Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

"Oldtown's taxes. Sir Baelor Hightower means that the sea route to King's Landing is too dangerous. There are pirates who plunder, and the Ironborn who don't know how to live or die. What's more, there is Stannis's royal fleet." Renfrey Ryke said slowly, licking the paper in front of him with his tongue and turning it over.

Tywin Lannister stared at him silently, and Renfrey didn't realize it and kept muttering.

"The taxes promised by Gulltown are simply lies. The Graveson family sent three letters of apology in a row. I don't care. I am the Earl of Duskendale and the Minister of Finance of His Majesty Joffrey. I should criticize them harshly in the letter on behalf of the authority given to me by the king."

"Ahem!" Pycelle curled his right hand and put it to his mouth, coughing violently, "Stannis is a traitor, Earl Renfrey, I don't think the current Stannis rebel fleet belongs to the royal fleet."

Renfrey raised his head slightly and glanced at Grand Maester Pycelle, but the majestic eyes of the old lion just met his eyes.

Renfrey Ryker paused turning the pages and tried to smooth things over, "I mean, ahem, Stannis's rebel fleet."

Tywin did not give him a chance to correct his words and interrupted him bluntly, "I don't think we need to waste your time on these insignificant things," he turned his head to look at Kevan, who was frowning and flipping through the letters, "Tell us about Stannis's movements."

Kevan nodded slightly, "Since Stannis's rebels defeated Renly's remnants at Storm's End, the main force has been entrenched on the outskirts of the King's Forest, and there has been no further threat to King's Landing. As for his fleet. Since the royal fleet is still being rebuilt, the dragon We have no idea where the Stone Island Fleet is going."

Kevan Lannister pursed his lips slightly and paused for a moment, "Prime Minister, this is not good for us. The Westerlands suffered too much in the previous war with Robb Stark," he slightly raised his eyes to look at Tywin, who still had no expression on his face, "The army loyal to the royal family has been guarding against the Stormland rebels who may come from the Royal Forest and the Hills at any time in the Golden Avenue and King's Landing. There is no manpower to return to the Westerlands to help the vassals rebuild their homes."

Seeing that Tywin was not moved, Kevan added: "Davon has written many letters to King Joffrey, all of which reflect the problem of recruiting young and middle-aged people in the Westerlands , Lannisport, Branded City, Golden Tooth City, etc. "

Tywin snorted coldly and shook his head slightly. He didn't seem to care. "They chose to be loyal to Casterly Rock, accept the protection of Lannister and the support of the golden dragon, so they are destined to be prepared to sacrifice for the feudal lord," he stroked his forehead and said, "The situation in the north has little to do with the Iron Throne. Let Bolton and the Iron Islands make trouble. Dorne and the Reach in the south are ready to kneel and pledge allegiance. The conflict between Randyll Tarly and Prince Dorne is just a small fight between feudal lords for the Iron Throne. It is not a concern at all. "

The shrill voice came out of Varys' mouth, and he complimented "The North, the Vale, the Riverlands, the Reach, and Dorne, five of the Seven Kingdoms gathered under the high platform of the Iron Throne, waiting for the Prime Minister's dispatch. Peace seems to be just around the corner."

Pycelle smiled comfortingly. He seemed to have never been so awake in the cabinet meeting, unlike before when he was always sleepy. "I always said that Lord Tywin is the best person to maintain the stability of the royal family. I persuaded the Mad King in this way, and I also advised King Robert in this way. It was His Majesty Joffrey who was good at judging people and finally handed over the Seven Kingdoms to the Prime Minister."

"Yes, you are right, may the Seven Gods bless you." Renfrey Ryke agreed flatteringly.

The small room that accommodated the royal meeting was once again filled with unsparing praise and endless boasting. Kevan just smiled lightly. He knew that Tywin did not care about any evaluation of these so-called loyal ministers.

Kevan remembered that he had tried to persuade Tywin to remove Renfrey, the incompetent finance minister who was just filling in the gaps in the Council of Kings, and replace him with someone more capable, but Tywin refused.

"Varys and Renfrey are just cunning foxes in King's Landing. They change their positions according to the situation. As long as the situation is favorable to us, the possibility of their rebellion is the lowest," Tywin's previous words came to mind, "The really important ministers have not arrived yet, Arryn, Tyrell and Martell of Dorne, we need the local nobles of King's Landing and the King's Territory to enter the Council of Kings."

Tywin's eyes shook slightly, "But King's Landing symbolizes power and also represents a cage. No matter how powerful a party is, it is only a minister under the Iron Throne when it comes to King's Landing."

Kevan put away his thoughts and looked at his brother. Tywin's eyes were still coldly scanning the ministers in the Council of Kings, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, which was a kind response to these important ministers.

"Oh, yes." Pycelle, who seemed to be always a step behind others, took out the letter in his pocket, "Probably this morning. Forgive me for being old and confused, I don't remember exactly when. Did I find it while washing or enjoying breakfast?"

"What letter?" Tywin asked straight to the point.

"Oh, sorry, it's from Casterly Rock, your eldest son Jaime Lannister." Pycelle's movements suddenly became agile under the urging of the Prime Minister, and he reached out and handed the letter to Tywin.

Tywin took the letter, opened it and read it carefully. Not long after, his originally relaxed and indifferent eyebrows frowned.

He threw the letter on the table, "Kingsguard, Kingsguard, does he really want this position?"

Kevan picked up the letter that Tywin had thrown on the table. "I should go to King's Landing immediately to fulfill my duties as a Kingsguard and protect the king. Tyrion, your legal heir, should be the acting lord of Casterly Rock." He closed the opened envelope silently and pressed it on the table. This was probably the only thing that could make Tywin furious at the royal meeting.

He glanced at the empty seat in the corner. Barristan Selmy, the captain of the Kingsguard, had not participated in the royal meeting these days. He sent someone to ask about it, but he refused to visit on the grounds of being ill.

"Look at my children. They have never taken their father and family seriously. I asked Jaime to stay in Casterly Rock to familiarize myself with government affairs and asked Damion and Davon to help him together. This intention was obvious. Jaime must have understood it, but he deliberately disobeyed. It has always been like this, and it has always been like this!" Tywin's tone rose, and his anger almost came out of his eyes.

Everyone fell into silence, and the previous scene of flattery and boasting disappeared in an instant.

A sneer came from Tywin's mouth, breaking the silent atmosphere, "My legitimate heir, the shame of a family is my legitimate heir, ridiculous, he never deserves it."

He is not, this is very sad. Kevan Lannister thought to himself, he looked at Tywin, his eyes hidden with a trace of pity, and a heavy sigh came from Kevan's heart, long and far-reaching.