iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 409 Punishment
Sandor Clegane glanced at Green standing outside the door, paused, then stretched out his long legs and made way.

Green took a step forward, passed the hound and entered the solemn and dignified Kingsguard meeting room. He glanced casually at the people standing at the conference table and said, "Sir Jaime, please forgive my intrusion."

James frowned after taking a look at the dozen or so people in blue robes surrounding Green. His intuition was like a warning bell ringing in his mind, telling him that something unpleasant might happen today.

With a flick of his snow-white cloak, James left the conference table and walked upright in front of Green. He said, "My Lord Duke, if you need my service, perhaps you could send someone to summon me instead of in such a sudden way."

"Today is a special situation."

Green tilted his head slightly, turned his gaze to the other Kingsguards behind James, and said, "According to tradition, the Kingsguards will swear to keep the secrets of the king and the royal family. Can they really do it?"

Jaime frowned and answered for his brothers in the Kingsguard, "Of course."

Green nodded: "In that case... could you please ask them to forget that I was here today and leave, except for the captain of the Kingsguard and... Ser Osmund Kettleblack."

James looked back and although Osmond looked nonchalant as usual, he could not hide the panic on his face.

After a pause, he looked back and said in a serious tone: "Green, this is the White Sword Tower. You should know what it represents."

"I know what I'm doing, sir."

James stared at Green for a while, then turned his head and said, "Everyone, today's meeting is over. Please continue to perform your duties to protect the king."

As the captain finished speaking, the Kingsguards took their steps forward, and the blue robes turned around and left at Green's gesture.

"Sir Kettleblack."

Hearing Green's call, Sir Osmond, who was leaving with the others, stopped and paused, turned sideways, patted his chest, and said with a slightly stiff grin, "Duke Crabbe."

Soon, the door was tightly closed, and Green, James and Osmond were left in the pure white room.

Green waved his hand. Osmond hesitated for a moment, then walked over and said, "If there is anything I can do for you, please..."

As Osmond approached, there was a thud... Green's fist suddenly hit him in the face. Before he could even feel the pain, he only felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and then he staggered two steps and fell directly to the ground.

"Green, what are you doing?"

Ignoring James's voice that was a beat slower, Green took two steps and looked down at Osmond, whose face was covered in blood. "Someone reported to me that you performed your duties on the bed of the Queen Regent last night?"

As the voice fell, Sir James's hand, which was about to stop Green, suddenly froze, and the whole person seemed to be fixed in place.

The intense pain finally came like a tide. Osmond tried several times but failed to get up. It seemed that Green's punch made him temporarily lose control of his body.

The brown deerskin boots in front of him swayed up and down and left and right. He coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm with difficulty and said intermittently: "False accusation... I want to see... the Queen Mother..."

"False accusation?" Green bent down and pulled out Osmond's sword with a swish.

Green lifted the polished silver armor plate under Osmond's abdomen, then stood up and kicked it, and Osmond, who was lying on the ground, spread his legs.

Seeing this, James suddenly came back to his senses. He shouted in shock: "Stop..."

A cold light flashed by, and blood suddenly flowed between Osmond's legs. He roared in extreme pain, and his whole body twitched violently, as if he was enduring the most cruel torture in the world.

"Green! Osmond is a member of the Kingsguard. Only the king can judge him. You have no right to deal with him!"

Green looked at James coldly and corrected him: "He is the male favorite who climbed into the Queen Mother's bed."

With a clang, the blood-stained sword was thrown aside. Green took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then said, "White Knight, do you intend to investigate? What are you going to do? Let Queen Cersei and Osmund Kettleblack confront Tommen and the King's Council?"

He looked at Osmond who had fainted and said, "Restoring the former glory of the Kingsguard is not just talk. If it were in the past... please recall how King Jaehaerys I punished Lukamer Strong."

Lukamer Strong was a member of King Jaehaerys's Kingsguard. He secretly married three wives and had many children. After his secret plan was exposed, he was castrated and exiled to the Wall.

Green added: "Of course, Kate Black is more daring than the lecherous Lukamer."

Putting away the scarf, Green glanced at James who was standing motionless, and said, "The rest is up to you, Captain of the Kingsguard."

Green took a few steps forward, and James' voice suddenly came from behind: "How did you know?"

Green did not stop: "It was not the dormitory, it was the corridor. It made quite a noise and many people heard it."

He stopped in front of the door. "Don't worry, this will become a rumor. Also, don't be grateful to me, White Knight."

The door of the conference room was opened by the man in a blue robe guarding outside, and Green's figure disappeared from James' sight.

The White Book, which recorded the history of every Kingsguard, lay quietly in the middle of the table. A low groan of pain made Jaime look away.

His hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, his knuckles turned white, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. Looking at the white stone slab stained with blood, James used the greatest willpower in his life to resist the urge to stab the tip of the sword into Osmond's neck.

How should he deal with the man on the ground? The White Knight's heart of honor was once again provoked by Green.

After thinking about it seriously, he realized that if he didn't find a doctor to treat Osmond's injury, he wouldn't have to worry anymore.

His chest heaved violently, and James's chivalrous heart finally suppressed the rage surging in his heart.

This kind of injury...an ordinary doctor might not be able to treat it. He thought of the kind doctor who had once treated his arm.

In the name of captain of the Kingsguard, Jaime called on the red robes to blockade the White Sword Tower, and sent someone to invite Qyburn, who had already defected to Cersei.

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Outside the Red Fort gate.

Green raised his eyebrows: "How many times?"

Sir Geoffrey (one of the captains of the Survey Corps) nodded and said, "Yes, his body has been found. I think the Red Keep will receive specific information by the evening."

Green frowned slightly. Kevan was a very cautious person. Although the Sand Snakes attacked by surprise, they killed him so easily. Could it be that... He couldn't help but think of the curse of Harrenhal.
Including Kevan, every master of Harrenhal so far has had a bad ending.

Harrenhal... The Trident... Godseye... While Green was thinking, Brienne quietly put on a cloak embroidered with swamp marigolds for him.

"Thank you, Ser Brienne."

The cautious Lord Grimm was prepared to believe that Harrenhal would curse every new occupant of it, and in that case... he should be more flexible.

Green climbed onto his horse, sat on the saddle and looked at the towering Red Castle for a while, then he spurred his horse and rode away, followed closely by the blue-robed guards.

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At night, a tipsy James walked up the spiral staircase of the White Sword Tower. In the quiet tower, the only sound was his own footsteps.

After pushing open the bedroom door, Jaime walked in and suddenly stopped. He actually saw Cersei's graceful figure.

He initially thought it was a drunken hallucination, but it wasn't.

Cersei was dressed in white, the same color as the curtains by the window. The top of her dress was low, revealing her shoulders and half of her breasts.

She was standing in front of the window at the moment, gazing into the distance. The endless wind blowing from the bay blew her dress and pressed it against her body.

She was so beautiful... ...Then James laughed at his racing heartbeat.

As soon as Jaime closed the door, Cersei's cold voice came over: "Jaime, I thought you would be in your bedroom crying for your uncle's death."

Jaime took off his white cloak and hung it on a hook on the wall. He said, "Cersei, I thought you would celebrate Green's departure without saying goodbye in your bedroom."

"...Don't be so clever. Green left King's Landing with my permission."

James found a chair and sat down, looking at the hazy and graceful figure, and said, "Green cut off Osmond's penis in front of me. I saw it with my own eyes. Although he didn't show it... But I felt that he was very angry. It seems that my sister's beauty is not as useful as before."

"You seem to be in a good mood?"

James stretched himself, the sadness on his face flashing away: "Father, and then uncle... Maybe my heart doesn't have room for more sadness. Since my heart doesn't allow me to cry, I can only make myself as happy as possible, my dear sister."

Cersei closed the window and turned to look over, her green eyes seemed to glow: "If my uncle was willing to serve me, he would not be assassinated, but would sit in the Prime Minister's chair and serve the kingdom."

James sighed secretly and said, "I will find the murderer and avenge my uncle."

Cersei responded with a sneer of contempt. "You saw your uncle's body, too. Who else could hate the Lannisters so much? Haven't you guessed it yet?"

"Guess?"

Cersei approached slowly. "Rhaegar's wife and child. Who killed the Red Viper not long ago? Who let the murderer of the Red Viper go? So, who do you think could have assassinated your uncle?"

Jaime said solemnly: "House Martell?"

Cersei stopped in front of Jaime and said, "You are not too stupid. Martell must be dreaming of seeking revenge on Lannister. I must make them understand that Lannister must pay his debts."

Jaime raised his eyes, frowned, and said: "Cersei, this is just your guess. I will go there early tomorrow morning..."

Before he could finish, Cersei raised her voice slightly and interrupted, "Don't be childish anymore. Starting tomorrow, everyone will be watching how Lannister will fight back."

(End of this chapter)