iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 77 The Duke's Daughter
King Robert's warhammer is indeed formidable.

Queen Cersei's approach is to make Robert Baratheon unable to stay awake, unable to stand still, how can he hold the warhammer steadily.

Jaime's repeated exhortations still have an effect on Cersei.

This time, Queen Cersei is willing to be more patient. This kind of waiting is like a gamble, and it can also make her heart beat. Maybe one day it will suddenly bring her an unexpected surprise.

Queen Cersei is very proud of herself. In the Lannister family, apart from Tywin Lannister, she is the only one who can think of such a clever and flawless strategy.

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Queen Cersei stepped towards Lancel, and Lancel couldn't help but turned back towards Cersei.

It didn't take long before Lancel's back hit the wall, and there was no way he could retreat.

Queen Cersei and Lancel were only a fist apart, and Lancel wanted to melt his body into the wall.

Queen Cersei lowered her eyes first, and then raised her eyes to look directly at Lancel: "Lancel, what you have to do is very simple, exchange what I prepared for Robert to drink, and that drunkard might even praise you."

Lancel's pupils shrank, his teeth chattered: "Cersei, are you going to poison?"

Queen Cersei frowned, and raised her voice slightly: "Lancel, are you out of fright? Are you still worthy to be a Lannister lion?"

Lansel paused for a moment, the glory of the family seemed to bring him back to God: "Cousin Cersei, what do you want me to change?"

Then Queen Cersei nodded slightly in satisfaction, and the corners of her lips curled up: "I specially prepared a large amount of high-grade red wine. If you want him to like it, maybe you don't need to do anything. He will become addicted, because he is a dirty drunk."

Can it just be replaced with a high alcohol one?

Queen Cersei's words made Lancel heave a sigh of relief, he had been frightened by the joke of Cersei's cousin before.

Lancel was sweating from fear before, he didn't care about the sweat dripping down his face, and smiled innocently: "Cousin Cersei, your joke almost scared me to death, so I'll leave it to me to change the height of the wine, I think King Robert may still like it very much, and he can save me a few words when he is happy, thank you for your trouble, I never thought of it..."

Lancel couldn't go on.

Queen Cersei was smiling, but the smile seemed increasingly odd to Lancel's gaze, making him think he was an idiot.

Queen Cersei patted Lancel and said softly, "It's so stupid and cute."

Lancel's body froze, and he felt a pair of strange and soft hands moving under him.

"There are two kinds of wine, one is twice the usual amount, the other is three times the usual amount..."

"Sister Tang..., your... hand..."

Queen Cersei lowered her eyes, her voice was cold: "Lancel, don't move... tell me how to arrange this wine?"

Lancell's breathing was heavy, but he maintained a trace of sobriety: "I... think... twice the amount that is usually given to His Majesty. I can't think of three times."

"Robert, what do you like to do but drink?"

Find a girl!

With his brain active, Lancell endured the blurted answer: "Hunting?"

Queen Cersei raised her eyes, stared at Lancel, and asked, "Do you know what to do?"

Lancel swallowed, and nodded silently.

"So, my future hero, Lancel, do you want to get the reward from the queen now? Or wait until after the success? I think you are too active, and my cousin can make an exception for you."

Lancel's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but look down. After seeing clearly, he immediately looked away, and said in a low voice, "Cersei, I'm your cousin."

Queen Cersei just looked at Lancel with curled lips and didn't reply.

No, maybe Cousin Cersei is drunk, I have to leave immediately!

Everyone in the Red Keep knows that Queen Cersei never leaves her cup.

Lancel took a deep breath, escaped from Cersei's grasp, straightened his clothes and said, "Cousin Cersei, don't worry!"

After all, Lancel did not leave the room with Queen Cersei as if fleeing.

After Lancel left, Queen Cersei hummed softly, picked up her glass, and took a sip of Summer Red.

Queen Cersei used means to achieve her goal, and she was in a happy mood.

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At night, Kleiber's camp.

"Good night, Miss Margery."

"Good night, Lord Green."

Green, who had just finished dinner, received a direct visit from Little Rose of Gaoting.

After Green asked Margaery Tyrell to take a seat, the generous Green ordered the attendants to light a few more candles in the tent.

Green looked at the smiling Margaery, and thought to himself that Little Rose was much more pleasing to the eye than Vilas, who pretended to be kind.

Margaery Tyrell's dress tonight is much more gorgeous than the low-key luxury when I saw her last time.

Margaery Tyrell's light brown hair was pushed to one side and fell lazily over her pretty collarbone.

Margaery Tyrell sits with her upper body upright, her hands folded, and her sitting posture is very graceful.

After Green entered the tent from Margaery Tyrell, regardless of the dress, sitting posture and expression, it is clear that Margaery Tyrell who visited tonight is the daughter of the Duke of Highgarden, not the noble lady who was full of affinity when they first met.

The duke's daughter... Thinking of this, the figure of Littlefinger Petyr suddenly appeared in Green's mind.

It looks like Petyr Littlefinger will only fall in love with the duke's daughter.

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A smile flashed across Margaery Tyrell's eyes: "I heard that Baron Green was injured in Highgarden, and I was really worried, so I came to visit overnight."

It might be a bit embarrassing to be an ordinary person at this time, but Lord Green is not an ordinary person.

Green frowned slightly, put one palm on his chest, and said in a weak voice, "Thank you Miss Margery for your concern, I'm fine."

The air in the tent froze for a second.

Margaery Tyrell covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons: "Baron Grimm, I kind of admire your... sword skills."

Green spread his hands and said, "I still have to thank Miss Margaret for her thoughtfulness again."

After a pause, Green said again: "Miss Margery, I'm a swordsman, and I'm not tactful. If you need my help, please speak up. I'll be happy to help you."

Margaery Tyrell's hand bent slightly, but immediately stretched it out: "Baron Grimm, after hearing that you were injured, I was really worried. After all, you are our guest. The Tyrell family wants to ensure your safety in the Reach. It is the honor of the Tyrell family."

Green's eyes moved slightly, he stroked his chest politely and nodded.

Margaery Tyrell smiled: "In order to show that Tyrell didn't take good care of him, and also to allow Baron Green to go back to recover from his injuries, grandmother specially asked me to bring you some golden dragons."

Little Rose's grandmother?Olenna Redwyne, known as the Queen of Thorns?

The mother of the Duke of Inflatable Fish...Green's expression became a little strange: "May I ask you, Miss Margery, how much did your grandmother ask you to bring?"

Margaery Tyrell blinked her eyes and paused, her tone still soft: "Three thousand golden dragons."

really!

Green raised his eyes and looked towards the ceiling.

In his mind is: 500 million for you, leave my son!
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