iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 562 A Warm Gathering

Jaime Lannister: "..."

Tyrion Lannister: "..."

Lancel Lannister: "..."

In Eastwatch-by-the-Sea, located at the easternmost part of the Wall and close to the Bay of Seals, the Lannister brothers reunited in its hall.

A fire roared in the huge fireplace.

Tyrion first glanced at Jaime who was frowning, then turned his head and looked at Lancel who had an expressionless face.

Finally, he moved his short legs and a big smile appeared on his face: "Aha, today is really a day worth remembering. The loving Lannisters haven't had such a warm family gathering for a long time."

Jaime simply glanced at Tyrion calmly, and Lancel responded in a cold voice: "I am a septa of the Great Sept. I am no longer a Lannister."

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and said, "I came to the edge of this world with a sacred mission to destroy the evil pagans (Chapter 482)."

"A heathen, a red priestess, a witch of Stannis's."

Tyrion's smile did not fade. He leaned lazily on the armrest of the chair and said with a smile: "To be honest, she is really charming. She can seduce your soul."

Hearing this, Lancel snorted coldly, his face full of disgust: "No matter how beautiful she is, it can't hide her evil."

Tyrion raised his eyebrows and reminded him, "You almost died, my brave cousin. If the gears of fate had not turned slightly at the critical moment, you would probably be a guest in the Stranger's house now."

After a pause, Lancel said angrily: "A monk is never afraid of sacrifice. Since I came here, I have never thought about going back alive."

"You are truly great and brave. You and the people you brought with you actually attempted to kill Stannis's beloved witch right under his nose..." Tyrion grinned, "If it weren't for Old Bear and Lord Stark, plus the nosy Lannister, I think your heads would have been hanging in the Black Castle."

He scratched his messy hair and said, "In order to 'reward' your courage, the Night's Watch sent us all to Eastwatch. Well, we have to blow the sea breeze every day."

Lancel moved his lips as if he wanted to refute something, but finally turned his face away and chose to remain silent.

Tyrion climbed down from the chair, picked up the black, age-marked flagon and cup, and walked toward Lancel.

Crash---

He came to Lancel, filled the glass, and then handed it to him. "Sister who is not afraid of sacrifice, this world does not have so much luck that will come again and again. If you fall into Stannis's hands again, there will be no reason for others to save you, including me."

Seeing that Lancel didn't move, Tyrion moved the wine glass in his hand a little further forward and signaled him to take it with his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Lancel slowly stretched out his hand, moved his fingers, and took the wine glass.

Tyrion grinned and said, "Your luck is truly enviable. You can brag about your life for the rest of your life that you survived Stannis's hand."

Lancel picked up the wine glass, took a big gulp of the wine, wiped the corner of his mouth fiercely with the back of his hand, and said coldly: "He is afraid of the punishment from the gods in the sky."

Tyrion grinned, filled his glass with wine, took a sip, and said, "The gods don't have time to pay attention to this."

"Don't mistake an accidental fluke for your own strength, otherwise, you will die miserably."

Patting Lancel's knee, Tyrion limped towards Jaime.

"Hey, godslayer and regicide."

Tyrion said as they walked away, "You are a legend, Jaime."

Jaime's eyes moved over, and he looked at his brother for a moment, then slowly said, "Tyrion, the Wall is my place of atonement."

Tyrion sized up Jaime as he drank, then grinned. "To be honest, I envy you. You backstabbed the king... murdered the queen... stabbed the high septa to death... and you still made it to the Wall... I think you'll be welcomed by the Night's Watch. There are many here who admire you as much as I do."

James looked at his brother, forced a smile, and said, "Perhaps, I should have put on a black robe seventeen years ago."

"There are not so many 'maybes'. If I could...if I could, I would quietly take my wife away from Lannister at that time, forever."

"……Feel sorry."

Tyrion reached out and patted Jaime's knee, grinning: "I still have a chance to make up for my mistakes, so I don't want you to die yet." Jaime's green eyes trembled, and he finally squeezed out his voice from his throat: "...Thank you."

"I have not forgiven you."

The wine jug and wine glass were placed casually aside. Tyrion put his hands behind his back and turned around to move his feet.

"The Wall is a nice place, actually. It was even better before Stannis closed down all the women's houses in Mole's Town."

.........

As Tyrion walked out of the hall, he saw Ser Bronn with a lewd smile on his face.

"My lord, is the family gathering over so soon?" Sir Bronn's voice was full of sarcasm.

Tyrion paused and smiled back: "There are only tears of regret and grudges that can never be settled."

Without waiting for Bronn's response, he asked again: "Are you all ready?"

Tyrion was referring to the men Bronn had hired privately, as well as guides beyond the Wall, food, horses, and ships.

"We are ready to go at any time, Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion pulled a gold dragon from his pocket and threw it high to Bronn. "We'll set out immediately."

Although Lord Tyrion's reward became a little stingy, it did not affect Bronn's joy.

After playing with the golden dragon for a while before putting it away, he said cheerfully, "Have you thought it through? The outskirts of the Great Wall is not a good place to travel. It is full of unknown dangers."

Tyrion scratched his cheek with his index finger. "In a short time, Stannis will no longer trust me, and His Royal Highness the Regent will be disappointed in me."

He looked at Bronn with a smile and said, "Before his wrath falls, I need to please him in advance and let the Regent look at me differently again."

"You are actually very suitable for court life."

Ser Bronn's smile faded as he spoke. "But this operation is very dangerous."

"The worst possible outcome would be that I would be the first dwarf in history to be swallowed by a giant." Tyrion grinned, then pointed at his golden nose and said, "Don't worry, I'll throw it to you before it enters the giant's mouth."

Hearing this, Ser Bronn smiled happily: "Thank you for your generosity, sir."

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King's Landing.

The darkness of the night has not yet completely faded, but the glimmer of dawn has quietly emerged on the edge of the sky.

The trumpet sounded loud and the dense footsteps made a rumbling sound.

The first to break the silence were the men in golden robes, wearing armor that glowed with cold light. They moved quickly along the street like a golden torrent.

The entire King's Landing gradually woke up from its slumber, and the people in the houses gradually began to move.

when--

when--

when--

The melodious and solemn bell sounds of the Belle Cathedral sounded like oracles from the gods in heaven, slowly and leisurely falling down.

The sunlight is penetrating the darkness. Today is the day when Princess Targaryen enters King's Landing. Everyone is rummaging through their boxes and taking out their most beautiful clothes.

Then, one after another, people walked out of the houses, and the streets and alleys suddenly became lively with laughter and joy.

(End of this chapter)