Chapter 354 Margaret's Sword Skills (End)

Sir Kevan closed his eyes and remained silent. After a pause, Tyrion spoke with difficulty: "Who is the presiding judge of my trial?"

Sir Kevan, who was leaning against the cell door, moved his body and said: "According to the law, this trial should be heard by the king himself, but the king is not yet an adult, and the presiding judge is the Prime Minister. The defendant is his son, so your father had to invite Duke Mace and Duke Green to join the trial."

Hearing that Green was one of the presiding judges, Tyrion ignited a glimmer of hope, but Sir Kevan ruthlessly reminded: "Whoever speaks for you... is the enemy of Dorne. Enemies, personal relationships cannot override interests. Tyrion, the most important thing is that when the evidence is conclusive, do you still want to pin your hopes on so-called friendship? "

After a pause, he said: "If your friend saves you at the cost of going to war, what can you give him in return? Or, will you be able to repay the losses he suffered for you in the future?"

The ruthless reality made Tyrion feel desperate. He was not the acting prime minister with great power, nor the finance minister who could bargain with the nobles, but... the abandoned child used by Lord Tywin to calm the anger of the Dornish.

Then, thinking that the other presiding judge was the Duke of Mace, Tyrion's despair became deeper. He clearly remembered who killed the Knight of Flowers. The Lannister-Tyrell alliance seemed solid, but the deep hatred did not disappear.

So, even if the Duke of Highgarden looked harmless, Tyrion was always vigilant against him... Haha, what does this have to do with him now? Maybe Lord Tywin took his big head not just to calm the anger of the Dornish.

After a moment of silence, Tyrion came back to his senses and licked his lips. He wanted to drink. At this time... Sir Kevan took a leather wine from his waist and handed it to him through the small window.

"Aha, Uncle Kevan, I love you the most."

After taking a big sip of wine, Tyrion couldn't help but frowned and hissed: "So strong..."

Looking at his nephew, Sir Kevan forced a smile: "I will drink some when I can't sleep. It can help."

Tyrion took a sip of wine and grinned: "I have to remind you, uncle, I am likely to sleep forever, the kind of sleep that I will never wake up."

He laughed: "And the body and head are separated. I didn't expect it... The way I went to Dorne to play is really special."

After a pause, hearing his uncle's sad sigh, Tyrion suddenly said: "Uncle Kevan, can I ask for a trial by combat?"

Trial by combat is a tradition derived from the Seven Gods Faith and the Andals. The conflicting parties can go to the battlefield in person or choose someone to fight for them. The party that survives the competition wins the trial.

Ser Kevan nodded first, then glanced at Tyrion who looked expectant, and said: "Do you want Jaime to be your acting knight?"

Tyrion nodded: "My brother is the strongest swordsman in the Seven Kingdoms. His sword will help me prove my innocence under the witness of the Seven Gods."

Ser Kevan once again broke Tyrion's dream: "Before you judge, Jaime will lead his troops to the Riverlands."

In Tyrion's stunned eyes, he explained: "Most of the sworn knights we sent to the Riverlands died in battle. Lord Tywin ordered me to summon the free riders of King's Landing. There is no better leader in Lannister than Jaime."

After a pause, he He added: "Tyrion, the king's wedding is coming soon, and the lion must quickly deal with the wolf cubs harassing the king's territory, otherwise we will become the laughing stock of the Seven Kingdoms."

"Heh, we..."

Tyrion held the window frame tightly: "Uncle Kevan, please believe me, even if there is no little Stark, Lord Tywin will find an excuse to let his beloved eldest son leave King's Landing."

Sir Kevan frowned and said: "Tyrion, you are also the son of Lord Tywin."

"Yes, I am indeed his son, but I am a dwarf. I am the shame and stain that he must wash away. I have known it for a long time, my uncle." Gulp, gulp, Tyrion drank a big mouthful of wine.

After a solemn silence, Ser Kevan said tiredly: "Think about it again. If there is something that can prove your innocence, I will do everything I can to help you find it. I promise you on the honor of being a Lannister."

Turning his head, Tyrion raised his chin for a while, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Thank you, uncle."

Although the voice was not loud, Ser Kevan still heard it, and he shook his head silently.

After a pause, Tyrion looked at Ser Kevan again and said, "Uncle, please help me find Ser Bronn. Tell him that I have prepared a golden dragon, a golden dragon beyond his imagination."

Ser Kevan did not agree immediately. He stared at his anxious nephew for a while, then slowly said, "Your captain of the guard... Blackwater Knight has gone to Stokeworth Castle. He will soon hold a wedding with Countess Tanda's second daughter, Lollys."

Lollys was pregnant with Bronn's child. If he got married with the blessing of Countess Tanda, he would have taken a solid step among the nobles of the kingdom, and it would also be the most difficult step.

But... Tyrion remembered that Countess Tanda was very dissatisfied with Doron, a new knight who was born as a mercenary... Who helped him?

Tyrion's eyes suddenly paused: "Uncle Kevan, did my good sister match Bronn and Lollys's marriage?"

Hearing this, Ser Kevan moved his lips and sighed, "I only heard that your sister sent someone to send a blessing gift."

"Aha, well done. Countess Tanda has always wanted to please Cersei. How well done. She used a demented woman (retarded Loris) to easily block my chance of survival. "

Tyrion's eyes turned red: "Yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago. Even if there was no old lion, the lioness would try her best to get James to leave King's Landing. She would also wish for me to die!"

Thinking of Cersei, Sir Kevan couldn't help but frown, and he said: "Tyrion, I will warn her."

With his generous back leaving the rough cell door, Ser Kevan turned to look at Tyrion and said, "What are you going to do next?"

Tyrion grinned: "I will personally go into battle and kill the acting knights of the Dornish people. I am the strongest killer who has personally killed the Red Viper. The bards and singers will go crazy for the little devil."

Sir Kevan looked at his nephew and said, "Think about it carefully. I'll come back tomorrow."

"If you need anything, tell the guard outside the door."

Sir Kevan walked away, paused, and Tyrion suddenly called: "Uncle?"

"Have you thought of anything?" Sir Kevan stopped.

Tyrion's face was almost stuck in the small window of the cell door. He looked at Sir Kevan with difficulty: "Uncle, believe me, I did not kill the Red Viper."

Ser Kevan looked back at his nephew and nodded: "I know, Tyrion, I know."

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"Duke Green, you are like a knight blessed by the gods."

The sun shines through the mottled leaves, casting soft light and shadow. Green and Margaery are walking side by side.

The Maiden Gardens bloom with brilliant colors and enchanting fragrances.

"Miss Margaery, you are born with the best things in the world. All the seven countries know that you are the favored one of the gods in heaven."

The two looked at each other, Green had a smile on his face, and Margaery flexed her fingers.

Under the shade of the tree, Margaery paused and said leisurely: "Duke Greene, since I came to the Red Castle, I have often had trouble falling asleep. In the name of government affairs, I take the liberty to invite you for a walk..."

She raised her head and looked at Green: "I think...finding more acquaintances in this strange Red Castle may be able to soothe my uneasy heart."

Green looked at Margery's slightly pale face and asked with concern: "...Have you found the reason?"

Margery put her hands behind her back, pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "I thought about it carefully, maybe the days before the wedding were too peaceful..."

After a pause, she suddenly said: "Maybe it's because the last incomplete marriage... left me with too deep a memory."

Hearing this, Green frowned: "Miss Margery, is there anyone talking about this?"

Margaery shook her head slightly: "I just...I don't know why I often think about that time recently. What I mean is...I suddenly got on the carriage heading to the Stormland. At that time...I didn't even know what happened. …”

She seemed to be lost in memories: "I still remember that it was drizzling that night. I was very scared, but I kept telling myself that I was Tyrell of Highgarden. No matter how scared I was, I could not shed tears. Later, I knew that I actually wanted to Marrying Renly...I can't describe in words how desperate I was, but I didn't dare to express it. I could only play my role well."

Green sighed softly and said: "The situation at that time was too complicated. Renly almost confused the entire Seven Kingdoms."

He glanced at Margaery, whose eyes were slightly red, hesitated for a moment, and said: "My Miss Margaery, please don't worry. Although not many people talk about it, everyone actually knows that he is different... Hobby."

He stroked his chest: "Please forgive me for my offense."

Margaery shook her head slightly and looked at him with her wet deer eyes: "Duke Greene, we have been friends for a long time. I am very grateful for your candor."

She placed her slender hand on Green's chest: "I also want to tell you that you are the most outstanding knight I have ever seen..."

She moved closer: "I saw the legendary knight sung in poems and songs."

Their eyes met, and after a pause, Green's left hand gently held her hand, and then... placed it on his right arm.

"To be honest, I have never been so nervous when facing tens of thousands of troops, beautiful lady."

Green moved his right arm and said in a slightly helpless tone: "The knight's beating heart has not calmed down yet. Please allow me to take you to continue walking."

Margaery let out a clear laugh: "I'm very happy."

She held Green's arm with both hands and looked up at him: "Please lead the way, Knight Green."

After walking aimlessly for a while, Margery suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then she glanced at the soft carpet-like grass with a happy expression, and said: "Maybe what really worries me is that I am worried that I will not be a good king. Wife and Queen of the Seven Kingdoms."

After saying that, Margaery first let go of Green, then lifted her skirt slightly and took off her delicate shoes. Green's eyes inadvertently caught sight of a pair of bare feet that looked even whiter against the green grass.

The instep of her feet was arched gracefully, and she stepped slowly on the green grass. She murmured: "I like this feeling so much..."

She walked a few steps and said, "Duke Greene, do you believe I can be the queen of the Seven Kingdoms?"

Green's eyes trembled slightly, and she slowly approached: "Are you looking forward to the new queen of the Seven Kingdoms?"

A look of hesitation flashed across Green's face. He moved his lips to speak, but Margery, who came closer, gently placed her raised index finger on his lips.

She looked at him: "Duke Greene, if you are willing, I can promise you that Joffrey and I's child... will be betrothed to your child."

Green's Adam's apple rolled. After her fingers left, he said, "What are your conditions..."

Margery stared at him motionless with a smile on her lips.

Green opened his mouth, and finally sighed: "Miss Margery, please give me some time to think about it."

Margaery was very gentle. She smiled softly: "Of course, wonderful things are worth looking forward to, Duke Green."

Green rubbed his head, then looked at the sun and made a gesture of invitation: "I'll take you back, Miss Margery."

After bidding farewell to Margaery and leaving his maiden home, Sir Unguy approached Green and lowered his voice: "My lord, Osney Kettleblack has been following Miss Tyrell. He was hiding in the garden just now."

Green tapped his chin: "Keep him first."

He glanced in the direction of Magta, then back at Maiden House, and said as he walked: "Ange, go tell the captain in gold robes guarding the dungeon that this afternoon... I will go visit Tyrion."

Maiden's home.

Meg Tyrell said with an exaggerated expression: "Oh, my poor Elro, don't look anymore, Duke Green has gone away."

Ello Tyrell blushed slightly and said, "I'm not looking at him, I'm just confused..."

Margaery pursed her lips and smiled: "My Elo, what are you wondering about?"

Megge laughed: "Miss Margery, she can't answer you, I promise."

Elo's little fist lightly punched Meige: "I seem to have seen Megta's guard. Why did he appear here... I have seen him before. He has a big aquiline nose, which is easy to recognize."

She hit Mei Ge again and said angrily: "I will soon find my handsome knight."

Meige hugged Ai Luo, whose cheeks were red, and said with a smile: "We will all help you, affectionate girl."

Margaery smiled and shook her head and said, "Help me change my skirt, grandma is waiting for me."

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dungeon.

Tyrion lay on the bed, staring blankly at the bedspread above.

"Duke Kleb, the Prime Minister has an order... uh..."

Hearing the movement outside, Tyrion suddenly came back to his senses. He straightened up and looked at the cell door.

Soon he heard the sound of unlocking, then the door was opened, and Green's figure appeared at the door.

Green walked in, looked around casually, and said, "It seems that you live here very comfortably, Tyrion."