iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 592 The Temptation of Rose 10
Ser Meryn Trant, a member of the Kingsguard who was on guard tonight, raised his foot and winked at Ser Balon who was standing beside him in a daze.

Sir Baron reacted quickly and followed Sir Merlin.

After stopping, Sir Baron looked at the vague figure of the king in the distance and said worriedly: "Sir, if we protect the king here, will the distance be..."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth, but closed it when Sir Merlin looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Young Kingsguard, you must learn as soon as possible not to disturb the king's interest."

Sir Marin's tone was slightly warning. Sir Baron scratched his head and said, "But... the king's safety is the most important thing."

"That was before."

In the puzzled look of Sir Balon, Sir Merin continued: "The Kingsguard used to be the strongest shield to protect the king, but Your Majesty Green..."

As he spoke, a look of hesitation flashed across his face, and he added: "...Now the king's strongest shield is the Kleber soldiers who guard him day and night."

Ser Balon was stunned for a moment. He was a little discouraged: "Has the Kingsguard lost the trust of His Majesty the King?"

Sir Merin looked at the fool again: "If the king doesn't trust him, why would the Kingsguard be here?"

After a moment of silence, Sir Balon suddenly realized something. He unconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "Are our duties different?"

Sir Marin nodded slightly, and before Baron could continue to ask, he took the initiative to speak: "The land ruled by His Majesty Green is very vast, and he needs a legion commander who can lead his troops to war at any time.

The Kingsguard is sworn to serve the king for life, and the Kingsguard represents the finest knights in the Seven Kingdoms. Do you understand that now, Ser Balon Swann?"

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"My knight..."

"I dare not be greedy..."

"Honey, I love you."

"Seven days is enough to satisfy me."

"At least let me get rid of the shackles Tyrell gave me for a while..."

"I also want to be a pure woman for once. My love has made me unable to extricate myself."

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Seven days later.

The carriages escorted by hundreds of cavalrymen were moving slowly, and the morning mist covered the winding forest paths with a layer of hazy white gauze.

"Oh, Miss Margery, you've worked so hard."

Inside the carriage, Maegor Tyrell hugged the haggard Little Rose in a slightly exaggerated manner, and her huge and plump breasts almost popped out of her low collar.

Margaret, whose face was slightly pale, glanced at her gently and joked with her in a hoarse voice: "Meige, the one who is really working hard is the other one."

Hearing this, Mei Ge laughed out loud.

But after a while, Mei Ge looked sad. She buried her head in Little Rose's arms and whispered, "Thank you, Miss Margaret, thank you for trusting me."

Margaret raised her hand and gently stroked Meg's thick hair: "We are sisters."

Mei Ge hugged Little Rose tighter and nodded silently in her arms. After a pause, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Margaret, I'm confused, why are you..."

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Margaret smiled gently and said, "It's okay, just ask."

With red eyes, Mei Ge nodded: "Why did you ask me to avoid him when I brought you... that thing?"

Margaret's eyes were fixed on the blurry window. After a moment's silence, she slowly said, "Do you think I shouldn't avoid him?" After a pause, she opened her rosy lips and said, "Meige, you think so because you don't know that man."

Mei Ge blinked, and Little Rose's gaze shifted to her, with a faint smile on her lips: "Where that man is, no one can hide from his eyes. So, there is no need to be smart."

"..."Looking at the familiar pair of bright eyes in front of him, Mei Ge actually thought he saw Lady Olenna, who was respected as the "Queen of Thorns" by the people of the River Bay.

Mei Ge couldn't help rubbing his eyes, well, it was an illusion.

Margery looked at her with amusement: "What are you thinking about?"

Hearing this, Mei Ge chuckled and said, "Ms. Margaret, you are so charming. Fortunately, I am not a man, otherwise I would have fallen for you long ago."

"I saw you invited several knights to dance..."

The two of them chatted for a while, and Meg paused, restrained the smile on her face, and suddenly said seriously: "Honorable Margaery Tyrell, what is my next mission? Your Knight Meg is at your disposal."

After saying that, she patted her chest, causing her big, plump breasts to ripple.

Margaret chuckled, then she slowly leaned back in her chair and was silent for a long time before she murmured, "I haven't prayed for a long time..."

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"Aha!"

At the training ground of Eastwatch by the Sea, Tyrion stood on the shoulders of the giant Wangwang and said with a grin, "I declare that I am the King of Eastwatch by the Sea!"

Ser Bronn, who had just received a bag of gold dragons, was happy to participate in this king's game. He bowed with a smile and said, "King Tyrion, may you be well!"

"Very good, Hand Bronn!"

Then Tyrion pointed at Jaime, who was looking at the giants curiously. "My Hand, put the Kingslayer in the Dark Cell!"

The black-robed, bearded James glanced up and said, "King, you need at least a hundred jailers to hold the Kingslayer."

Tyrion shrugged, then patted the giant Wangwang: "Let me down."

After the words fell, the giant Wangwang was very obedient, but his way was a little rude. Tyrion exclaimed: "Oh, no!"

The giant Wangwang used his big hand to directly grasp the little dwarf's shoulder, and placed Tyrion on the ground amid the laughter of several people.

After finally standing firm, the embarrassed Tyrion complained angrily: "Palm, use your palm next time, Wangwang, let me stand on your palm!"

At this time, carriages pulled in various foods. The giant Wangwang ignored Tyrion and gathered with other giants.

The snow kicked up by the giant's feet hit Tyrion directly in the face. He stood there, roaring in pain.

"Lord Tyrion."

The young man in the brown fur robe came forward and saluted. Tyrion brushed the snow from his hair and grinned. "Oh, Lord Leyden, I am delighted to see you. And thank you for your help."

Tyrion bowed slightly and said, "You are a reliable man. Thank you again. May the new and old gods bless you."

"It is my honor to serve the former Prime Minister. May the new and old gods bless you."

Leighton smiled slightly, pointed in the direction of the carriage that was unloading food, and said, "According to your instructions, I have collected the food that the giants like, but..."

He spread his hands and continued, "...As for the fresh tree roots you mentioned, I suggest letting the giants do it themselves. The frozen soil is as hard as rock, and it would be difficult for my people to dig those things out."

"You've been very thoughtful."

Tyrion took a step forward with his short legs, pulling Leighton along. He asked in a low voice, "Is there enough food? I used food and safety to convince the giants. If they are not full, the giant leader will definitely eat me as dessert."

(End of this chapter)