically.

Green suddenly had an idea. It seemed that Joffrey would not appear at the Prime Minister's dinner... Was it voluntary or forbidden?
After a pause, Myrcella pulled her brother Tommen out of the crowd. When Green saw the little lioness looking in his direction, he raised his glass to signal her from a distance.

Tommen had gained some weight, and the flesh on his face trembled when he walked. Myrcella seemed to have grown taller.

The two of them walked hand in hand in front of Green and saluted, saying, "Duke Green, good night."

Green smiled gently and replied, "Good night, Princess Myrcella, His Royal Highness Tommen."

After the greetings, Tommen couldn't wait to ask Green about the biggest hot topic in the Seven Kingdoms at that time - the Red Wedding in Luanhe City.

After Green led them to a corner of the banquet hall and sat them down, as Tommen's former sword-fighting teacher and Myrcella's former horsemanship teacher, he told them the story of the wedding in Riverrun.

During the process, both of them couldn't help but exclaim from time to time.

After listening, Tommen's childish voice sounded: "Lord Green, if I were Robb Stark, I would never draw my sword at the wedding banquet, but lead my troops to capture Luanhe City in an upright manner."

Green reached out and patted Tommen: "Unfortunately, Luanhe City now belongs to your great-aunt. You have no chance, Knight Tommen."

Myrcella's clear blue eyes moved slightly: "Marry Lady Gina of the Frey family?"

Green nodded his chin, took a sip of Summer Red, and said, "It is said that her husband claimed to be the Marquis of Luanhe City."

"I should...but..."

Mircella clasped her hands together, paused, and then continued: "I think Luanhe City must be full of sorrow now. May the gods bless them."

As her eyes turned slightly red, Tommen's voice came over: "I heard that the one who really defeated Robb Stark was grandpa."

Green smiled and pointed to a place: "I saw apple cake there, you can go and have a look."

Not long after Myrcella left holding Tommen's hand, the Minister of the Admiralty, Earl Matus, and Sir Garlan came over, and the topic was still the Luanhe City incident.

Speaking of Robb, Ser Garlan's voice was filled with anger: "He had a dazzling enough record, but he didn't expect to trample on the sacred rights of guests. It was his arrogance that destroyed everything. Death is the punishment of the gods for him."

Lord Matus explained to Green, "Although the two sides are hostile, Sir Garlan admires the false King Stark very much. He has always been looking forward to the opportunity to compete on the battlefield."

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While the three of them were talking, the butler at the staircase sang: "Greetings—Hand of the King—Eternal Hand of the King—Lord Tywin Lannister—"

(End of this chapter)