The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The Red Keep's chapel was still filled with sorrow and a smell of corruption that made people want to pinch their noses.

"Prime Minister Mace Tyrell, here we are."

The whispered prayers of the nuns and maids were interrupted by the master of ceremonies' chanting, but they soon resumed.

Prime Minister?

Margaery, who was kneeling beside Tommen, looked sideways and happened to see her father coming with his head held high. Seeing his smug look, she pursed her lips and suppressed her smile.

After standing up, she bowed gently to the Duke of Mace: "Prime Minister."

The afterglow of the setting sun cast colorful rainbow light through the crystal of the dome, and the Prime Minister's necklace worn by the Duke of Mace sparkled.

The daughter's voice was so beautiful, and the Duke of Mace's voice was full of fatherly love: "My Margaery."

He took a quick look at Margaery's haggard face and extremely simple dress: "Oh, my daughter, you must be very sad, I should have come earlier."

Margaery smiled softly: "I feel relieved to see my father."

"Duke of Mace." At this time, Tommen held Marga's hand. He was in a much better state today than yesterday.

The Duke of Mace discovered the little king at this time, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "I express my condolences to you, Your Majesty."

Seeing that the little king had been staring at the Prime Minister's necklace on his body, the Duke of Mace bowed slightly and said: "The greatest honor is to serve Your Majesty. I am willing to fulfill the duties of the King's Hand with this humble body, and I will do my best to sacrifice my life."

Tommen looked up, and Margaery smiled gently in return.

After a pause, he looked at the Duke of Mace again: "Thank you, it is an honor for me and the kingdom, my Prime Minister."

After the Duke of Mace expressed his condolences beside Cersei's sarcophagus, he went to the small hall with Margaery.

Hua La La————

After signaling others to leave, Margaery poured a glass of summer red and handed it to the Duke of Mace.

"Congratulations again, you are the first Prime Minister of the Tyrell family. I am very proud to be your daughter, father."

Taking the wine glass, the Duke of Mace touched his beard and laughed: "Cheers, my children, the future queen of the Seven Kingdoms."

The smiling elk eyes trembled slightly, and Margaery also picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said: "Father, was the meeting with the Regent Green pleasant?"

Seeing his daughter's curiosity, the Duke of Inflatable Fish excitedly recounted the intense and wonderful negotiation process between the Golden Rose and Marigold, and also informed the results of the negotiation.

"… There are no secrets in the Red Castle. After all, this is related to the honor of the Crabbe family. Green has tried his best to solve the problem for us."

The Duke of Mace patted his daughter lightly and assured: "Don't worry, Margaery, the Tyrells will not allow other families to dream."

Finally, thinking that he was already the Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms, he used euphemistic and strong words: "If nothing unexpected happens, the Tyrells are destined to be upgraded to the Queen's family."

If nothing unexpected happens...

Margaery's fingers were slightly bent. For some reason, this ordinary word made her heart suddenly skip a beat.

She suppressed this inexplicable panic and showed a perfect lady's smile: "Father, you are destined to become the most outstanding leader in the history of the Tyrells."

Hearing the good wishes from Little Rose, the Duke of Inflatable Fish laughed heartily.

After the father and daughter toasted each other happily, the Duke of Metz pondered for a moment and said, "There are still six years, which is not a short time, but not too long."

After a pause, he patted his daughter's slender arm and said, "You are the light of Highgarden. I believe in you, my daughter." "I will, please rest assured, father."

Taking another sip of summer red, Margaret's brown eyes moved slightly, and she casually mentioned another thing: "I found that the regent has talked about the war that year several times in public, and his position is somewhat inclined to the other side. Father, This makes me feel "surprised". "

The Duke of Mace stroked his beard and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, he mentioned this today, but... it's not too surprising, after all, they shed so much blood back then."

There was a trace of sadness in Margaery's voice: "War is often accompanied by new hatreds in addition to old hatreds."

The Duke of Mace seemed to be sighing: "So, the everlasting Rose Family must at least stand on the side of victory."

Although her father didn't care about her euphemistic reminder, or it was possible that he didn't hear her hint. However, Margaery was not in a hurry. She knew the Duke of Highgarden. At this time, he couldn't listen to anything other than praise.

Moreover, the friendship between the Golden Rose and the Marigold was related to the stability of the Iron Throne. Tyrell needed her father to show others their solid friendship outside.

With her secret "surveillance", she believed that Tyrell could successfully pass the six-year regent's reign and usher in Tommen's adult rule.

Margaery's eyes curved into crescents, and she smiled: "I will remember it, father."

Six years...

"By the way, I think the people of the Seven Kingdoms are looking forward to the first decree of the new Prime Minister as much as I am..."

"Before coming here, I went to the Prime Minister's Tower. It is almost in ruins (Chapter 403). I plan to repair it first, preferably rebuild it, to show the outside world the power of Tyrell..."

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That night, Green invited Mace Tyrell and Arianne Martell to have a simple dinner together.

During the meal, after the Reach and Dorne had established friendly relations with each other, Green mentioned to them the plan to severely crack down on the "evil men" in King's Landing.

Minister of Justice, Arianne, expressed her concerns: "Your Highness Green, if the punishment is doubled, will it cause a riot among the people?"

Green did not deny: "It is indeed possible that this will happen."

"The armies of Tyrell and Crab are enough to deal with any crisis. And..."

As he said this, Duke Mace waved his hand: "... If the people are full, they will not be very interested in joining in riots and other actions. Regent Green, I will have people double the bread to help you eliminate the sins of King's Landing."

Bread of roses...

After a moment of silence, Green raised his glass: "The kingdom will remember your contribution. Cheers, Prime Minister Mace."

Amid the toast and laughter, Princess Arianne deeply realized for the first time that Dorne was really... too far away from the King's City.

Green's eyes moved, looking at Princess Martell who seemed to be distracted: "Your Highness Arianne, Crabbe and Tyrell's army cannot stay in King's Landing for a long time, and the time when they have enough deterrence is the most precious. I hope you can make good use of it."

He raised his glass again: "May your reputation spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms."

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On the same night, the Maester Tower of the Red Keep.

Pycelle, the Grand Maester and Chief Advisor of the Regent, put down the parchment in his hand, looked at the young man standing respectfully at the table, and scolded: "Your words are too euphemistic. I told you that I don't want a wonderful love story!"