iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 467 Lioness's Confession

"She also brought a box and said it was a gift from the Greyjoy family."

Green moved his feet and sat on the folding wooden chair next to the brazier. He paused and said, "Bring her over here."

When he had finished half of the Summer Red in his glass, there was movement from the direction of the tent door, and then Ser Anguy and two blue-robed men carrying long axes brought in Asha Greyjoy.

Green's upper body was slightly tilted on the gauntlet. He looked up and happened to see Asha staring at him with a smile.

"Welcome, Miss Asha who loves night raids."

Asha was wearing a tight black leather jacket, narrow pants and long boots. She glanced at Green and the bed behind him and said, "Aren't you cold, lonely Duke Green?"

Green smiled silently and raised his hand to signal to untie the thick rope that tied Asha.

"Please take a seat."

Asha moved her arms and sat on the folding chair on the other side of the brazier.

She lifted one of her long legs and folded it over the other. She leaned back lazily in her chair. "A nice glass of malt wine, dear."

Green's brown eyes moved slightly. He glanced at the wooden box that Sir Ange placed on the table and nodded to Ange.

Gulp gulp…

Asha drank the large glass of beer in one gulp, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Duke Green, I have something important to discuss with you alone."

After Sir Ange and the others left, Asha stood up and walked to the table, opened the lid of the wooden box, and then faced Green.

She curled her lips: "Dragon's Horn."

Hearing this, Green raised his eyebrows, left his chair and walked over.

Before the Doom of Valyria, the dragon kings used a magic horn to control their dragons...

Green looked at the strange magic symbols engraved on the stripes of the Dragon Horn and said, "I heard that Euron Greyjoy found the legendary Dragon Horn in the smoky ruins of Valyria. How did you get it?"

Asha shrugged. “My other uncle gave it to me.”

In the firelight, distorted reflections of Grimm and Asha could be seen on the gleaming black steel of Valyria.

Asha turned her head to look at Green and blinked one eye: "Do you like it?"

Then, she patted Green and said, "Tonight, if you behave well on the bed..."

She blew gently into Green's ear: "...It's yours, dear."

Green: “…”

He reached out to close the lid, paused for a moment, and said, "Whose idea was it that the pirates would go crazy trying to retrieve the treasure? You don't have such a sinister mind, Miss Asha."

Hearing this, Asha, who was seducing Green, froze, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "It seems that you have a good impression of me."

Green looked at Asha, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he patted the wooden box: "This is a good idea, I accept your gift."

Asha: “…”

Green raised his hand and patted Asha's shoulder. He moved his feet and said as he walked: "I don't have much time to play pirate games with Crow's Eye. I hope you can go north as soon as possible. When you arrive at Eastwatch, someone will pick you up. Then you can take your people to the women's branch of Mole Village south of the Wall and quietly take your drunk brother away."

After a moment of silence, Asha's fist loosened: "To the Crow's Eye, perhaps the horn of the dragon is more attractive than the Prince of Winterfell."

Green smiled and said: "If Theon Greyjoy wants to compete with you for the inheritance, I will support him because you are under my protection, Lady Asha."…………

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late at night.

Creak—the old nun pushed open the cell door and entered the cell, and then...she found Cersei kneeling devoutly on the ground.

The faint candlelight flickered, and Cersei raised her head and looked at the old nun.

"Sister Unia, I saw the old woman (one of the seven gods) coming with a lamp held high. In the divine light, I saw the path I must choose in the future."

Cersei moved her cracked lips: "I am guilty, I want to repent, please, take me to see the High Septon, let me confess my crimes, let me end my suffering, please."

The old nun's voice was filled with relief: "God bless us, only through confession and repentance can our souls be saved. I will tell the archbishop, and I think he will be happy to listen to your confession."

After the old nun left, no one came to wake up Cersei who was willing to repent, and no one disturbed her sleep tonight.

Cersei had a long and beautiful dream. In the dream... Joffrey was playing outside with his sister and brother... She was sitting high on the Iron Throne... Jaime and Green were guarding her with swords on her left and right... The old lion standing below was respectfully reporting to her about the kingdom's affairs...

As the day dawned, Cersei woke up from a sweet dream and felt that her body had recovered a lot.

As Cersei was squatting over the chamber pot to urinate, the nuns in gray robes pushed the door open and she quickly stood up and knelt.

"Please allow me to confess to the Archbishop. I will confess all my sins to cleanse my tormented soul."

The old nuns stared at the extremely pious Cersei in silence. After a long while, Unia said, "We are glad to hear you say that. The High Septon is waiting for you, Your Majesty."

His Majesty………

Cersei clenched her fists in her sleeves. She bowed her head humbly and whispered, "Thank you for your kindness, Lord High Septon. Out of respect and courtesy, could you allow me to take a bath first before going over?"

Another nun made a harsh voice: "Your Majesty, you should be concerned about the cleansing of your soul, not the vanity of your body."

Sister Unia's voice then came: "When the Archbishop hears your true confession, he will allow you to take a bath. Come with us, Your Majesty."

Cersei obediently rose and followed, leaving a small puddle of urine where she had been kneeling.

Leaving the cell, the septas led Cersei down the stairs of the tower, with Septa Unia walking in front and the other septas following behind.

They were on guard against Cersei's sudden attempt to escape.

No one spoke, only the sound of footsteps. Cersei walked down the stairs and asked in a calm voice: "Is the king okay? This is just out of a mother's concern for her child. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Sister Unia glanced at Cersei, her cloudy eyes scrutinizing her: "His Majesty Tommen is in good health, and many knights are guarding him day and night."

Cersei smiled gratefully and asked, "How is my son's fiancée? Has she confessed to the gods in heaven?"

Another nun answered her: "She is awaiting trial."

Cersei couldn't help asking, her voice filled with anxiety: "Is she here too? Or is she out there waiting for her day of judgment?"

This time it was Sister Unia who answered her question: "Lord Matus Rowan, in the name of his family, has taken over the church's custody of Margaery Tyrell."

Cersei's green eyes moved slightly: "After I confess, can I also wait outside for the church's judgment? I miss my son so much..."

"Quiet!"

The old nun interrupted Cersei coldly.

(End of this chapter)