iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 476 King's Landing 3
Green patted the back of Margaery's hand comfortingly, and after a pause, he said, "If Queen Cersei's injury is too severe to be cured..."

His eyes were filled with a faint scrutiny: "Perhaps you will not have the opportunity to prove your innocence through an ecclesiastical trial."

He still suspected that Rose was the mastermind behind this accident... Facing Green's gaze, Margaret's eyes turned slightly red, and her voice was slightly filled with sad tears.

"Green, she will be fine, right?" After saying that, a hot tear overflowed from the corner of her eye and slowly slid down her cheek. She looked as fragile as a delicate flower.

"........."

After staring for a while, Green sighed and said, "May the gods bless her..."

Picking up the wineskin and taking a sip of summer red, he added, "For Tyrell's sake, I hope you can be strong, Margaery."

Hearing this, Margaery's eyes moved slightly: "How sad Tommen must be. He loves his mother very much."

Green nodded his chin lightly: "Tommen must also be strong."

After sitting back down, Margaery wiped the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand and said, "Yes, the king must be strong."

Green just curled the corners of his lips and didn't say anything.

The carriage suddenly fell into silence.

Margaery pinched her skirt secretly, and her silence when she mentioned the king... This meant that Grimm's attitude towards Tommen had changed.

Because of what?
Her mind raced, guessing the causes and consequences, and how to deal with it.

Soon, Margaret took Green's arm, gently leaned her head on his arm, and murmured: "Green, will the war end? If it is not properly handled, will today's accident cause dissatisfaction among the lords of the West? This will be a new disaster. May the gods have mercy."

Green could feel Margery's body trembling slightly, and she seemed very worried about the future of the Seven Kingdoms.

The wheels rolled, making a rhythmic sound on the cobblestone road.

After a period of silence, Green said, "With Ser James here, he will pacify the Westerlands."

Although Green's answer was rather "unexpected", it did not stop Margery from testing him.

She nodded slightly: "Yes, I believe in Ser Jaime's ability and character, and he is Tommen's uncle..."

Straightening up slightly, she looked up at Green: "Do you think he will continue to support the king like before?"

Green lowered his eyes, and his gaze met hers.

"The future of the Seven Kingdoms lies not in Jaime, but in the choices your father makes, Margaery."

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The heavy gate of the Red Castle was opened, and the golden robes guarding the Red Castle, dressed in shining armor, were neatly dispersed on both sides, respectfully watching Green's carriage drive directly in.

The Red Castle was unusually quiet, and the tense atmosphere was like an invisible mist that made people feel almost suffocated. The occasional waiters and maids lowered their heads and hurried past the teams of golden robes who were guarding everywhere.

Godswood, throne room, government hall, Prime Minister's tower...Finally, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the gate of Maegor's Tower.

Following Green's orders, Sir Anguy set out first and has taken over the guard duties of Maegor Tower.

Seeing the carriage appear, Sir Ange immediately walked down the steps, and after it stopped, he opened the carriage door for Green.

After getting out of the carriage, Green first looked up at the sapphire sky, then asked Ange: "Where are they?"

Ser Anguy glanced at Margaery Tyrell, who had followed Green out of the carriage, and said in a low voice, "My lord, as you ordered, they are all waiting for you outside the Queen Mother's bedroom."

With a nod of his chin, Green reached out to take the cloak handed to him by Margaret and put it on. "Let's go."

Green took a step forward, and Margaret walked beside him. Behind them were several gold-cloaked guards and a dozen knights from the Crabbe family.

Count Matus, who was standing at the back, clenched his fist and followed.

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After passing through the gate and entering the main hall of Maegtore, Margaret took the initiative to hold the arm of Duke Green. Her movements were graceful and natural, as if it was the most ordinary thing.

Brown eyes moved slightly towards him, Green slowed down his pace slightly, paused, and said as he walked: "When things in there are over, take Tommen to the Maiden House and leave him in your care for the time being."

Without waiting for Margaret's response, he added, "Lord Matus Rowan will stay to attend the royal meeting."

Margaret blinked her eyes. A royal meeting? And... handing the little king over to her. She knew that this proposal was just a "cake" that smelled extremely sweet.

Because the location is Virgin Residence, and the Red Castle is now under Green's control.

But this was an offer that could not be refused. At this moment... and for some time to come, as the king's fiancée, she had to stay by Tommen's side.

Margaret's eyes trembled slightly. After being "caught" by Green, she was no longer in control of herself.

If Green had not suddenly appeared, she would have only had to take care of the little king who was immersed in grief while waiting for her father to return with his army.

Afterwards, she brought Tommen with her father to negotiate with Duke Green to reach a subsequent rights transaction.

Then...she can take care of the little king until he grows up, and finally wear the queen's crown, and the Tyrell family will be officially upgraded to the queen's family.

however.

Ever since she was invited by Green to get into the carriage, the inexplicable uneasiness in her heart was like an indelible shadow that could never be eliminated.

What is he going to do?
How should she deal with it?
Margaery said softly to Green: "I will take good care of Tommen. The rest is up to you."

Before her father entered the Red Keep, she had to use Tyrell and Crabbe's friendship to steady the man.

Little Rose's soft and plump body gently pressed against Green's arm, and she said softly, "Come to me anytime, you need my comfort, too."

Looking sideways at her, Green raised his eyebrows slightly; looking at him, Little Rose pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her lively elk eyes carrying some gentle hints.

Before stepping onto the stairs to the second floor, the two of them seemed to have reached their first deal, based on Cersei's death.

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Outside the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom.

The ministers of the Red Castle...some frowned slightly, with worry and confusion in their eyes; some clasped their hands in front of them, rubbing them gently anxiously; some looked towards the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom from time to time, as if expecting something.

They talked in low voices from time to time, and the air was filled with tension and anxiety.

Footsteps were heard from far away at the other end of the corridor. Grand Maester Pycelle suddenly opened his eyes when he stood there motionless as if he was asleep.

He first glanced calmly into the depths of the corridor, and then... the elderly man trotted very quickly towards the direction where the footsteps came from.

"Lord Green, you are finally here. The Queen Mother...she..."

(End of this chapter)