iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 591 The Temptation of Rose 9
Under the bright moon and starry sky, the shadows of the trees are swaying.

"Margery."

Hearing Green's voice, Little Rose's eyes, which were always filled with water, moved over.

She was wearing a light blue round-neck dress, and her long wavy hair was gathered together and fell on her left shoulder.

She looked Green up and down, a curve slowly appeared on her rosy lips, and she patted her side: "Please sit down."

The tone of his voice imitated Green's, and her eyes had curved into a pair of crescents.

Green couldn't help but smile, but didn't say anything.

After approaching, he hesitated for a moment, then untied his cloak and gently put it on Margaery, then sat down steadily beside her.

"Thank you, kind knight."

Green shrugged and looked around: "Traveling late at night is not a good habit."

Without waiting for her response, he continued, "Have you thought about what I can do for you?"

Margaret tilted her head slightly and looked at Green again: "I sometimes wonder if you are an extremely pious brown monk?"

[Brown monks refer to monks of the Church of the Seven who lead a life of asceticism]

“Can desire really be controlled?”

Margery smelled of pleasant roses and wine, and the Rose Lady seemed to have disappeared. She stretched out her hand and pressed the bottom of the marigold with her fingertips.

Little Rose's elk eyes stared at his eyes motionlessly: "I'm curious."

She whispered, "Teach me?"

When Green wanted to grab Rose's restless little hand, she took it back first. She didn't move her eyes away and her little face was full of smiles.

Green raised his eyebrows slightly: "Margery, is this what you want?"

After the voice fell, he saw the fullness of Little Rose slowly rise and fall several times before he squeezed out a "hmm" sound.

His Majesty Green did not seem to notice her "strangeness" and began to answer seriously and sincerely: "If a ruler is clear about his responsibilities and obligations, and learns to respect his power, he may become what you call a 'brown monk'."

After blinking and pausing, she put her arm around Green's and pretended to listen.

She once again imitated Green's tone: "Please continue."

Green smiled silently, then slowly said: "Power comes from recognition, and its foundation is..."

Combining the traditions of Westeros, he briefly stated his views, paused for a moment, and then continued: "If personal desires are out of control due to impulse, the result is obvious. The 'Wrong Spring' has taught all the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms a lesson that is impressive enough."

Green took the wineskin, uncorked it, and took a sip of wine. He added, "However, Robert who killed Prince Rhaegar made a similar mistake. Yes, and Robb Stark as well."

After a moment of silence, Margaery suddenly said, "So is Renly."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out one hand, and when she saw Green raised his eyebrows, she immediately pointed at the wine bag in his hand.

The wine bag fell into her hands, Little Rose raised her chin and took a sip of Summer Red.

After a pause, she murmured, "Is this how men think?"

After another silence, Little Rose's voice came again: "No matter how outstanding a woman is, she still needs to rely on a man."

Then she looked at him: "These are my grandmother's exact words. She told me to remember them forever." "It seems that you don't quite agree with Lady Olenna's point of view."

Margery nodded slightly: "I love my grandmother, respect her, and adore her."

Her voice was unusually calm. "Everyone knows that my grandmother is the true ruler of the Reach, but she told me that her respected position in the Reach comes from her son, Lord Mace Tyrell."

She took another sip of wine and continued, "She told me that it was because her son didn't mind his mother's nagging that the family she was born into... the Redwyne family, was willing to obey her orders. She also told me that the same was true for other families."

The flames flickered and the bonfire crackled.

Margaret handed the wine bag to Green: "This is what my grandmother taught me... the wisdom of women."

"Huiquan loves Lady Olenna." Green took the wine bag from her hand.

Margaret raised her little face, looked at Green for a while, and repeated: "No matter how outstanding a woman is, she still needs to rely on a man."

Then, she asked with a smile: "There is more to come. Do you want to listen, dear knight?"

"If a smart woman chooses to rely on a man's power, she must be willing to depend on that man." As Margaret spoke, her expression gradually became colder.

Looking at the fire with sparks flying everywhere, she leaned her head gently on Green's shoulder and hugged his arm tighter.

Then, her voice could hardly contain her sorrow: "My grandmother told me that this is a shackle that women in the Seven Kingdoms cannot escape."

The atmosphere became a little solemn, and Green tried to joke: "Lady Olenna is just like my mother... well, very cruel."

Hearing this, Margaret couldn't help but chuckle: "Oh?"

"She's not very tall, but very beautiful. She likes me to call her the most beautiful woman in Crab Claw Peninsula..."

As he spoke, Green suddenly remembered something and paused.

Not long after, he rubbed his head with a headache. "When I understood the difference between men and women, she often reminded me that the fact that the Kleber family has not perished is a mercy from the new and old gods. If I don't want to marry a Crab Claw Peninsula woman who is as strong as a man, I can only rely on myself."

Green smiled and picked up a piece of wood and threw it into the fire: "She patted me on the shoulder and taught me solemnly: My son, with great power comes great responsibility."

Margery covered her mouth and laughed. Green shrugged and continued, "I was seven years old and complained to my mother. I was still a child."

He showed a helpless expression: "Her response was... Then you should study harder and practice sword skills. I clearly remember her gloating expression at that time."

Giggling, Little Rose bent over with laughter, while Green smiled slightly.

Amidst the laughter, their eyes met. They stared at each other quietly for a while. Little Rose moved closer to Green and whispered, "She is a great mother. She used a unique and wise method to make her son grow up healthily."

"That's why you can easily resist the temptations of Martell...those wanton women, right?"

Little Rose gazed at Green affectionately: "At least, I am special, right, dear?"

"But I want to tell you..."

She raised her hand, and her soft fingers stroked Green's cheeks, nose and lips: "You ignore your own charm, you don't know how much you attract me..."

After offering a passionate kiss, she said in a hoarse voice: "In front of you, I also want to be a wanton woman..."

Little Rose's long skirt had been pushed up to her waist. She grabbed Marigold's hand, pulled it over to touch and wander around, and whispered in her ear: "Just like that night (Chapter 384), do you like it?"

(End of this chapter)