iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 19
Tyrion laughed and said, "Ha, bro, you're wishing too much! How can a Lannister want ridiculous happiness, what we want in our lives is unlimited power."

Tyrion's tone changed, full of sarcasm.

James shrugged bitterly.

The Lannister brothers lost their minds and said nothing.

After a while, Queen Cersei's maid came slowly and bowed to salute: "Sir Jaime, Your Royal Highness invites you to come over."

Tyrion interjected: "My weak sister at the moment, didn't she call me, my favorite brother, by the way? Well...your expression tells me that I have not received the invitation!."

Tyrion jumped down from the guardrail, straightened his clothes, and walked forward: "My sister will only feel worse when she sees me at this time. Let's go, I hope my sister will be happy, brother!"

After speaking, Tyrion turned his back to James, raised his right hand and shook it back, and left without stopping.

James stared at the small back, feeling Tyrion's loneliness, and opened his mouth.

James knew in his heart that Tyrion had a kind heart, and Cersei never hid her dislike of Tyrion, but Tyrion did not really hate Cersei because of this, on the contrary Tyrion has been longing for family affection.

Every time, when Cersei was in trouble, Tyrion's small figure would always appear near where Cersei couldn't see, but never approached.

James likes his younger brother very much, but Cersei, who loves the most, hated Tyrion since he was a child.

James has tried hard but failed, and now James only hopes that the relationship between Cersei and Tyrion will not be worse for his own sake.

Red Castle, Queen's bedroom.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Cersei didn't seem to care at all about the scars on her face being seen by others, she raised her chin slightly, and smiled with her lips curled up, but her tone was cold: "Jaime, I want you to kill Robert."

James was startled, and put his hands on Cersei's weak shoulders: "Cersei, I understand your anger, but we can't be impulsive. Robert is the king, and I am the king's Kingsguard, and..."

Cersei pushed Jaime away angrily, as if she had heard something ridiculous: "James the Kingslayer, are you telling me about the duties of the Kingsguard?"

James clenched his palms slightly when he heard the word "Kingslayer", and his anger flashed across.

James suppressed his anger and persuaded in a low voice: "Cersei, you can't be impulsive. Robert is not so easy to kill. If you are not careful, it will bring disaster to Lannister. Father will not let us go."

Jaime mentioned Lannister, which made Cersei calm down for a while.

A look in the eyes of the old lion Tywin Lannister brought back the memory that he didn't even dare to breathe. Since he became a queen, he thought it had already dissipated, only to find that the memory is still so deep, clear and terrifying.

Jaime walked behind Cersei and hugged Cersei gently.

Cersei, who was still angry, didn't want James to touch her. After trying a few times, she couldn't break free, so she let James hold her.

James felt Cersei's temperature, and he was willing to tolerate everything about her.

Cersei's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, but what appeared in her mind was Baron Greenkrab who was far away on the Crab Claw Peninsula.

She felt it was time to take hold of a sword of her own, not beholden to Lannisters or anyone else, a sword of her own.

According to the information provided by Maester Pycelle, the little baron was very good at fighting and defeated 1000 people with only 20000 people.

A sword that is sharp enough.

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Whispering City, Lord's study.

Green took a big sip of the sour red wine that he missed a little bit, Green frowned, it still didn't taste good!

Back in Whispering City, Green seemed to be in a good mood all the time: "So, Bachelor Al, did you tell Bachelor City that we defeated 1000 people in one battle with 2 people?"

Bachelor Al grinned, showing his few remaining teeth: "I originally wanted to write about defeating 3 people, but I was worried about scaring the old guys out of trouble, so I changed the number to a smaller one, huh huh."

Green showed a smile: "Dear Bachelor Al, I sincerely thank you for your continued support."

Maester Al stood up tremblingly, and bowed his head towards Green: "My lord, you are right. Learning to show your strength is also one of the most important strategies. Since you want to enter the Red Keep, you are joining the game of power. Obscurity brings not only contempt, but also silent death. I just want to tell the big men in advance through the Bachelor City that it is not only Earl Randyll Tarly who can fight."

"Your kind heart is worried that Bachelor City may hold me accountable in the future and affect my reputation, but I am already very old. I just want to do my part for you while I can still move. You and Bachelor City, I will always be loyal to you."

Bachelor Al blinked: "You have demonstrated your strong military capabilities, and I don't have to worry, you may have to climb into the beds of ladies for our territory."

Green looked up and smiled.

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Whispering City, blacksmith workshop.

Monton stretched out his arms, puffed out his big belly, and let the craftsmen measure the size.

The blacksmith who finished measuring the size said respectfully: "Lord Monton has a very strong physique, and needs about two and a half plate armor."

Herschel: "How long does it take to make a complete set of plate armor?"

"My lord, if there are enough people, it can be completed in two months."

Butler Herschel pondered for a while, and supported his belly, which was much smaller than Monton's, with both hands: "Lord Green will set off in a week at the latest, and Monton will be accompanying him, plate armor... let's make a breastplate for Monton first, and then arrange for someone to dismantle the existing chain mail and modify it to fit Monton's size..."

"I'll give you five days."

(End of this chapter)