She concluded, "I will never tolerate Golden Rose plotting against my son."
"..." Greene, leaning back in his chair, couldn't help but glance at Cersei.
Ser Jaime said helplessly, "Cersei, Tyrell is an ally of Lannister. Their lady will bear Joffrey an heir…"
Noticing Cersei looking at him as if he were an idiot, he paused and then said, "With us here, no one can harm Joffrey, I promise."
Queen Regent Cersei completely ignored Jaime's advice. Seeing her gaze shift to him, Greene pondered for a moment and said, "Queen Regent Cersei, if you are truly worried, you could find a way to transfer Lord Mace out of King's Landing."
Hearing Greene's suggestion, Queen Regent Cersei's emerald eyes shifted slightly. She took a sip of summer red thoughtfully.
"You two…"
Ser Jaime said helplessly again, "At least let Joffrey and Margaery's wedding go smoothly…"
As he spoke, he noticed a certain ill intention appearing on Cersei's face.
He knew her. Jaime quickly said, "Queen Regent Cersei, this wedding is very important; it concerns Joffrey's Iron Throne."
Actually, Queen Regent Cersei had indeed been tempted to disrupt the wedding just now.
But how could she admit it: "I am not as foolish as you, Ser Jaime."
Hearing Cersei's mockery, Jaime, however, felt relieved: "Let us wish them both well."
Queen Regent Cersei said coldly, "If I hadn't heard the voices of those commoners outside, I might have reluctantly blessed her."
After speaking, she rose from her chair, slightly raised her chin, and said, "Greene, come with me to the study."
She turned and added, "Alone."
Greene felt the ancestral armor on his body, nodded slightly to Jaime, then stood up and followed her.
Ser Jaime's improved mood was once again ruined by another "argument."
Sighing, Jaime had to admit that the wonderfulness between him and Cersei was no longer what it used to be.
He asked himself, what exactly went wrong?!
His gaze shifted to the two who were leaving. Ser Jaime decided to go straight back; he wanted to get a good night's sleep to dispel his fatigue.
But then he thought of Greene's "glee" before he left…
He had asked himself, he actually trusted Greene's character as a knight…
But why couldn't he help but overthink? And why did he always suspect the worst?
He still couldn't find the answer.
Ser Jaime's departing steps, however, unconsciously moved towards the study. He finally convinced himself that he needed to protect Cersei's safety; this was his duty.
The Queen Regent's study in Maegors Holdfast.
"I love your gift, my dear Greene."
As soon as the door closed, Queen Regent Cersei "appeared" in Greene's arms.
She looked up at Greene, her eyes seemingly only for him: "I love your surprise; you make me happy."
Greene's hand on Cersei's slender waist moved "restlessly." He showed a slight smile and said, "I don't know if the negotiation will go smoothly. I just tried it, and I was lucky."
Queen Regent Cersei moved her body and said, "It's your immense courage that brought me victory, my dear Knight."
She curled her lips: "A valiant Knight should receive a personal reward from the Lioness."
Her slender fingers slowly traced circles on Greene's hard breastplate, her expression alluring.
"It's an honor, my Queen Regent, but today…"
Greene's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice a little hoarse, squeezed from his throat.
He paused slightly and said, "Perhaps, you can take advantage of Duke Tywin being busy with today's daytime affairs and enfeoff me first."
Queen Regent Cersei blinked and said, "Lord of the Eyrie?"
After a pause, she frowned slightly: "You mean the Old Lion will enfeoff you as Lord of the Eyrie?"
Greene's gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the expanse of white, his chest slowly rising and falling, and he said, "If it were me, I would use this as an excuse to quickly find a way to make me leave you… leave King's Landing."
As soon as his words fell, Cersei immediately said with anger, "No, you cannot leave!"
When the Lioness's anger surged, Greene naturally stepped back slightly. He grabbed her slender arm and said, "You are the Queen Regent. According to law, you have the right to directly enfeoff my title. So, you don't have to let my conjecture affect your mood."
Because she had no sharp swords by her side, she had even been humiliated by the Dwarf. She would never repeat the same mistake.
She also hadn't forgotten the grievances she had suffered from the Old Lion before her two swords arrived in King's Landing.
After a pause, Queen Regent Cersei raised her head and stared at him, saying, "My dear Greene, the Old Lion will use other means."
Her beautiful eyes became moist: "He certainly won't give up easily."
Greene tightened his grip on Queen Regent Cersei's hands slightly: "Please rest assured, besides the Queen Regent, no one can command the Lord of the Eyrie, and… the Vale only obeys your commands."
Seeing Queen Regent Cersei about to move, Greene released his hands. She leaned against Greene's chest, curved her lips slightly, and said with a regretful tone, "Originally… I wanted to keep it as your nameday gift."
"...This is good. I can look forward to your other gift, my Queen Regent." Greene's hand moved, then he carefully embraced her.
Knock, knock, knock. After the knocking, Ser Jaime's voice came from outside the door: "Queen Regent Cersei."
Queen Regent Cersei first frowned slightly in displeasure, then calmly separated from him, tidied her clothes a little, and said, "You go see, my dear Greene."
After speaking, she walked towards the desk.
After opening the door, Ser Jaime walked in. He raised the wine flask in his hand and said, "Queen Regent, Lord Greene, I have brought you fine wine."
Cersei's cold snort came from the desk. Greene, with his hands behind his back, instructed, "Pour me a glass of wine, if you please, my good attendant."
Ser Jaime glanced sideways at Greene, gritting his teeth, and said, "It's truly an honor, my Lord."
Sitting at the desk, Queen Regent Cersei merely glanced at the two childish men, then picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and began writing on the prepared blank parchment: "By… enfeoffing Greene Crabb as Lord of the Eyrie and Governor of the Vale… granting all feudal taxes of the Vale… all Lords of the Vale shall serve House Clebber as their liege lords… inherited for generations… never ceasing."
At the end, she signed: "Queen Regent, Protector of the Realm, Cersei Lannister."
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