iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 383 Backstab 6
"I am the king, my orders are..."

Green glanced at Joffrey, whose face was flushed red, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "A king who can only sit on an iron chair and play? If your good mother hadn't served me like a maid and begged me, do you think I would come to see you at this time?"

After hearing this, Joffrey was furious. He stood up suddenly, with veins popping out on his neck: "I will kill you!"

Before his hand could touch the sword "Lion's Tooth", he was slapped back to the Iron Throne by Green with a snap.

"How dare you hit me?" Joffrey covered his slightly swollen cheek, his face full of disbelief, mixed with a hint of imperceptible fear.

His handsome face was distorted with anger: "I am the king!"

King Joffrey sat on the Iron Throne, his chest heaving violently, staring resentfully at Lord Greene who stood in front of him.

Green said with a hint of contempt: "I think you will no longer be the king soon. Not only me, but everyone has seen it. The person who represented Baratheon at the Prime Minister's banquet tonight is His Royal Highness Tommen. It is said that he was specially invited by Prime Minister Tywin."

Tommen...

The king the old lion longed for...

The sweet child sitting on the Iron Throne...

The dwarf's harsh voice suddenly rang out in his mind very clearly. Joffrey's already ferocious eyes were now covered with bloodshot like spider webs. He said almost crazily, "Tywin is only the Prime Minister appointed by me. He has absolutely no power to replace the king privately!"

Green shook his head in disappointment and sighed softly, "Joffrey, if Lord Tywin was only the Prime Minister, how could he have imprisoned you here? I never thought that... at this time, you still haven't faced the reality. Let me tell you, Robb Stark is dead, and no one in the Seven Kingdoms dares to challenge the majesty of Lord Tywin. He has now become the true ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, a true king without a crown."

When the situation in the seven countries stabilizes...

The old lion will definitely dethrone you...

He knows you don't want to be a good and obedient scarecrow...

Joffrey's original expression of extreme anger gradually began to be replaced by panic. His eyes revealed a trace of helplessness. After a pause, he suddenly said, "Mom! My mother would never agree to him doing this!"

Hearing this, the disappointment on Green's face deepened, and his voice was filled with helplessness and sadness: "What do you think she can do? Or...what can she do for you now? Do you want your mother to draw a sword against your own father? Don't you think...this is ridiculous?"

If I threaten her with the secret of her bloodline...

Besides obeying obediently...what else can your mother do for you...

Joffrey twisted his words again: "Fools, they are all a bunch of idiots! They are all damn idiots!"

After a moment of oppressive silence, Green showed an impatient expression on his face. He said in a slightly stiff tone: "King Joffrey, I have met with you as requested, so please allow me to leave now."

"Stop!" Joffrey suddenly shouted as Green slowly walked down the steps, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

Green continued to walk down a few steps as if he hadn't heard him. Joffrey couldn't help but say anxiously, "My mother asked you to come to me!"

Hearing this, Green finally stopped, which made Joffrey feel deeply ashamed.
"Ugh………"

After a pause, Green slowly turned around, looked at Joffrey calmly, and said slowly: "You shouldn't embarrass Queen Cersei. She loves you, but she is powerless."

Joffrey's hands tightly grasped the cold sword handles on both sides of the Iron Throne, and the veins on his hands were slightly bulging. He gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Green, but you can deal with Tywin, right?"

Step—step—step—

Green walked up the stairs again and said, "Are you still expecting to be a rat king hiding in the gutter?"

Standing firmly in front of the Iron Throne, he looked at Joffrey, who was leaning against the back of the chair and staring at him fiercely, and continued: "You don't even dare to resist the old lion yourself... You are such a coward. I will not gamble the fate of the entire Crabbe family for you, because you are destined to retreat and even betray my loyalty."

Joffrey's anger at this moment instantly suppressed his fear of Green, and he shouted hysterically: "I will execute the traitor myself! Whether it's Tywin or you!"

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Green sighed as if he couldn't bear it: "Joffrey, when the time comes... as long as you sincerely submit to Prime Minister Tywin, I will support you to become the Duke of Storm's End. For your mother's sake, I will at least let him spare your life."

Joffrey's eyes were filled with anger, as if they were going to devour everything, but there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes: "He dares to kill the king?"

Green hesitated for a moment and said, "Only if you don't obey his...arrangements."

He picked up the wine jug and wine glass beside the iron chair, poured a glass of wine, handed the glass over, and said, "This thing may help you forget some unpleasant things temporarily, or it may help you find a little courage."

"I have no fear, I am the king!"

Clank, red wine spilled onto the stone slabs under the Iron Throne, and the golden wine glass rolled down the stairs.

Joffrey stared at Green, breathing heavily, and said, "If you kill Tywin, I promise to let you replace him as my new Hand."

After a moment of silence, Green shook his head slightly and said, "I don't want your mother to hate me. I love her, but unfortunately, she only loves you, King Joffrey."

He looked around and continued, "I will leave King's Landing in a few days to march to Dragonstone. The Duke of Mace is preparing to march to Storm's End, and... Lord Kevan will soon be on a diplomatic mission to Dorne on behalf of the Red Keep."

He turned his eyes to Joffrey and said, "At that time, only you and Lord Tywin will be left in the Red Keep. I hope you will be more careful. It would be best if you claim to be sick... This way you can at least buy temporary safety."

After a long silence, Joffrey's green eyes suddenly turned and he asked, "Where is Lancel?"

Green glanced at Joffrey in confusion and replied, "I heard that he is usually either in the Sept of the Red Keep or in the Sept of Baelor. He is very pious."

Seeing Joffrey fall silent again, Green waited for a while and said, "If you have no other instructions..."

Joffrey's hands trembled slightly, and he looked over: "Duke Green, as long as you kill him."

After taking a break and calming down a little, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I can reward you with anything you want, no matter who it is." Green sighed helplessly, and said solemnly: "King Joffrey, please allow me to repeat again, I am not you. No matter what excessive things you do, Queen Cersei will choose to forgive you and still love you deeply. But I am different. If I do that, she will definitely resent me very much."

Joffrey's eyes flashed with resentment, and he shouted: "Your loyalty should be to the king, to me, to the king!"

Hearing this, Green coughed lightly and said, "Also please allow me to remind you that the tradition of the Kleber family has always been to serve the queen."

"You! You you you!" Joffrey wanted to say that her mother was now the Queen Mother and no longer the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, but he knew in his heart that this kind of quarrel would not make the person in front of him change his mind... Everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knew that Green Crabbe was only loyal to Cersei Lannister.

When Joffrey saw Green stretching out his hand, he couldn't help but tremble slightly: "What do you want to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Green had already patted Joffrey on the shoulder and said gently, "This is actually a good thing. When you defeat the old lion one day, at least for your mother's sake, I will definitely do my best to help you sit firmly on the Iron Throne."

He withdrew his hand, shrugged, and said, "Although it is almost impossible to achieve, it is better than having no hope at all, isn't it?"

After saying that, Green nodded slightly, turned around and walked down the stairs.

Joffrey stood up and said bitterly to Green's back: "These are all excuses. All of you are afraid of Tywin. You are all traitors, unforgivable traitors!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became: "I will never admit defeat. I am the king!"

Green paused and turned to look at Joffrey, with a look of shock in his eyes. He paused and bowed deeply: "Please forgive my previous offense. If I had not met Lord Tywin... you might have become the greatest king in history. Salute to you."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh, flicked his blue cloak, and quickened his pace to leave.

Ten minutes later, the Kingsguard and Ser Mandon came to the steps of the Iron Throne and reported: "Your Majesty, Duke Green asked me to convey a message to you before he left."

With a click, Joffrey loaded the crossbow and aimed it at the lion flag. He asked impatiently, "What did he say?"

Ser Mandon paused for a moment, then said, "He said... Queen Cersei never served anyone."

After hearing this, for some reason... Joffrey's anger suddenly rose again.

"Get out!"

After a pause, Joffrey called out to Ser Mandon, who was about to leave: "Come back!"

He let Ser Mandon come to him, and then whispered, "Please help me find out when Kevan will go to Dorne as an envoy."

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Green was brought to the Queen Mother's bathroom by Mira, the maid from Megta, and he sat directly next to the golden bathtub.

Cersei Lannister was lazily dozing in the steaming hot bathtub. When she heard the noise, she slowly opened her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "What's going on, my dear Green?"

Green looked calm, for he had seen this kind of scene many times before... with James (Chapter 89).

Lord Green has been trying hard to adapt to this world.

"I think it is time to place Qyburn in the throne room and wait for his services. King Joffrey will use him when he sees need."

The hot water made Cersei's cheeks blush: "Joffrey hasn't been in a good mood lately..."

She remembered how she had happily shared the joy of the wolf's death with Joffrey that day. At first, Joffrey was also very happy, but... later, for some reason, Joffrey's face suddenly changed, and he became angry without any warning. The sudden situation shocked and confused her, and made her feel deeply sad.

Although she couldn't guess the specific reason, the lioness suspected that the cunning Little Rose was instigating something again.

Green comforted him, "He knows that you love your son deeply, and he also loves his mother deeply, and he is growing into a good king."

With the sound of water splashing, Cersei's graceful body moved in the bathtub. She leaned her head on Green's arm, her eyes a little dazed: "Joffrey is a natural king..."

She stretched out her fair hand and held Green's arm, and whispered, "But some people always try to destroy the deep relationship between us mother and son."

"some people?"

Green raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you referring to Miss Margery?"

Cersei nodded slightly and paused. Her voice was slightly cold. "I have endured until the little wolf died. I can no longer bear that my son continues to be deceived by the little rose."

Green stared into Cersei's jewel-like green eyes for a while, rubbed his head, and with a serious look on his face, he sighed: "It is very important that you at least choose a new queen."

After a pause, he rubbed his head again and said, "Before you make a proper plan, you'd better let Joffrey stay quiet for a while. I think...he may not listen to his mother's kind advice at all in the near future."

The loyal Duke of Marigold almost gave a definite reply, which pleased the lioness greatly. His decisiveness made up for the slight loss she felt when James left without saying goodbye and leaving even a letter.

Cersei's fingers gently touched the cold gold mail of Green's robe, and her brows frowned slightly, but her voice was pleasant and gentle: "I will choose a suitable wife for Joffrey as soon as possible."

Her eyes moved slightly and she smiled: "Dear Green, do you have anyone you want to recommend?"

After a moment's silence, Green spread his hands, his expression showing a hint of helplessness and emotion: "If this task were entrusted to me, I would probably use your wisdom and beauty as a reference to search. Unfortunately, there is only one Cersei Lannister in this world."

His brown eyes turned to Cersei. "So, this matter can only be troubled by the king's mother with a sharp eye."

Cersei looked up at Green, raised her chin, raised the corners of her lips in joy, and said, "I love your tongue so much, dear."

The lioness's green eyes gently swept over the black chain mail on Green's body, and her voice seemed to carry some gentle hint: "You always make me happy. How can I reward you, Golden Robe?"

(End of this chapter)