Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

"No one can separate mother from son, no one, except a slut and a whore!"

Queen Cersei shouted hysterically outside the door, and the sound of her shoe soles hitting the floor gradually faded away.

The door opened and Ser Barristan came in.

Margaery suppressed her uneasiness and put a smile on her face, "Thank you, Sir."

"No need to thank you, Your Majesty," Barristan said. "Since the king does not want to see his mother, the Kingsguard can only comply." He glanced back and forth in the room as if he was detecting something.

"Do you need help?" Margaery noticed the white knight's expression and asked in a low voice.

Barristan looked at the queen. Even if she tried to disguise her carefully, she could not hide it from his eyes.

"But," he said, "even for a king, let alone King Joffrey," Barristan said solemnly, "I have watched him since he was a child." He added.

Margery felt that her smile was almost unbearable, but she still caught the conversation and replied gracefully: "I understand your intentions. You are a great knight. Only a great knight would care so much about his loyalty. King," she added after a pause, "my father and brothers have always admired you."

"So," Barristan remained unmoved, staring at the closed door behind Margaery, "out of my responsibility to the royal family, I need to advise the king. Kingdom Situation."

"I think the king needs some rest."

The bedroom door opened, and Joffrey stood there, looking at the white knight, "Ser Barristan."

"Your Majesty." Barristan nodded gently and looked at Margaery.

Margaery understood and stood up. She looked at Joffrey's face uneasily. Without saying anything, she walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

"I need the advice of the most wise and honorable man in this kingdom. Any advice is beneficial." Joffrey seemed to pause in his words deliberately, without opening his mouth deliberately.

Barristan nodded, "Let me tell you the truth, Your Majesty, even if it offends you," he took a deep breath, "You are not the most powerful person in Westeros, and you are in the Red Keep where there are spies everywhere. , the number of people you can rely on is significantly reduced.”

Joffrey nodded, his movements very slight.

"At least, your mother, even if she can't make the right decision, is the most trustworthy person for you," Barristan said. "The Lannister is your mother clan. It may act domineering, but at least it will not betray, so James Ser Tom Lannister, you can give your back to him even if he is the King's Killer." Barristan hesitated for a moment.

Joffrey leaned on the soft chair, his expression stiff, as if he hadn't changed much.

Barristan wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Joffrey.

The king raised his hand, and Barristan looked at him, "I just want to know one thing. Who is the person who can best maintain the situation in Westeros now?"

Barristan frowned, "You mean?"

"Who is the most powerful person in the kingdom?"

Barristan let out a long breath, "Since you ask that, it can only be Duke Attis Arryn who is in Harrenhal."

"So, he should be the Prime Minister."

Barristan pursed his lips. He admitted that there was nothing wrong with what King Joffrey said. There were indeed not many forces in Westeros willing to disobey Arryn's will. On the contrary, there were countless people who were eager to curry favor.

"Since the king has an idea, then I" Barristan nodded slightly, "Attis Arryn is a lord worthy of entrustment. He is the eldest son of Jon Arryn, and glory is synonymous with the Eyrie."

Joffrey nodded slightly, stood up, and walked back to the bedroom.

Barristan watched the king's leaving figure. He always felt that something was wrong, but it was difficult to tell.

The Royal Council Chamber.

"King Joffrey, my dear husband," Margaery said to the ministers, "I am not feeling well and it is inconvenient to attend the royal meeting in person, so I have asked you to take the king's place and listen to the opinions of your lords."

A chuckle came from Queen Cersei's mouth, obviously sarcastic.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother." Margaery smiled without showing her teeth and looked at the Queen Mother.

"Joffrey has always been a good king, and he always wants to do everything himself," Cersei said, looking at Margaery coldly, "But a bitch came to the Red Castle not long ago, and asked the king, my son! Lie down! Are you ignoring government affairs in the gentle village?"

"Your Majesty, I'm just feeling unwell." Margaery took a deep breath and continued to smile.

"I don't know how much that bitch is like a prostitute. She can make men fascinated. It's really not easy."

Pycelle had been pretending to be asleep from the beginning, and now his eyes were narrowed so much that he didn't dare to show a single slit.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, I must remind you that not all accusations can be made freely." Barristan looked at Cersei, his words were very sincere.

"Did I tell you who it was?" Cersei asked, and Barristan was speechless. "Besides, Stannis has been running away for so long, and Storm's End has not yet fallen into our hands. Is this reasonable? Why doesn't anyone go? carry."

The royal council was stunned one after another. No one thought that Cersei's mind would be so fast that she could mention the ownership of Storm's End.

"Storm's End is important, but Lord Tywin's funeral and the wedding of the king and Miss Margaery." Barristan hesitated for a moment and said to Cersei.

"I think Ser Barristan is very suitable to lead the troops to take down Storm's End." Cersei looked at Barristan with revenge in her eyes.

Barristan understood, and was afraid that Queen Cersei still hated him, even though he was just obeying the king's order and preventing her from seeing Joffrey.

"Cersei, that's enough," Jaime Lannister tapped the table lightly, "The Stormlands are in disarray after Stannis fled. Those loyal to Stannis have all fled to the north, and most of them are still fighting with the Dornish. There is no one guarding Storm's End, and I'm afraid there may not be more than a hundred soldiers guarding it, but if you want to take it, you need thousands of troops. King's Landing is already so weak that it can't withstand the tossing."

"What about Dragonstone," Cersei asked, "After Stannis's defeat, no one mentioned it. What is the Royal Council doing?"

"Lord Paxter Redwyne's fleet is surveying the terrain, and the island castles around Dragonstone have surrendered one after another. There is no need to worry at all." Jaime explained with great effort.

"Not anymore!"

The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and a slender knight with flowing long hair walked in.

"Brother?" Margaery stood up and said in surprise.

"Sorry, my lords." The white knight Boros Blount, who was pushed away by Loras Tyrell, blushed and stood by the door in a rather embarrassing manner. "Sir Loras suddenly broke in."

"I want to inform you of something, and also report it to the king." Loras explained.

Margaery looked at the people around her and nodded to her brother, "The Council represents the king's authority, so go ahead, Loras."

"Earlier news, the first batch of Ironborn longships have approached the Arbor, and are very likely to land. Ser Paxter has left behind some warships and has set off with the fleet back to his fiefdom."

"A little earl!" Cersei frowned, "How dare he dispatch the royal fleet at will without informing the king in advance?"

"Yes," Loras didn't seem to care about the queen mother's thoughts, "but Lord Paxter insisted on doing so, and his fiefdom was threatened."

"How dare he."

Jaime interrupted first, "Who is guarding the islands around Dragonstone?"

Loras frowned in confusion, "I thought you knew"

"Who!" Cersei asked angrily.

"It has been completely handed over to the fleet of Lord Artis Arryn, and it seems to be from Gulltown."

"Artis Arryn?!" Cersei said in disbelief, "One by one! One by one, they are acting beyond the Iron Throne. Is there still law?"

"Ahem!" Just as everyone was digesting the news brought by Loras, Robert Royce, who had been silent, coughed, "If it is convenient for you, I want to mention one thing. Lord Artis has entrusted me to convey to you about the royal fleet and the money in the treasury."

Jaime looked at the calm Robert, who was saying that he had told Atis's thoughts in full. Suddenly, he felt a tinnitus in his ears, and the "buzzing" sound was like the whisper of a falcon.

"Money? You give all the money to your valley, right? You don't care about the king! You don't care about me!!! If my father was still here! You! You!!!"

The royal meeting was filled with Cersei's madness.

Jaime looked around at everyone. Barristan kept silent, Pycelle pretended to be deaf and dumb, Margaery looked calm, as if she had known it for a long time. Loras was obviously frightened by the Queen Mother and stared at Cersei in a daze.