iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 585 The Temptation of Rose 3
Green's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Dick who looked nervous. He smiled and said, "Yes, I'm glad you noticed that."

Dick swallowed dryly in his throat, his voice trembling slightly: "What should I... do?"

As an illegitimate son of the Kleber family, it was Green who raised him from the dust, not only granting him fiefdom and duke title, but also making him a member of the royal family.

He could only repay this kindness with his loyalty.

Green first motioned Dick to drink, then slowly said: "Duke Dick, you are the only male in the Kleber family besides me, you need to bear some responsibilities and obligations."

"and."

Lifting the glass and shaking it gently, Green looked directly at Dick over the rim of the glass: "You must be brave and have absolute trust in me."

Feeling a little suffocated, Duke Dick couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He looked into the master's eyes that seemed to be able to see through his soul, and said in a hoarse but firm voice: "My loyalty to you... and the family will never waver."

As he spoke, he licked his lips and said solemnly: "Even if I sacrifice my life, I will guarantee my loyalty. I swear to the new and old gods."

After a pause, Green nodded his chin lightly: "Very good."

He slowly turned the glass and stared at the bright red wine in it. "It is not possible to rule a kingdom with kindness alone. As time goes by, more people will remember that Kleber is just a half-wild noble from Crab Claw Peninsula."

Is this something I can listen to?

Dick reacted immediately, veins on his forehead throbbing, and he was furious: "If it weren't for you, they would still be licking deer hooves and lion claws! These...they...uh..."

Nicknames are rarely wrong. When Dick was sent by Green to the riverlands to "buy grain", he "earned" two nicknames: one is the plunderer and the other is the executioner (Chapters 414 and 421).

For the honor of his family and clan, the simple Dick Crabbe became bloodthirsty and forced himself to awaken his "half-savage blood".

So, after hearing Green's analysis - that some people would question Kleber, who had just put down the bloody blade, he couldn't control his anger for a moment.

Suddenly realizing his loss of composure, he glanced secretly and scratched his hair nervously: "Uh, sorry, I shouldn't be so presumptuous, please forgive me."

“Together we stand.”

Green waved his hand: "Remember the anger at this moment. You must remember that Kleber's 'trophy' comes from the sword in his hand."

Duke Dick nodded heavily and repeated the Crabbe family motto: "United we stand."

Green took a sip of summer red and continued the previous topic: "When I was the Earl of Crab Claw Peninsula and the Duke of Eagle's Nest, deterrence was more important than mercy."

"However."

"I am the king now. For the stability of the Seven Kingdoms and to appease the people, I need to show more mercy to the Seven Kingdoms."

After a pause, Green sighed softly, "It's easy for people to forget the fear they once had. How long can the Bloody Earl intimidate the Seven Kingdoms?"

His fingers rubbed the glass. "Dick, I can't take good care of everyone, or... I can't make everyone 'satisfied'."

Dick's heart was beating violently, and he suddenly understood something...

Duke Dick wiped the sweat from his palms, his Adam's apple rolled, and said, "You need a sword, and I am that sword."

Green's eyes moved to Dick. He nodded and said frankly, "Yes, even if you go a little too far, others will understand my protection of you because you are Kleber. Therefore, you are the only suitable candidate now."

"I understand."

Dick was surprised at how inexplicably excited he was. He nodded heavily. "I am willing to serve you, and I am very... very honored. Your Majesty, I am at your disposal."

Then he added, "Please tell me what I should do."

"very good."

After taking a sip of wine, Green handed Dick part of the list brought by Pycelle: "Leighton's men will assist you and try to solve it reasonably." Dick's eyes slowly scanned the list of past rewards. He paused before speaking: "Your Majesty, the merits of most people here were paid for with the blood of Crab Claw Peninsula. Your mother is the only survivor of the Battle of Trident River in Crab Claw Peninsula."

After a moment of silence, Green nodded slightly.

After a while, he spoke slowly: "It is the honor of a warrior to die on the battlefield. Dick, but these lords and knights are all rebels. Always remember this."

Dick nodded: "I understand..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned slightly as usual: "...The Seven Levels of Hell should be the final destination of these people."

After putting down the wine glass, Green leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

After a pause, he said, "Avoid implicate innocent people. This is also the honor of a Kleber warrior."

Duke Dick grinned, "As you command, I always keep the Kleber Law in mind."

"very good."

Green also smiled: "I will look forward to your performance, and also, give birth to more children. Kleber's direct territory... is very large."

Hearing this, Duke Dick couldn't help but blink.

He rubbed his hands and couldn't help asking, "You mean... my other children can also..."

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The Imperial Guards two days later.

The flags of the marsh marigold and the field rose fluttered in the wind.

"Welcome - His Majesty Grimm I of House Crabbe, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm!"

After inspecting the newly formed Royal Guards, King Green I and Prime Minister Mace headed straight for Rose's hunting camp.

Outside the tent.

The chef was slowly turning the whole big yak on the iron fork. The skin gradually turned an amber-colored oily luster, and the melted fat fell into the charcoal fire, emitting bursts of green smoke with the aroma of meat.

The strong smell of meat filled the air, making the hunting dogs restless. The chains around their necks rattled and the dogs barked one after another.

Inside the tent.

Margaery's Rose Maid, Arlan Tyrell (Chapter 100), wears a light green dress, her fingertips dancing flexibly on the strings, and the cheerful harp melody pours out like flowing water.

Everyone was laughing and talking, including Prime Minister Metz's hearty laughter.

On the long table stood an ornate candlestick, bunches of grapes hung on the edge, and red apples soaked in honey reflected fine golden light under the candlelight.

On the gilded plate, the crispy baked venison pie is sprinkled with fragrant rosemary, and the amber gravy oozes out from the cracks in the pastry, making you salivate.

Well-trained Tyrell waiters and maids shuttled back and forth, and soon the long table was filled with exquisite delicacies and fresh fruits from the River Bend.

The hunting banquet fully demonstrates the luxury and refinement of the Tyrell family.

"Of course, if it weren't for the rat meat, Stannis's head would have been on a pike long ago."

Prime Minister Metz held the golden wine glass in his hand and laughed out loud with his head tilted back.

(End of this chapter)