iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 593 Blank Pardon
[I’m back after being lazy, haha ​​TT]

Leighton smiled again, leaning slightly towards Tyrion, and said, "Please rest assured, I have specially prepared a chef for the giants."

Tyrion limped along, slightly surprised: "Cook?"

Leighton slowed down his pace and shrugged. "Specifically, they are a group of strong chefs. His Majesty Green ordered me to select these people for each legion."

Tyrion nodded, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

"His Majesty?"

"Yes, your Majesty."

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After swallowing the last piece of meat and drinking the ale in the cup, Tyrion finally "digested" the news that Green was crowned the King of the Seven Kingdoms.

And, another piece of news, Daenerys Targaryen returns to King's Landing with her three dragons.

"Hiccup~"

Tyrion first burped for a long time, then combed his messy hair with his fingers and murmured: "The legendary dragon..."

Ser Bronn, who was sitting opposite, picked up the wooden bowl and gulped down the remaining broth.

He casually wiped the soup on his beard with his palm: "Lord Tyrion, you seem to be in a good mood?"

Tyrion leaned back in his chair, glanced at Jaime, who was eating silently across from him, and grinned: "I just thought of Aegon the Conqueror."

"I know him."

Ser Bronn chuckled: "I heard that the Church of the Seven doesn't like him because he has two legal wives at the same time."

Tyrion raised an eyebrow. "So, that's what you envy? Or are you jealous, sellsword?"

Ser Bronn took the cup, took a big sip of ale, and grinned slowly: "Unfortunately, that is the power of the conqueror alone."

"Hey, a castle can't have two mistresses, otherwise it will end in war sooner or later."

Seeing Tyrion's serious words, Ser Bronn scratched his chin and said seriously, "Like... there won't be two beast kings in the forest?"

Tyrion shrugged. "That's true, but..."

He leaned forward, resting his hands on the edge of the table, and said obscenely, "If I were the king, I would immediately restore the lord's virginity."

Ser Bronn's shoulders shook as he laughed. "I am so sorry you are not king, my Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion chuckled, then looked at Jaime, who was chewing white bread without any taste: "Hey, white knight in black robes, what do you think of my idea?"

Hearing this, Sir James paused, swallowed the food in his mouth, and then slowly said: "You will be very popular, dwarf."

Tyrion pushed his cup toward Bronn's table. "That's a very good idea."

After a pause, Tyrion sighed.

He took the cup filled with wine from Ser Bronn, took a sip, and said leisurely, "I originally planned to use this method to win the hearts of the lords of the west after I inherited Casterly Rock."

As he finished speaking, Ser Bronn grinned silently, and Ser Jaime suddenly looked up.

The two looked at each other, and Tyrion smiled: "Do you feel regretful too, Jaime?"

Ser Jaime clenched his fist and whispered, "The Lannisters have lost Casterly Rock."

Hearing this, Tyrion slowly grinned: "Why?"

Without waiting for James's response, he asked again: "For a woman? Because of a woman?"

James' broad chest rose and fell, he closed his eyes and said, "It's all my fault."

"Haah~"

Tyrion sneered, stared at Jaime's dark face for a while, and suddenly said, "Don't you hate our great King Green?"

As his voice fell, the table fell silent. After a pause, Ser Bronn's hands appeared, one hand extended to Tyrion, the other to Jaime: "Hush money, my lords."

Seeing Bronn's actions, Tyrion touched his waist out of habit, and then he remembered... that he was already an extremely poor dwarf.

"Me and his."

A heavy purse fell into Bronn's hand. He smiled gracefully and said, "Thank you, Master Jaime, for the reward."

Seeing this, Tyrion couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. He had no money left, and he had to be careful of this mercenary who might betray him at any time.

Ser Jaime studied Bronn for a moment, then looked back at Tyrion. "Cersei is dead."

After a pause, he added, "He promised me that Tommen and Myrcella would be safe."

"Yes, his words are as good as gold."

After a pause, Tyrion spread his hands and said, "He is better than the old lion in this respect. At least he did not harm the children for power."

Ser Jaime was silent for a moment, then he managed to say, "Tyrion, father is dead too."

"Yes, he died at the hands of his well-behaved grandson... no, he died at the hands of his own grandson's sword." Tyrion said as he climbed down from the wooden chair.

Before leaving, he looked around and said, "By the way, why didn't I see my lovely cousin?"

Jaime's face was calm, but the whites of his eyes were covered with fine bloodshot. "Lancel is staring at Stannis."

"Now that you are wearing black, be firm this time, White Knight."

Tyrion turned and raised his right hand, waving it behind him.

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Outside the restaurant, Tyrion looked up at the dark sky. Seeing Ser Bronn finally appear, he frowned and said, "Why did you come out just now, mercenary?"

Ser Bronn apologized gracefully, then said, "The honorable Lord Jaime is more interested in the price of the mercenaries."

Hearing this, Tyrion's eyes widened. "You're betraying again?"

Shaking his head in denial, Ser Bronn said flatteringly, "I will always be yours, Master Tyrion, at least... until I am sure you can no longer afford my sellswords."

Tyrion's smile froze for a moment. He patted his empty pockets and raised his chin. "My wealth is beyond your imagination."

After saying this, Tyrion put his hands behind his back and walked ahead, with Ser Bronn following respectfully behind him.

Turning into a small path, Ser Bronn came to Tyrion's side and said suddenly, "My lord, you don't seem surprised at all by the news of King Green's coronation?"

Tyrion paused for a moment but quickly recovered. He looked over warily and said, "Bron, are you going to betray me?"

Ser Bronn showed a puzzled look, and he shouted again: "No one can doubt my loyalty to His Majesty Green. This is an insult to my honor!"

Hearing this, Bronn looked suspiciously at the dwarf who had suddenly turned into a knight.

Tyrion coughed awkwardly, then walked to the other side with a smile on his face: "Oh, Leighton, we meet again."

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In a shabby study in Eastwatch, Tyrion stared at the parchment in his hand, his pupils slightly constricted. "This is... a pardon, blank (Chapter 518)?"

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Throne room, royal meeting.

Green sat upright in the large king's chair and paused. Then his voice rang out: "Next topic."

Sitting around the long table of the royal council were Prime Minister Mace Tyrell, Princess Arianne Nymmellos Martell, Grand Maester Pycelle, Lord Brynden Tully, Lord Matus Rowan, and... Willas Tyrell, the heir to Highgarden, who was attending the royal council meeting as the Prime Minister's advisor.

The old Pycelle glanced at the people present, his maester's necklace trembling, "Your Majesty, my Lords, the next item... His Majesty the King has allowed Earl Giles Rosby to return to Rosby City to recuperate (Chapter 560). We need to select a new Chancellor of the Exchequer as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)