iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 490 Bloodline 13
Princess Arianne paused for a moment, then just looked at Green without saying a word.

After a long while, Green spoke slowly: "You are very brave and a natural adventurer, Arianne."

He walked towards the direction of the long table of the imperial meeting: "Walk with me, just as if it were a stroll."

As he walked, he said, "I remember that time when I was twelve years old, I secretly took a few young servants to go hunting in an unfamiliar valley. As a result... not only did we not catch any prey, but we also got lost. In the end, we finally found our way out with great difficulty."

Walking beside Green, Arianne raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Was little Green scared at that time?"

Green smiled and shook his head. He said, "It's not that I was scared, but I was hungry. I was very hungry. At that time, I felt that I could eat a goat."

He paused and looked at Arianne. "But I ate a leg of lamb, and I can't eat anything else. I'm very full."

Arianne looked up. "If you want to remind me of something, you can tell me directly. Dornishmen have no fear."

Green made a gesture of invitation and took another step. "This is the court language I learned in the Red Castle. It is more tactful and can give a matter more room for maneuver. Moreover, the records in the True History tell us that friendly negotiations can always avoid unnecessary bloodshed. Do you agree with me, Princess Arianne?"

They had arrived at the long table of the royal meeting. He pointed to the seat of the Minister of Justice and then sat down on the king's chair with a crown and a stag pattern.

The Attorney General's chair is exquisite and gorgeous in shape. Its back is also carved with a golden crown and stag pattern. It is slightly smaller than the King's chair.

After pacing for a few steps, Arianne glanced at the obvious signs of repair on the chair. Instead of sitting down, she walked to the back and placed her hands on the back of the chair.

"It seems that you are not going to accept my kindness." Green's voice became slightly cold.

Arianne's large breasts pressed against the back of the chair. "To be honest, we don't trust you. Dorne needs to see the Red Keep's sincerity."

"us?"

The kind look on Green's face gradually disappeared. "I thought Prince Doran sent his heir... to talk to me in private."

He spread his hands and said, "Since it is a misunderstanding, then...our conversation with me ends here. As for your request, you can talk directly to Princess Myrcella or His Majesty Tommen."

Green slowly stood up and said, "Out of respect for Prince Doran, I promise that I will not object to the outcome of your negotiations."

Finding that Green really intended to leave, Arianne said to him through gritted teeth, "Don't forget, you are the regent of the Seven Kingdoms!"

Ta-ta-ta, Green didn't look back: "The regent is not the king."

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After a long while, Arianne suppressed her anger and recalled Green's words. She finally confirmed that the person the Regent wanted to negotiate with was her father, Prince Doran.

Of course she knew that she was her father's messenger...

She also understood that she came here on behalf of her father, but... as Green had commented before, she was an adventurer and she had to try to improve her overly passive situation in Dorne.

Arianne tightened her grip on the back of the chair. Except for her father, she could easily "convince" most men, and Green was the second man who made her feel difficult. The first was... Renly Baratheon.

Do they have a special hobby in common?
When Arianne was thinking complicatedly, a "cough cough cough" sound was heard.

Arianne looked over and saw Lord Gyles coughing softly as he trembled towards him, her full breasts rising and falling slowly.

"Princess Martell, His Royal Highness the Regent has ordered me to be at your disposal."

Arianne secretly exhaled and forced an elegant smile on her face: "Lord Rosby, I plan to go to rest. Please tell the respected Regent..."

After saying that, she bowed slightly to Gales and walked away.

"If there's anything I can do for you, ahem, please feel free to ask for it, ahem... "

After leaving the throne room, Princess Arianne immediately sent someone to gather the Dornish lords and knights who were accompanying them.

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While the Dornish were holding a meeting in a mansion in Gowan Lane, thousands of Crabbe's soldiers entered King's Landing through the Old Gate and the Dragon Gate.

At about the same time, Archbishop Auridor, who was imprisoned by the High Sparrow on various charges (Chapters 367 and 368), was summoned by the Regent.

Oridor is one of Cersei's political legacies. He swore allegiance to Grimm smoothly. Grimm, in the name of Regent of the Seven Kingdoms, restored Oridor's status as Archbishop, ordered him to take charge of the Great Sept of Baelor, and completely disarm the church in King's Landing.

Afterwards, Green directly tried Jaime Lannister in a special form at the royal meeting.

Finally, Ser Jaime was convicted of injuring an innocent person, and the result of a vote at the Royal Court meeting was three votes in favor and one abstention, announcing that Jaime Lannister would be stripped of his title of Kingsguard, clad in black, and exiled to the Wall.

In addition, while the salaries of the Golden Cloak soldiers were increased, a strict curfew was imposed on the entire city.

The Regent's various micro-managements are increasing day by day, and even the people of King's Landing who love to watch the fun feel dazzled.

Panic is inevitable, which makes many people ready to act, but under the deterrence of Kleiber's powerful military force, no one dares to act rashly for the time being.

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The next day, morning.

Glynn and Arianne were having breakfast together in the dining room of the throne room.

Green first motioned for the others to leave, then took a sip of his wine and said, "The weather outside is great, and you seem to be in a good mood, too. It looks like... today will be a wonderful day for CPA."

Arianne also raised her glass and took a sip, revealing a charming smile: "Your Highness, the Regent Lord, not only has a sharp tongue, but also a sharp gaze."

She gently put down her wine glass, stared at him for a while, and said in a serious tone: "I have decided to accept your kindness on behalf of my father and eat the 'roasted lamb leg' you gave us."

Green raised his glass to her and said, "It's a good decision. Welcome."

Arianne smiled, leaning forward slightly, and looking at Green with one hand on her cheek. She said in a slightly hoarse voice: "So, how should the Martell family repay the Regent's kindness?"

Her eyes were like hooks that looked straight at him. "For the sake of Martell and Crabbe's friendship, perhaps you and I should establish a closer personal relationship."

once.

Lord Green envied Robert I because there were always young ladies from noble families trying their best to win his favor (Chapter 133)…

Now, he feels the same way.

Green smiled and said, "I think our friendship is deep enough, Arianne."

"of course."

Arianne's eyes still exuded a certain temptation: "Compared to our personal friendship, your sincerity is a bit heavy for the Martell family. This makes me uneasy, Lord Green."

Green groaned for a moment and said, "This is my personal 'compensation'."

Arianne raised a crescent-shaped eyebrow and asked in surprise, "Compensation?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and Green nodded his chin lightly: "Loyalty is fearless, loyalty is unwavering, every loyal warrior deserves respect, isn't it?" Arianne's pupils shrank, and then she stared at the person opposite her in a daze, clang... While she was distracted, the wine glass in her hand slipped onto the plate, and the red grapes were spilled all over the plate.

Green's chuckle came over, and then the sound of footsteps on stone slabs came from afar, and he walked around the table and came to Arianne's side.

Taking one of her hands, Grimm wiped the spilled wine with a napkin. "What are you thinking about, Arianne Martell?"

Arianne's dark eyes moved slightly, and her other hand naturally rested on Green's arm, using a seductive posture to cover up her previous gaffe.

"I don't seem to understand you at all, Regent Green."

Green stepped back a little, and then he picked up the wine jug and poured wine into another empty glass. He asked, "Do you still feel heavy now?"

After filling the glass, he handed it over. "The kingdom needs your contribution. I look forward to your performance, heir of Dorne."

When Arianne was about to continue to test her guess, Green turned around and walked away: "See you at the royal meeting tomorrow."

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The next day at noon, at the King's Gate in King's Landing.

The banners of the Wild Rose and the lords of the River Reach fluttered in the wind. Lord Mace Tyrell rode majestically on a tall and sturdy horse covered in shiny armor, glaring at the closed city gate with his cheeks puffed out.

"Your Excellency the Duke, this must be Kleber's conspiracy!"

"For the sake of power and profit, Kleber will definitely do something bad to you!"

"Please, let our army go with you!"

"If they don't agree to open the city gates, we will immediately mobilize troops from the Reach!"

"Yes, since Crabbe said he would mobilize 100,000 troops, we will gather 200,000 troops, Your Excellency the Duke!"

The lords and knights of the River Reach all tried to persuade... the Duke of Highgarden who was a little unusually impulsive today.

The Duke of Mace waved his hand and said, "If I retreat at this moment, the Seven Kingdoms will laugh at the cowardice of the Reach. I will never allow this to happen!"

"But………"

The Duke of Mace interrupted Count Zenford forcefully: "My daughter, the Light of Highgarden and the Reach, is already trapped in the Red Keep. His Majesty the King also needs my protection. I must go!"

The Duke of Metz's attitude remained firm and fearless, and he looked so majestic that he seemed able to kill his way through King's Landing alone.

His heart...

Last night, someone sent by Margaery secretly delivered intelligence to the Duke of Mace... She had private negotiations with Green and reached a consensus on completely eliminating the influence of Lannister in the Red Castle.

Moreover, while stabilizing Green, she has further strengthened the friendship between Golden Rose and Marigold.

then.

She also reminded that the real purpose of Green's opposition to the Tyrell army entering the King's City was to gain an advantage and initiative in the subsequent negotiations.

Then, his daughter told him that although King's Landing seemed full of dangers, it might be a good opportunity for the Tyrell family and her father to enhance their prestige.

Finally, she told the Duke of Mace that she had observed that Green was doing his utmost to stabilize the situation in the Seven Kingdoms, and she was sure of it.

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The Duke of Metz squinted his eyes and looked at the towering King's Gate.

Cersei broke her alliance promise...

The Stormlands will be incorporated into the Crown Territory...

The Dornish have taken away the Lord Chancellor's seat, which is second only to the Hand of the King...

He is the everlasting leader of the Golden Rose...

Combining Margaery's analysis and his own understanding of Green (a good boy), the Duke of Mace actually couldn't wait to rush into the Red Castle and personally participate in the new round of "cake-dividing" among the Seven Kingdoms.

If it weren't for these vassal's hesitation and delaying the march, Prince Doran would have no chance to participate in the "feast" of the Red Castle!
and so.

The more the vassal states of the River Reach tried to stop him, the more the Duke of Metz showed his fearlessness in front of them to establish his authority.

Moreover, in Margaery's judgment, this is the perfect opportunity for these people to truly realize the greatness of the supreme leader of the Riverlands.

however.

As a cautious war artist, leaving the army outside King's Landing... I always feel that this is an excessive impulse.

While the Duke of Metz was "performing" in front of the lords of the River Bay, he was still thinking about whether there was a way to have the best of both worlds.

Click, click, click—creak, creak—the heavy gate of the King's Gate was suddenly slowly opened a little bit.

Then, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a dozen cavalrymen came riding forward, holding high the flag of swamp marigolds.

At the order of the Duke of Mace, they came straight to him. The leader stopped his horse and said respectfully, "Meet the respected Duke of Highgarden. I am the envoy of Regent Green, Earl of Rainforest, Davos Seaworth."

The Duke of Metz stroked his triangular beard majestically and said, "Onion Knight?"

Lord Davos nodded modestly, glanced at the people present while sitting on his horse, and said, "According to the instructions of the Regent, I have brought you bread and salt from the Crabbe family."

After saying this, he signaled his second son, Arad Seaworth, who was accompanying him, to bring the prepared things.

Seeing this... Duke Metz's eyes lit up for a moment, but anger immediately appeared on his face, and he snorted coldly: "Green is worried that I dare not enter King's Landing?"

Sir Desmond of the Redwyne family rode up to the side of the Duke of Mace and said angrily, "Does the Regent want to tell us that he is the master of the King's City?"

After a pause, Davos' forehead wrinkles deepened, and he said calmly, "According to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, Regent Green will indeed need to exercise the power of the king for some time to come, my lord."

The Duke of Metz raised his fat palm to stop the vassals who were about to speak. He snorted again and said, "I don't need bread and salt. You lead the way, Onion Knight."

Seeing the prince so impulsive, everyone came over to persuade him. In the end, the Duke of Metz had to eat a small piece of bread with salt in his mouth.

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On the steps under the Iron Throne, Green stood with his back to the light. He looked down at the figure striding towards him and called out, "Lord Mace Tyrell."

(End of this chapter)