iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 584 The Temptation of Rose 2
The candlelight flickered, and the pages of the parchment book turned slowly between Green's bony fingers, making a slight rustling sound.

Pycelle hesitated to speak, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he swallowed, and the loose skin on his neck wrinkled like layers of dead leaves.

His fingertips stroking the edge of the page, Green glanced at the old scholar, his tone still casual: "Any questions?"

When the king's voice fell, Pycelle's hunched back straightened instantly, and then he subconsciously shrank his shoulders.

With his hands covered with age spots tightly grasping the hem of his robe, Pycelle spoke pitifully: "Your Majesty, who is extremely wise, that year... after the fall of King's Landing, Tywin... the traitor allowed his soldiers to burn, kill and loot, and the blood of innocent people dyed this king's city red."

Pycelle wiped his eyes and said painfully, "He really deserves to die!"

After a pause, Green's eyes left the page and said to Pycelle, "The innocent souls deserve compensation. Although this is because Aerys II failed to fulfill his responsibility to protect the people, the rebellion has been quelled, and the Targaryen-Crable royal family naturally has the obligation to appease them."

After hearing this, Grand Maester Pycelle was shocked. He stood up from his chair, bowed deeply to Green, and said with a sob, "Your Majesty, please be merciful. On behalf of those innocent and pitiful people, I would like to thank you!"

He burst into tears: "Thank you so much..."

Green raised his hand and pressed it, motioning Pycelle to sit down. "I will ask the Great Sept of Baelor to assist you and handle this matter well, for the sake of those dead souls and heroic spirits."

Pycelle wiped his tears again, his dry lips trembling as he forced out his voice: "Thank you for your trust, my lord."

He glanced at Green who was reading the "Trident River Sacrifice List", hesitated for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty."

Seeing Green's eyes moving towards him, he continued tentatively, "When Tywin's army entered King's Landing, many traitors appeared. Do you need a separate list of their names for you?"

Although Green has already stated that he will not pursue the crime of helping Tywin trick the gates of King's Landing open.

However, the old scholar in front of him was still worried and would secretly test him whenever he had the chance.

Normally, such actions would easily cause annoyance to the rulers.

however.

His Majesty Green has enough patience for his subordinates who are willing to be loyal, and is willing to devote his energy to appease them, no matter whether that person is young and beautiful or old and ugly.

His eyes fell on the old maester, and he spoke slowly: "Back then, the cunning Tywin deceived everyone, not just King Aerys. This is the conclusion of the Targaryen Crabbe royal family on this matter."

After a pause, he added: "Pycelle, it was you who bravely stood up and exposed the despicable crimes of the Lannisters. You are already a hero of the kingdom."

His tone was a little gentler: "From now on, please be at ease and do your duty for me, my Imperial Scholar. This is your honor."

"Your Majesty... wuwuwu..." Pycelle burst into tears, his face covered with tears and snot.

Green waved his hand: "Step back and do the task I assigned to you."

Seeing the king's impatient expression, Pycelle felt more at ease: "Wow... I swear... I will always be loyal to you..."

It took the old scholar a while to calm himself down, and before he was about to leave, he suddenly moved a little closer to Green.

He subconsciously looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, this morning, Miss Margaret sent her maid to take the moon tea I recently prepared from me."

After a slight pause, Green's eyes did not move, and he waved to the old scholar again: "Very good."

Pycelle bent his body with a flattering smile on his face, like an old fox trying to please his master.

"Please allow me to leave."

Pycelle walked backwards out of the study, bowing once more as he closed the door.

The sound of the door closing was heard, and Green leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers.

...outside the door of the King's study.

"Good day, Grand Maester."

Pycelle put away the smile on his face and looked with his cloudy eyes, and saw the kingdom's newly appointed Duke of Antler-Maiden Spring, Dick Crabbe (Chapter 557).

Pycelle straightened his back slightly, and a amiable look instantly appeared on his face: "Good day, respected Duke Kleber."

The newly promoted Duke was dressed very gorgeously. He came over and said gratefully, "Grandmaster, I have been looking for an opportunity to thank you for taking care of my wife. My wife can finally sleep well. I was very worried before."

He touched his chest and said, "Thank you again, respected Grand Secretary."

Pycelle nodded slightly, and said in a tone like a good uncle next door: "It is my honor. Duchess of Crabbe is a kind person. May the Seven Gods bless her."

Duke Dick scratched his hair, nodded again, and echoed: "May the new and old gods bless you."

Gods old and new...

Pycelle kept a friendly smile on his face, but his eyes moved slightly. Yes... His Majesty Green is a descendant of the ancestors.

He felt extremely regretful. He should have sworn to the new and old gods just now!

Duke Dick's voice came over: "When the baby is born, my wife and I plan to hold a celebration banquet. Respected Grand Secretary, it would be an honor for the Muton Crabbe family if we have the honor to invite you."

"Thank you for your invitation, Your Excellency. It is my honor as well."

The two chatted for a few more pleasant words before Pycelle tremblingly walked away.

Duke Dick straightened his thin chest in front of the door, adjusted the gold buttons of his blue velvet cloak three times, and raised his hand to stroke his straight high collar.

Then he asked the Kingsguard standing by the study door for an audience with the king.

When Duke Dick was allowed to enter the study, Green was standing in front of the narrow window of the room with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside.

"Your Majesty Green."

Hearing the noise, Green turned his head, looked over, and smiled: "Duke Dick."

Every time Dick heard someone call him by his duke title, he still felt proud and excited, even... occasionally doubting whether he was dreaming.

Green walked towards the wine cabinet. Dick scratched his head sheepishly and asked respectfully, "You summoned me?"

Crash---

Green poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Dick who came up to him, and said, "I plan to establish a new regiment, and I hope you will be the commander-in-chief of the new regiment."

Hearing this, the wine in Duke Dick's glass almost spilled out of the glass. He blinked and confirmed: "I, I will be the commander-in-chief of the corps?"

Green pointed in the direction of the fireplace and said as he walked: "Well, you are the most suitable person, my people."

Dick's eyes rolled slightly, and after Green sat down, he also sat down on the other side of the fireplace.

Then he grasped the glass with both hands and took a sip of Summer Red.

He rolled his eyes again, looked at Green, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, this new regiment is a little...special?"

(End of this chapter)