Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Viserys knew immediately that Jaime's claim that he had coerced Tyrion into taking him to him was utter nonsense.

While others may not know the depth of their brotherly bond, Viserys does.

Therefore, upon seeing Jaime, he used the power of the Old Gods to distract himself and find the moment when Jaime and Tyrion met. He overheard every word they said and drew these conclusions: the shorter the time span, the faster Viserys would regain consciousness.

He hadn't expected that after experiencing so many setbacks, James would still have the same spoiled childlike personality.

“But I can tell you, James.”

"Even if you die in King's Landing, someone like Cersei won't regret it."

That's the truth. Anyone who knows Cersei knows she's an extremely self-centered person, except when it comes to her children.

Even with her own children, Cersei's patience has its limits. Ultimately, Cersei's focus is always on herself. She is also a spoiled child. However, no matter what setbacks she experiences, she will eventually get back up. The Lannister twins are truly cut from the same cloth, both in appearance and personality.

If Jaime really did die in King's Landing, Cersei would be very sad to hear it, but sadness would not mean regret. She would accept the news of Jaime's death and continue living her life until one day she completely forgets him.

Viserys guessed what James was thinking and then spoke frankly.

But when Jaime heard Viserys's words, a look of resentment immediately appeared on his face. He seemed unwilling to believe that Cersei would be indifferent to the news of his death.

"Oh?"

"You mean... how could I possibly know Cersei?"

However, Viserys noticed the subtle change in Jaime's expression, as if he could read Jaime's mind, and immediately raised an eyebrow.

“Cersei…”

He leaned back in his chair, his hand resting on the desk in front of him, calmly observing the expression on James's face. He recalled the beautiful blonde woman and her wanton cries, tapped his fingers lightly on the desk a few times, and then shook his head.

“I think you’re not really interested in these processes.”

James paused for a moment, then his expression changed slightly.

...

As the most infamous knights in the Seven Kingdoms, it was difficult to say at that time whether Gregor Clegane, the Mountain, or Jaime Lannister had a worse reputation.

The Demon Mountain is known for its cruel methods, often massacring and burning down entire villages, committing rape, plunder, and all sorts of atrocities.

Jaime Lannister, however, did not do such a thing; on the contrary, everyone considered him a great warrior.

For when he was clad in his snow-white armor and cloak and wielding his longsword, few in the Seven Kingdoms could rival him, whether on horseback or on foot. Moreover, Jaime upheld the honor of being a knight, except for the crime of 'king slaying'.

But it was this single charge that shattered all of Jaime Lannister's honors.

Because he was a member of the most renowned knightly order in the Seven Kingdoms, the Kingsguard was an elite guard established from its inception to protect the royal bloodline.

But Jaime betrayed the king he served and killed him with his own hands, thus bearing this unforgivable crime. No matter what Jaime does, it is seen as sinful by others.

However, the once proud golden-haired knight disdained to offer any explanation, for he believed that 'a lion need not care what the ants under its feet are thinking.'

So, despite being condemned by many, why did Jaime kill the Mad King?

Jaime slit his throat with his own hands, then sat on the Iron Throne, his blood-stained sword laid across his knees, watching him breathe his last, the reason unknown to anyone.

The return of the long-lost 'Kingslayer' to King's Landing to confess his crimes has become a major topic of discussion recently, second only to the High Council of Mankind.

But this only applies to the nobles of the empire and the common people of the capital, because only those who understand this chaotic history know the hidden meaning behind it.

Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer, has agreed to plead guilty and is being tried in the throne room of the Red Keep. Meanwhile, the princes and governors of the eastern continent of King's Landing can't resist coming over to join in the fun during their free time.

The throne room, which could accommodate five hundred people, was packed with people. Apart from a few princes and governors from the Eastern Continent, the rest were filled with nobles from the empire.

Most of the ministers of the King's Landing are gathered here, including even the seriously ill Mithril, who has come despite his ailing condition.

Mistoin's health is not very good, and Viserys feels that he will not make it through the year.

However, after his death, Viserys will also gather his soul and, like Jon Clinton, build a shrine for him, allowing him to return to Casterly Rock as a patron saint to protect his family.

The ministers of the Council of Kings, including War Minister Kagor, personal advisor Tyrion Lannister, and Agriculture Minister Allister Floren, were present.

Meanwhile, the Minister of Crafts, Tob Moso, was busy leading his apprentices to forge the Dragon-Slaying Spear for His Majesty the Emperor, and therefore did not come over.

Chancellor of the Exchequer Velas Tyrell was also present, and his sister, Margaery Tyrell, was clearly dressed up.

She stood beside her brother, adorned with bright jewelry and wearing a beautiful long dress, looking quite radiant and charming.

Recently, some rumors have been circulating in King's Landing that Lady Margaery Tyrell is actually His Majesty's secret lover.

However, these rumors only circulated briefly and quickly disappeared due to the lack of supporting evidence.

However, the people of King's Landing consider Lady Tyrell to be beautiful and kind-hearted, often giving alms and money to the poor, and she enjoys a high reputation among them.

Therefore, they felt that Margaret was absolutely worthy of Viserys, and they were happy that His Majesty the Emperor would marry another. There are always people who enjoy themselves, no matter which world they live in, and such a beautiful girl shouldn't be wasted on someone else.

Robb, who is still in King's Landing, was somewhat taken aback by the rumor and even declared that he would duel with the rumor-mongers.

However, those who spread these rumors certainly wouldn't stand up and duel Robb.

However, this incident only strengthened Robb's resolve to leave.

He decided not to return to the North to inherit his family business, but instead to board a ship to another world to make a name for himself and earn respect when the Empire organized an expedition to the Eastern Continent.

Chapter 807 Execution

And in the trial at the Red Fort.

The throne room was brightly lit, with towering stone pillars supporting the dome of the hall. Beneath the pillars, a ring of blazing flames illuminated everyone present, bringing warmth and dispelling the chill.

The Unsullied soldiers stood guard with cold expressions, holding round shields and spears, while the imperial nobles who were observing the trial stood silently on both sides of the throne room.

Splash...

Not long after, the sound of metal scraping came from outside the doors of the throne room in the distance, and Jaime Lannister, the White Knight who had committed regicide, was brought in.

Two Unsullied soldiers followed behind him without shoving him, allowing him to walk through the walkway in the throne room facing the Iron Throne and then to the judgment seat.

The imperial nobles who were watching the trial couldn't help but look over. Some of them had never seen the 'King Killer' before and were curious about his appearance. Most of these were new nobles who had been born after the establishment of the empire.

There are still quite a few nobles from Robert's time and even the time of King Aerys in the throne room. Some of them have seen Jaime before, but seeing his changes now, they can't help but feel a little emotional.

The knight, now only thirty-four years old, was no longer the handsome and dashing man he once was, with flowing blond hair. He had become someone with deep eyes and a stubble beard, but he was still recognizable as Jaime Lannister.

Time is a cruel mistress, but more than anything, it evokes the bitter realization that life on the run was far from easy, turning the once-mighty Lannister into a "wild dog under the village tree."

The trial of the 'Kingslayer' went very smoothly. After all, he was a member of the Kingsguard who had sworn a sacred oath, yet he murdered his own king, an unforgivable crime.

Therefore, when he was sentenced to death and hanged, James looked somewhat dejected, but he did not argue and simply nodded.

"Ah."

"This is the punishment I deserve."

Meanwhile, Tyrion, standing in the crowd, became somewhat anxious upon hearing his words.

"James!"

"Quickly request to be dressed in black!"

He couldn't help but whisper a reminder, as Tyrion was standing not far from Jaime, but Jaime ignored Tyrion's warning.

Instead, he became lost in his own world, and then continued speaking.

I once had a dream...

“I dreamt of my five sworn brothers: Oswell Hoan, Jon Darryl, Levin Martell, the White Bull, and the Sword of the Morning.”

"And among them, the Prince of Dragonstone, wearing a crown shrouded in mist and sorrow, walked toward me with his long hair flowing."

Jaime was recounting his dream, and everyone in the throne room, except for the anxious Tyrion, held their breath.

They knew, of course, that the 'Prince of Dragonstone' Jaime was referring to was not Daenerys, but rather the Emperor's older brother, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen.

"Then His Highness's body burst into flames, emitting a cold light that shifted between black, white, and red."

He said to me...'I entrusted my wife and children to you, James!'

"But you killed them!"

Jaime mimicked Rhaegar's questioning tone, his voice echoing in the silent hall.

Everyone present felt a chill run down their spine upon hearing this, and some even looked up at the ceiling above them, as if they were truly seeing Rhaegar's ghost questioning Jaime, fearing that Rhaegar was watching them from the very spot.

When Rhaegar was preparing to leave King's Landing to lead an army to quell a rebellion, Jaime requested to join the campaign, but Rhaegar refused.

Rhaegar left Jaime in King's Landing to guard the king, his wife, and their two children.

The blond knight, whose hair was already streaked with gray, trembled slightly as he recalled the words from his dream.

He recalled the scene when he and Rhaegar parted ways in the courtyard of the Red Keep. Jaime Lannister was only seventeen years old then, but now, after wandering around, he was twice as old.

Jaime never imagined that his parting with Rhaegar would be their last, nor did he foresee the many things that would happen afterward, which would even destroy his life.

"And I, facing the questions from His Highness and my five sworn brothers, do not know how to answer..."

"I never expected my father to lay a hand on them."

Jaime looked both fearful and confused before being led by Unsullied soldiers to the execution ground outside the throne room.

The throne room was completely silent, except for the clanking of Jaime's chains as he walked out. Tyrion finally couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to plead for his brother, asking Viserys to give Jaime a chance to wear the black robes.

This was something Viserys had promised him beforehand: if Jaime requested to wear the black robes after the verdict, Viserys would grant it. Whether Jaime would be eligible to wear the black robes depended on what he said and how he said it during the public trial in the throne room.

Unfortunately, Jaime did not request to wear the black robes after the trial, and Tyrion's request was rejected by Jaime himself. After a period of inner struggle, Jaime was now determined to die and only wanted to end it all as soon as possible.

The kingslayer was then led to the execution ground, a noose was placed around his neck, and the executioner was none other than Sandor Clegane, now the Lord Chief of the Royal Guard.

His half-face was still contorted in a grotesque, burn-ravaged mess, with sharp cheekbones, thick eyebrows, and gray eyes. He wore the golden armor of a royal enforcer, and held a large sword used for beheading in his hands in front of him.

Sandor looked at James with a complicated expression, then spat in his palm, rubbed his rough hands together, and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

“I started killing when I was twelve years old, and the number of people who have died at my hands is countless, including ancient noble families, fat millionaires in velvet, and arrogant noble knights.”

“Your father… Lord Tywin Lannister died by my hand. I never thought you would die by my hand as well. Both of you, father and son, died here.”

"This might just be a kind of dog shit destiny."

Sandor's voice was somewhat rough, but one could still hear a hint of regret in it. Sandor acknowledged that James was a great warrior.

"Let's get started."

"Good dog."

However, James didn't seem to be in the mood to chat and reminisce with Sandor. He just glanced at the other man and felt the rope around his neck.