The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

"Last night, Your Highness."

With a slight nod, Ser Reyna handed the reins to Daenerys, and then everyone got on their horses.

Above the towering mountains, the morning light is like a golden veil, gently falling on the world.

The horse's hooves beat the ground rhythmically, and Daenerys and the others rode their horses slowly along the winding path.

The breeze blew gently, bringing the unique fresh breath of morning in the mountains.

"The trainee knights in the valley (Chapter 264) are all ready to go, and they can go south through the Bleeding Gate."

Daenerys' violet eyes moved slightly, her gaze moved to Rena, she tapped her chin lightly and said, "Please continue."

"Sir Lake's (Chapter 101) nine warships (Chapter 270) have docked at the dock of Seagull Town..."

Daenerys listened and recalled the secret message sent by Green (Chapter 469).

"...The warships built in Braavos are indeed great. I went on them and turned them around. Lake was afraid that I would damage his 'wives', so he was staring at me from beginning to end."

Reyna's complaint made Daenerys's jewel-like eyes instantly filled with smile: "It's your turn, sergeant."

In front of a gate in the Eagle's Nest City, Sir Emparo Thornes was waiting with her lieutenants and attendants.

As Daenerys and the others gradually approached, Sir Emparro and others all touched their chests and saluted: "Good day, Your Highness, Princess."

Amparo?

Daenerys looked to the side with a little surprise, and Ser Reyna laughed in return.

Staring at Rena, Daenerys jumped off the horse quickly and stepped forward to hold Emparro's hand: "What a wonderful morning. I didn't expect you all to come back."

She looked at it for a moment and said, "I'm so happy to see you returning with honors."

During the harvest season in the valley, the mountain tribes living at the foot of the Mingyue Mountains came down to raid, and Sir Amparo was ordered to send troops.

Kleb's army, which was good at fighting the savages, defeated the enemy with only a few casualties. Emparu's reputation in the valley was no less than that of Per Pili, known as Sir Fire Bull.

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess."

Amparo, who was a head taller than Dany, had a slight blush on his cheeks: "The enemy is too weak. Our soldiers can fight ten of them each."

Daenerys smiled and shook her head: "Although I have no experience of sending troops to fight, at least I know that fighting is not an easy task. Go in, we will be very busy next time."

Daenerys is about to go to King's Landing. According to Green's order, Sir Amparo serves as the acting city lord of the Eyrie and the governor of the valley. Grivan Hussey and other upstarts from the valley assist in handling the government affairs of the valley.

Therefore, Daenerys needs to hand over the government affairs in her hands to Sir Amparo before setting off.

Princess study room.

Buried in the pile of documents, Emparro scratched her head more and more often, which made Daenerys beside her couldn't help but smile.

"You'll get used to it soon, don't worry."

Hearing the princess' soft comforting voice, Amparo moved his lips and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I can't understand many of the contents written on it."

"It doesn't matter. Maester Al is a good teacher. He will solve most of your problems."

Daenerys said with a hint of complaint in her tone: "To be honest, those euphemistic and implicit words... used to make me suffer from insomnia. I understand your pain too well now."

She shrugged: "Fortunately, I have Bachelor Al and the assistance of the Bachelor Advisory Group."

Hearing this, Empa Ruo breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Goose goose... Daenerys couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

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Outside the Gods Gate in King's Landing, the tents of Kleb's soldiers are densely arranged, extending into the distance with no end in sight; the marigold flags symbolizing the Kleb family are everywhere, like A sea of ​​golden flowers blooming in the camp.

Dang~~dang~~dang~~

The melodious bells of the Great Sept of Baelor echoed, as if falling from the sky.

The day after the Queen Mother's funeral was the day when the Prince Regent held his first petition. Everyone put on their most gorgeous clothes and gathered in the throne room.

They entered the Petition Hall through the huge oak doors, which soon became a sea of ​​jewels, furs and bright tapestry.

The sadness that filled the Red Fort seemed to disappear instantly. Everyone in the hall greeted each other one after another, and the atmosphere was very "friendly".

Toot toot———

The trumpet sounded suddenly, and the master of ceremonies chanted: "Welcome, the Minister of Justice, Her Royal Highness Princess Arianne Nameros Martell!"

As the voice fell, the hall suddenly fell silent, and all kinds of eyes moved over one after another, most of which were filled with anger and hatred.

Arianne was wearing a low-cut snow-white dress with gold edges, and a gorgeous topaz necklace on her beautiful collarbone. The pleasure of revenge and power seemed to nourish her beauty, making her even more charming.

She ignored the many sharp eyes and swayed up to the high platform in front of the steps of the Iron Throne.

Toot toot—toot—toot

The brass trumpet sounded again: "Welcome, Prime Minister, Duke of Mace of House Tyrell!"

Buzz!

Unlike Martell, when Prime Minister Mace appeared wearing a green robe and a prime minister's necklace, everyone saluted and greeted him.

The Duke of Metz walked majestically, occasionally nodding slightly towards those who were overly enthusiastic, showing everyone the style of the Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms.

When he sat down on the chair to the right of the main seat on the high platform, Arianne's low cold snort came to his ears.

The Duke of Metz glanced to the left, his cheeks bulging, he suppressed the urge to snort back, and finally... chose to ignore it.

Toot——Toot——Toot—

"Welcome, Guardian of the Realm, Regent of the Seven Kingdoms, Duke Green of the Kleb Family!"

In the long chant of the master of ceremonies, everyone bowed and saluted, and Green slowly walked through the crowd and stepped onto the high platform.

Toot——Toot——Toot—

"Welcome, His Majesty Tommen I Baratheon, King of the Andals, Rhoynar, and First Men, and Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms."

Green and three other people on the high platform stood up and saluted with everyone. Tommen, who was wearing a crown and surrounded by the Kingsguard, walked up the side steps to the Iron Throne.

With a nervous little face, Tommen climbed onto the Iron Throne under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then the three people on the high platform sat down again.

As soon as she sat down, Arianne leaned slightly towards Green and said, "Shouldn't the little king be playing with his eldest...fiancée, my regent?"

Green glanced at Margaery Tyrell, who was sitting on the second floor with all the ladies and ladies, and said: "This is tradition. Your Majesty needs to let King's Landing and the Seven Kingdoms know that their king has walked out. It’s painful to lose a loved one.”

His eyes passed over the three royal ministers, Pycelle, Matus and Gales, who were sitting behind the long table on the lower right, and then said: "Also, I have to kindly remind you that the Duke of Metz has very sensitive ears. My Princess Arianne." Arianne shrugged: "I am 'envious' of my good neighbor, Your Highness Green."

After several days of continuous imperial meetings, Green seemed to have gradually become accustomed to the close relationship between the two neighbors in the south, which often "stabbed at each other."

He ignored Martell and turned to Tyrell on the other side: "Prime Minister Mace, did you read the letter sent by the Northern Messenger Crow this morning?"

The Duke of Metz looked over: "North? News from Stark or Stannis?"

"It's Greyjoy's message."

Green tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair: "Commander Mormont said in the letter that Theon Greyjoy of the Night's Watch suddenly disappeared, and the Night's Watch asked us to offer a reward for his whereabouts."

Duke Mace frowned and paused, then said, "The Greyjoy who was exiled to the Wall by Duke Stark?"

Green nodded slightly: "Strictly speaking, Crow's Eye took away his power, and their uncle and nephew are mortal enemies."

Duke Metz touched his beard and pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "This is a small piece of good news. We may be able to help the homeless legal heir of the Iron Islands."

Green curled his lips: "Yes, it is indeed good news."

At this time, the golden robes closed the door to the throne room, and the steward standing not far away looked at Regent Green.

Seeing him nodding, the royal steward picked up a wooden hammer and knocked on the wooden board, shouting: "Quiet! Silence! Everyone, please be quiet!"

As the voice of the royal steward spread, everyone began to gradually stop talking, and the entire hall gradually became quiet.

"Regent Green Kleb, listen to the petition——"

The petitions at the beginning were all trivial matters. When some people were gearing up to accuse Martell of atrocities, Bishop Olido suddenly came out in silver robes.

As he bowed respectfully under the high platform, the surroundings were suddenly filled with low voices.

This old monk who was once punished by the High Sparrow, his recent evil reputation has even surpassed that of the Martell princess.

Although most of the sparrows died on the night when the lion roared, some sparrows survived, and they were the targets of Bishop Olydo. They were called the remnants of the heretics.

Bishop Olido, who once liked to spread the teachings of the Seven Gods in the women's branch, has now revealed his cold side after being imprisoned some time ago.

It is said that Bishop Olido's method of dealing with the remnants of heretics was so cruel that even the regent, who was once called the Bloody Earl, had to intervene and appease the old monk to prevent too bloody punishment.

"Your Highness the Regent, the High Sparrow is a traitor to the Church of the Seven Gods, and even more so to the Kingdom. Those sparrows in large numbers are his minions who carry out criminal atrocities."

Bishop Olido's eyes swept over the people around him: "And they, in the name of the High Sparrow, are still running around in the Seven Kingdoms, continuing to harm good monks and monks, and their crimes have not yet been reported!"

He looked back at Green on the high platform: "I beg you to restore the old laws of King Maegor I, hunt down those sinners with seven-pointed stars tattooed on their foreheads, and offer a reward for their scalps that have brought shame to the Church of the Seven Gods! "

Buzz!

The people around him couldn't help but take a breath, and some even touched their foreheads.

Seeing Green's silence, the Duke of Metz touched his beard and said, "Bishop Olido, too cruel methods may implicate innocent people."

Bishop Olido bowed and replied: "Dear Prime Minister, if the evil is not driven away as soon as possible, the people will only suffer greater harm, and good people will be deceived by the devil's words and become their new minions. Feeding the flames of evil.”

Green's voice came from above: "Bishop Alydo, the crimes of the High Sparrow are known to all seven countries. If you can provide the list of Sparrows, I will grant your petition."

After the words fell, many people nodded in agreement. This may prevent a recurrence of the "scalp business" that briefly occurred during the period of Maegor I.

Rumor has it that many innocent people were tattooed with seven-pointed stars at that time, and then...

Bishop Olido couldn't hide the "regret" on his face. He opened his mouth and said: "As you command, His Royal Highness the Regent."

"Next one..."

The Chamberlain's singing was interrupted by Olido, who saluted again: "I'm very sorry. I ask His Highness the Regent to listen to my other petition."

Green frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he raised his hand.

Seeing Green's gesture, the chamberlain took a breath and sang: "The merciful regent hears the voice of the petitioner——"

"Thank you for your forgiveness."

Bishop Olido took a step forward, and his voice suddenly became more urgent: "Your Highness the Regent, I have received information that there is evil fire growing in the north of the Seven Kingdoms!"

He turned to face the crowd behind him: "Everyone, Stannis Baratheon's sin is unforgivable. He not only betrayed the kingdom, but also betrayed the Seven Gods!"

He turned to the three royal ministers sitting on the right, and his voice became louder: "Once, he smashed the statues of the Seven Gods on Dragonstone Island and the Stormlands, and forced devout believers to convert... From the Strait The evil false god on the other side!”

Orido turned to the high platform again: "My lords, Stannis often burns living people to death in order to satisfy his evil beliefs! Gods! Please send down heaven's punishment!"

Buzz!

As Bishop Olido made accusations, the hall became more and more noisy. The chamberlain immediately picked up a wooden hammer and struck: "Silence! Silence! Silence!"

Just as it was about to quiet down, someone suddenly shouted: "Stannis has killed his brother!"

"He killed Renly!"

"Parricide! Parricide! Parricide!"

Everyone raised their arms in anger and shouted: "Parricide! Parricide! Parricide!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The imperial steward hit the wooden board harder, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Olido shouted: "Your Highness the Regent! I beg you to deprive Stannis of all his rights, in the witness of the gods in heaven!"

The crowd was still furious. Green raised his hand to suppress it. After his voice gradually lowered, he slowly said, "Bishop Alydo, can you guarantee that what you said is true?"

"I, Brother Olido, swear by the Seven Gods!"

"permit."

"Long live the Prince Regent!" led by the archbishop, the crowd cheered.

………

In the middle of the petition, Grand Maester Pycelle slowly stood up, and his actions quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Your Highness the Regent, please allow me to petition you."

Green on the high platform raised his eyebrows. Although he was slightly surprised, he did not stop the old bachelor's request.

The old Pycelle came tremblingly to the foot of the high platform. After a while, until he heard almost silence, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Your Highness Greene, my lords, I have served five kings: Aegon V, Jaehaerys II, Aerys II, Robert I... Joffrey I... and, now, sitting on the Iron Throne Tommen I above..."

He was already in tears: "But because of my blindness, my cowardice and incompetence... I let two bastards sit on the Iron Throne!"