iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 478 Bloodline

Tommen was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Mom, you can't do this!"

Everyone's eyes turned to him, and his chubby little figure stood in front of Margaret: "She is my fiancée!"

"This is my order... cough... cough..."

Cersei coughed up blood, gasped for a moment, then looked at Jaime who remained silent.

"Why... don't you object... you... traitor... why... don't you... save me... traitor..."

She was the woman he had ever loved the most...Jaime felt heartbroken as he watched Cersei, whose life was about to come to an end.

If he had not sent away Cersei's messenger, had not gone to Storm's End, and had instead ridden back to King's Landing... Cersei would not have had her hair shaved by the High Sparrow and paraded naked through the city.

If that were the case, he would not be like he is now... watching Cersei's life flame gradually die out.

Jaime's eyes burned and he murmured in pain, "I'm sorry, Cersei."

"Don't... have mercy... I... don't... need it..." A hint of anger danced in Cersei's weak voice.

Then, she seemed to be looking at Green: "Suicide note... plus... suicide note..."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Green, and without leaving her, he smiled gently and said, "Anything else, Cersei?"

"Wash me... clean... with a brush..."

Cersei's eyes were empty as she squeezed out a tiny voice: "Listen... to... my... roar..."

She slowly closed her eyes and said no more.

"mom!"

Princess Myrcella, who had been crying silently, rushed over, her little hands trembling above Cersei. She wanted to wake her mother up, but was afraid of disturbing her mother's sleep.

Woo… Woo… Woo…

At this time, Coben came to Green's side and said, "Your Highness, the Regent, the extreme pain can make Her Majesty the Queen Mother unconscious, but it can also make her awake and continue to endure unbearable torture."

He sighed and continued, "Gods be merciful, a glass of milk of the poppy may help her have a sweet dream on her last journey."

Green squeezed Cersei's hand, which could hardly feel her body temperature, and closed his eyes for a moment, then looked at the old maester.

Meeting Green's gaze, Pycelle nodded very sadly.

After a heavy silence, Green's slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Coben, the rest is up to you..."

He placed a light kiss on the back of Cersei's hand: "...take good care of her."

Gently putting down her hand, Green took one last look at Cersei, took a deep breath, and stood up.

Almost at the same time, Jaime Lannister also stood up.

The two looked at each other, and Green immediately understood the emotions in Jaime's eyes. He frowned and said, "Jaime, stay with Cersei. Time is running out, leave the rest to me."

Jaime's voice was low, but the people around him could feel the chill of the winter wind. "I will do it myself. A Lannister must pay his debts."

After saying that, he leaned over and gave Cersei a deep kiss on the forehead. Then he threw his bloodstained white cloak and strode towards the door.

James' eyes were bloodshot, and only blood could quell his endless rage.

With a bang, the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom closed again.

Green rubbed his brows and said, "Prime Minister Harris, Grand Maester Pycelle, Earl Gales, and Earl Matus. All the ministers, please follow me to the throne room and convene a royal meeting immediately." "Yes, Your Highness the Regent."

Green took the lead, followed by the other ministers. Earl Matus glanced at Margaret who seemed a little distracted, and followed them.

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Near the Prime Minister's Tower.

"Lord James."

Several Lannister red robe captains saluted Ser Jaime.

Before walking out of Maegor's Tower, James was like a lion suppressing his anger, but at this moment he was... unusually calm, and this calmness was even more frightening.

"How many red robes are there in King's Landing now?"

The Lannister Red Guard's lieutenant answered Jaime's question: "Three hundred men in total, my lord."

James looked in the direction of the Great Sept of Baelor and said in a deep voice, "Pass on my order. Everyone, wear full armor and go now."

The Red Guards, which were built at a great expense by Duke Tywin, are well-trained. They will not have the slightest objection to any order given by Tywin's eldest son, even if the target is the Seven Hells.

"As you command, Master James."

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Throne Room.

At the long table in front of the king, after Green sat on the king's chair carved with a crown and a stag, all the ministers in front of the king took their seats one after another.

Several gold-cloaked guards, holding their helmets and fully armed, stood aside, while the gold-cloaked commander-in-chief, Humphrey Weishui, was pushed to the back by them.

Several royal waiters and maids brought golden cups filled with fine wine to Green and the royal ministers and then retreated.

After taking a sip of summer red, Green slowly said, "Everyone."

He glanced at the people present and continued, "King's Landing must be stable. We must guard against those who take advantage of the tense situation to cause unrest or lead riots."

Before anyone else could respond, Grand Maester Pycelle quickly agreed, "Your Highness, this is a wise judgment. The center of the Seven Kingdoms cannot become a paradise for those who harbor evil intentions."

Prime Minister Harris (Kevan's father-in-law) immediately said, "We are at your disposal. Please give us your orders."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer, Earl of Gales, coughed a few times, nodded, and said, "The people of King's Landing are in a panic. Perhaps we should immediately announce to the public the news that you are the regent, cough cough, to calm their hearts."

Pycelle and Harris glanced at the low-key coughing earl at the same time, then their eyes met and quickly separated.

"very good."

Green shifted his gaze to the left. "Grand Maester Pycelle, this matter is in your charge. Inform the lords of the Seven Kingdoms as soon as possible of my appointment as regent of the Seven Kingdoms."

After Pycelle nodded his head in acceptance, he glanced at everyone again and called out, "Ser Damien Gort (Chapter 307)."

Sir Damien took a big step forward, thrust out his chest towards the main seat of the royal meeting, and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness, I am at your disposal."

Green nodded. "From this moment on, the entire city of King's Landing is under martial law. No one is allowed to go out at night, including nobles. Those who resist can be killed on the spot."

He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the king's chair. "Before sunset, I will transfer Crab's three thousand cavalry (mostly mounted infantry), two thousand heavy armored infantry, and two hundred knights from outside the city to assist you in maintaining order in King's Landing, sir."

(End of this chapter)