iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 537 King and King 13
Sow Corner in the Old Royal Territory is the fief of the Hogg family. Their family castle is a towering tower fortress with walls more than eight feet thick (more than two meters, less than three meters).

However, at the highest point, the highest point of the castle today, what is flying is not the flag of the Hogg family, but the three-headed dragon flag of the Targaryen family and the marigold flag of Crabbe.

The red three-headed dragon on the black flag seems to be soaring, showing the former dominance of the Targaryen family. The golden marigolds on the fluttering blue flag seem to be blooming, forming a sharp contrast with the majestic flag next to it.

Lord Mace Tyrell, who had just got off the carriage, straightened his fat waist. He looked up at the black and blue flags fluttering in the wind, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt and thought.

He suddenly thought of something. The flags of Targaryen and Crabbe always seemed to appear together. When did this start?

He tried hard to search his mind for the memory, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Good day, Prime Minister."

Just then, the voice of Princess Arianne Nymeros Martell interrupted the Duke of Inflatable Fish's sudden brief thought.

Princess Arianne's expression was unusually polite, which made Prime Minister Mace instantly alert.

He frowned slightly, looked her over, and said, "Good day."

At the same time, he was wondering if this Martell woman was targeting his son? No, he would never allow his son to have anything to do with the princess of Dorne, humph!
Thinking of this, he glanced at her, stroked his beard and said, "Your father should come to the Red Keep as soon as possible to meet the Targaryen Princess and the Regent."

Seeing his sudden arrogance, Princess Arianne's slight favor for him because he generously took out five thousand gold dragons quickly disappeared.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and a trace of disdain flashed in her black and white eyes: "If his health allowed, Prince Doran would have already assisted the Regent in governing the kingdom in the Red Keep. This is something known to all the Seven Kingdoms, isn't it, Tyrell... Prime Minister?"

Prime Minister Mace's cheeks puffed up: "I agree that Prince Doran will better uphold the laws of the kingdom."

"Yeah, I agree."

Princess Arianne shrugged. "However, given the current situation, as his heir, it is natural for me to serve the kingdom on his behalf."

"I will always pay attention to your performance, Prince Doran's heir." After saying this, Prime Minister Mace turned his face away, intending to end the unpleasant conversation between the two.

Princess Arianne smiled nonchalantly: "I am also focusing on how to be a good prime minister of a kingdom, the Duke of Highgarden."

Prime Minister Mace's puffy cheeks flushed red, he turned his head and said with trembling lips: "You!"

He couldn't believe his ears. How dare she covet his position as Prime Minister? !
Feeling his anger, Princess Arianne smiled even more happily. She shook her hair gently and said, "I will go first. We have been apart for several days. I miss His Highness Green very much."

After saying this, she swayed away, leaving Prime Minister Mace standing there, his face red with anger.

Looking at her departing back, Prime Minister Mace became even angrier. This dissolute Dornish woman!

"Your Majesty Prime Minister."

Footsteps came from the other side, and Count Matus, Grand Maester Pycelle, Count Gales and others came over together.

One of the Duke of Mace's strengths is that he can always maintain his dignity as the supreme leader of the River Reach. He nodded his chin and said calmly, "Good morning, everyone."

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Entering the makeshift arena, Prime Minister Mace first glanced at the young men waiting to fight not far away, and he stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Then, he frowned slightly and glanced at the soldiers who were holding up their spears with a little confusion, but without thinking too much about it, he walked towards the platform, and the other ministers followed him.

On the high platform, Princess Arianne was almost chatting and laughing with Green. Prime Minister Mace, who had just walked up, couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

In his opinion, Arianne was just a lucky Martell woman, and now she had no other means except using her beauty to seduce.

The Duke of Metz was filled with disdain when he thought about how she had coveted the position of Prime Minister before.

He believed that he could sit firmly in the position of Prime Minister because of his outstanding talents, and that a dissolute Dornish woman could not easily shake him.

Sooner or later he would teach these arrogant Dornishmen a lesson!
"Prime Minister Mace, everyone, good day." Green's voice broke Prime Minister Mace's thoughts. He still made people feel so special and kind.

"Hey, Regent Green, haha, we haven't seen each other for several days!" Prime Minister Metz immediately put on an enthusiastic expression, and his hearty laughter echoed on the podium.

Everyone greeted each other, and on the surface they looked like a warm and harmonious family.

After everyone was seated in their respective seats, Green raised his right hand slightly and made a gesture. Seeing this, the herald standing in front of the podium immediately waved the flag in his hand.

Woo———Woo——Woo———

The low and long military bugle call from Kleiber suddenly sounded, followed by... a dense sound of horse hooves approaching from afar, as hundreds of apprentice knights participating in the tournament rode over on horseback.

Finally, they all tightened the reins and stopped in unison under the platform. Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the platform.

In the morning light, the golden armor on Green's body gleamed brightly, and the blue cloak on his shoulders fluttered in the wind.

"My warriors."

Green's eyes slowly swept across the faces of the people below. His voice was loud and clear, as if it had a power that could penetrate people's hearts: "I, and the ministers beside me, will witness your heroic performance in the arena. May the Warrior (one of the Seven Gods) grant you fearlessness and strength."

As he spoke, he extended his hand to the left, and a man in a blue robe immediately strode over, holding a longbow with a black, shining double arc in one hand, and another man stood by holding a quiver, ready to provide arrows at any time. When the well-informed Prime Minister Mace saw this longbow that looked like a work of art, his eyes widened and he muttered, "This... seems to be a dragon bone bow?"

[Dragon bones are as tough as steel, but lighter and more flexible. Bows made of them are extremely valuable because their range far exceeds that of wooden bows. Source: Apology Gift from the Iron Bank]

"Kleber Warrior!"

Green drew his bow and shot an arrow, and everyone turned to look in the direction of the arrow, causing a small commotion below, but order was quickly restored.

"Unbeatable!"

As Green's voice fell, with a whoosh, an arrow shot out like lightning.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

One arrow followed another, each arrow making a hair-raising sound of breaking through the air, leaving only a trail of afterimages.

In the continent of Westeros, "seven" represents blessing. After Green shot seven arrows, he stopped and handed over the dragon bone bow.

Everyone else on the platform couldn't help but walk forward to find out what was going on. Prime Minister Mace looked into the distance, wondering what Green was shooting at.

Not long after, several light cavalrymen came over, holding high the long handles of their broken spears, shouting excitedly.

Everyone came back to their senses. The seven arrows shot by Green actually accurately hit the seven spears buried at the other end of the field, breaking all the spear heads.

There was a sudden burst of crazy shouting from below.

"Long live the Regent!"

"Long live the Regent!"

"Long live the Regent!"

The shouts of the crowd were like surging waves, one after another, as if they were going to overturn the entire arena.

Prime Minister Mace was still standing on the edge of the platform, looking into the distance in disbelief. It must be at least a thousand feet away... For some reason, he suddenly felt panicky, but fortunately he was able to keep his composure.

Princess Arianne standing on the left was also completely shocked by the archery skills displayed by Green. She stood where she was and squeezed her legs under her skirt. Gods... this man seemed to be a living legendary knight.

Her body trembled, her fullness rose and fell slowly, and she finally let out a breath.

Woo—Woo—Woo—As the horn sounded again, the martial arts tournament in Sow Corner began.

The contestants were all the most outstanding apprentice knights in the Kleber Territory. Although the scale was small, the competition was extremely exciting.

The apprentice knights showed their skills on the field. Some of them were excellent in marksmanship, some were skilled in horsemanship, and some were amazingly strong or very agile. Every confrontation was exciting to watch.

The entire tournament lasted about two hours. In addition to the champion, Green also selected eleven apprentice knights with outstanding performance. He touched his sword on their shoulders, personally canonized them as knights, and rewarded each of them with a full set of gold-plated armor.

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A sumptuous lunch prepared for the tournament was held in the main castle of Sow Corner, while Green, along with Prime Minister Mace and other royal ministers, went to the Duke's tent in the Craber camp.

Entering, at the other end of the tent door, there was a young girl sitting upright. She straightened her waist, with her hands folded on her skirt, and her sitting posture was very elegant.

And standing next to her was... the fearless Barristan? !
Everyone else stopped involuntarily, only Green continued to move forward, and finally stood on the other side of the girl, with one hand on the back of the chair and a smile on his face.

At least it should be grander than the one held for Stark... The Duke of Inflatable Fish was thinking about finding an opportunity to hold another tournament for the Prime Minister. Then he stopped with everyone else in confusion and moved his eyes forward.

For a moment, Prime Minister Mace's eyes widened and he blinked.

Silver hair...purple eyes...

Prime Minister Mace blinked again, his lips trembling slightly: "This...she...could it be that she..."

An astonishing guess emerged in his mind, but he was not sure. When he was hesitating, Green tapped his chin lightly at him. This small action was like a thunderclap.

Coupled with the girl's inhuman beauty, these are obviously the characteristics of Targaryen women... His breathing suddenly stagnated and his heart began to beat violently.

Prime Minister Metz became inarticulate due to excitement, and he stammered: "You, you, you are Tan..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Princess Arianne's anxious voice. She took a trembling step forward, her eyes fixed on the silver-haired girl not far away: "Are you Princess Daenerys?"

Daenerys nodded slightly, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Good day, my lords."

"Gods!"

Hearing her confirmation, Princess Arianne could no longer suppress her inner excitement. She couldn't help but want to move forward, but was suddenly pushed away by Prime Minister Mace's big butt, and she couldn't help but stagger.

Prime Minister Mace has knelt in front of Daenerys, his eyes filled with tears: "My princess, you are finally back, may the gods bless you!"

(End of this chapter)