As soon as Gryn entered King's Landing, he learned from Geoffrey that the big shots in King's Landing gathered at Great Sept of Baelor.
Gryn made a sudden move and drove directly to Red Keep.
Red Keep, Maegor's Holdfast.
When approaching Maegor's Holdfast, the keen Gryn noticed the solemn atmosphere.
Gryn frowned, flicked his blue cloak, and quickened his pace.
Ta-ta-ta... In the empty Maegor's Holdfast there is only the sound of Gryn's rapid footsteps.
When Gryn approached Queen's Bedchamber, he quickly discovered Jaime·Lannister standing outside the door.
Jaime's face was dark, and he stood there looking slightly embarrassed.
Gryn glanced at the ajar door and said politely, "Good day, Ser Jaime, where is Your Highness Queen?"
Jaime smiled bitterly and reached out to pat Gryn's arm, "Good day. Cersei...Queen, today is inconvenient..."
Before Jaime could finish speaking, the voice of Cersei·Lannister came from the room.
"You guys come in!"
Gryn and Jaime look at each other.
Gryn: Why is it inconvenient?
Jaime: Let's go in and take a look!
Gryn curled his lips, retracted his gaze, reached out and pushed open the door, and entered Queen's Bedchamber together with Jaime.
Cersei Queen, wearing a burgundy strapless dress, was sitting beside the bed.
The red mark on her left cheek was very conspicuous, but she had no intention of hiding it.
Cersei straightened his waist and raised his smooth chin slightly.
Before Gryn and the others saluted, Cersei's green eyes moved slightly and said, "Lord Gryn, come here."
Gryn's figure paused for a moment, and without stopping, he walked to Cersei and lowered his figure.
Gryn glanced at Cersei's red and swollen cheeks, and said with suppressed anger in his voice, "This... the king did this?!"
Cersei did not speak, but Gryn saw a thin layer of mist emerging from those beautiful eyes.
She is playing me...Cersei is not a weak woman!
Gryn sighed inwardly at Cersei's talent. She knew certain characteristics of men very well.
The atmosphere has been heightened to this point. In order to maintain a consistent character, Lord Gryn cannot back down.
At this moment, Jaime gave Gryn a sense of security.
Gryn's eyes were filled with cold light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Cersei Queen, please give the order, I will kill him immediately!"
Cersei leaned down, reached out and put Gryn's head into his arms.
The corners of her lips curled up imperceptibly.
So soft...Gryn I'm wondering if I should wear a helmet next time.
"Gryn, this is a medal of honor."
Cersei stroked the hair on the back of Gryn's head and said, "What really makes me angry is that Robert dares to threaten me with Joffrey! He wants to send Joffrey to Storm's End and wants to forcefully separate our mother and son."
Gryn spoke in a muffled voice, "Your Highness Queen, what do you want to do?"
Cersei felt the warmth, and the corners of his lips curled up.
She slowly lowered her head, and after leaving a warm kiss on the top of Gryn's head, she released Gryn, whose body was a little stiff.
Boss Cersei is very skilled at handling men... Gryn was stunned for a moment before he stood up, took steps forward and stood next to Jaime as if nothing had happened.
Well, Westeros men only pay attention to one thing, cough!
Gryn took back his thoughts and looked at Cersei.
"Jaime, Gryn! That drunkard dared to threaten my son. I can't swallow this breath."
Thinking of Robert threatening herself, Cersei's anger was once again ignited.
Jaime said, "Cersei Queen, we will find a way."
After saying that, Jaime tapped his chin imperceptibly.
Cersei's eyes trembled slightly, his anger immediately dissipated, and the corners of his lips raised happily.
Gryn seemed unaware of the secret interaction between Cersei and Jaime.
Gryn lowered his head slightly and thought for a while, then said, "Your Highness Queen, I heard that Lord Renly looks very similar to King Robert when he was young?"
Cersei snorted coldly, not wanting to answer, but thinking that Gryn, her favorite, had never disappointed her, she nodded slightly.
Gryn saw Cersei nodding and said, "King Robert makes you angry. He is the king after all, so we can tolerate it for the time being. But...Ser Jaime and I are going to teach Lord Renly who looks like him a lesson. Queen can give you a break first. Is that okay?"
Jaime kept holding his breath. He was a little moved when he heard it, but after thinking about it, he still said, "Lord Gryn, Renly is Duke Storm's End. He is not only the king's younger brother, he is also Master of Laws. Even small things can easily turn into big things."
Although Jaime spoke sensibly to stop Gryn, he remembered that Renly had planned to harm Cersei... To be honest, he was actually very moved by Gryn's proposal.
Cersei was very interested. "Lord Gryn, what do you want to do?"
Glancing at Jaime who quietly raised his ears, Gryn pursed his lips and said, "Your Highness Queen, my method is not clever. Ser Jaime and I are both swordsmen, and swordsmen also have their own methods.
I heard that King's Landing's big shots are gathering at Beile Sept because of Hand Jon Arryn's funeral. It should be very lively there now.
Doesn't Lord Renly often show off how powerful his guards are? Ser Jaime and I can deliberately provoke Lord Renly... This issue can be left to me to deal with. Ser Jaime is Lannister after all, and some things are more sensitive."
Gryn has no intention of keeping these so-called adults in a friendly atmosphere.
Since we are gathering to pursue our own interests, it is natural to match the corresponding atmosphere.
The devil is often hidden in the details, starting from provoking small conflicts.
Jaime raised his eyebrows and interjected. "You're not worried about yourself."
Jaime has good intentions. He is vaguely reminding Gryn that Renly is not someone to be trifled with.
Gryn shrugged and said, "So, I need your help, Ser Jaime."
Gryn is the noble of Crownlands, and Renly is not his lord. As long as you grasp the scale well, it is not a big problem.
Jaime thought of this and accepted Gryn's proposal.
He was still holding back his anger, so this idea seemed to be a good one.
This kind of petty fight does not interest Cersei. If Gryn wanted to directly kill Renly, she would be very interested.
Now, the premeditated plan is just at the last step, Cersei has a little patience.
Today, Jaime made a clear statement, and Gryn's performance also made Cersei very satisfied.
In a happy mood, Cersei was reluctantly willing to encourage the two men's childish behavior.
Cersei's tone was rare and gentle. "Two swordsmen, I'm waiting for you to return victoriously."
Gryn and Jaime are not going to fight, and if there are too many people with them, it is easy for others to mistakenly think that they are here specifically to provoke.
Although they did deliberately provoke, they could not leave too obvious an excuse.
Everything should come naturally.
Gryn kept a low profile and only brought four Crabb Blue Cloaks.
Jaime selected twelve Lannister Red Cloaks, which is his minimum standard when traveling.
Encouraged by Cersei, Jaime's morale was a little too high.
On the way, Gryn said worriedly, "Ser Jaime, your main task is to watch the show."
Jaime, who is riding a horse, has fluttering blond hair and a fluttering white cloak, looking very chic.
Jaime's face was slightly dark, and he glanced sideways at Gryn and said, "Wildling Earl, don't you like to make things big?"
Ser Jaime is good at eloquence?
Gryn spread his arms. "Ser Jaime, I will not break my promise!"
Jaime understood that Gryn meant that he had previously agreed to plan Renly's affairs.
Jaime raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "Lannister, any debt must be paid!"
Great Sept of Baelor, white Marble Plaza.
Jaime pulled the reins and raised his chin in one direction.
Gryn looked in the direction pointed by Jaime, and he spotted the green figure under the fluttering Crowned Stag Banner.
The green figure was surrounded by people, and Gryn could hear laughter from time to time.
Renly is indeed very high-profile!
The atmosphere is still so joyful? It seems that Lord Jon's funeral is not over yet.
Is this Westeros style walking tea cool?
Gryn jumped off the horse and handed the reins directly to the guard.
Gryn said to Jaime on the side, "Ser Jaime, looking at Lord Renly at this moment, do you feel that your love for Tyrion is deeper?"
Jaime shrugged. "He only has some minor problems, but otherwise he has always been outstanding."
Gryn sighed softly, "I heard that soon after Lord Renly came of age, Lord Jon recruited her from Storm's End to Small Council and let him serve as Master of Laws. It can be said that he trained her with all his heart..."
Jaime glanced at Gryn with emotion on his face strangely.
Jaime always has a good memory. He clearly remembers that Gryn wanted to execute Hand Jon Arryn with his own hands.
Also, the hatred between the Vale nobles headed by Crackclaw Point and Lord Jon.
Jaime said perfunctorily, "Maybe he has recovered."
Gryn and Jaime were talking as they took steps towards the direction where Renly and others were.
"Ser Jaime, the atmosphere here is so pleasant. Is anyone holding a wedding? Didn't you say Lord Jon the funeral is not over yet?"
Gryn's words suddenly came over, and the laughter of Renly and others stopped abruptly.
Before Jaime could answer, Gryn pointed at the flag again. "Isn't that Crowned Stag Banner of House Baratheon? Isn't it Lord Stannis that's here too?"
This was very different from the scene he had imagined...Jaime looked calm on the face, but felt embarrassed underneath.
Jaime still remembered their purpose. "It is very possible that Lord Stannis and Lord Jon have always had a close relationship!"
"Jaime, didn't you see me?"
Lord Renly walked towards them with a narrow smile.
Renly is about 20 years old. He is wearing a green robe and has a tall and burly build. His shoulder-length black jade hair sets off his trim and clean face.
His face is very handsome, and his smiling blue eyes make people fall in love with him.
Jaime shrugged and said, "Now I can see it."
Lord Renly didn't seem to mind Jaime's indifference at all and laughed.
Performance expert Gryn commented in his heart that Renly's boldness was less natural and natural.
Robert's boldness is revealed naturally from the inside out. Is this a younger brother who loves to imitate his older brother?
Gryn approached Jaime and asked, "Who is he?"
[Gryn has not met Renly yet]
Gryn seemed to lower his voice, but people around him could hear it clearly.
Renly's smile froze for a moment.
Jaime raised his lips slightly and replied seriously, "This is Renly·Baratheon, Duke Storm's End, Master of Laws."
After listening, Gryn frowned slightly and said politely, "Good day, Lord Renly, I am the Whispers Earl, Gryn·Crabb."
Renly maintained the smile on his face and slightly nodded his jaw.
Gryn put Right Hand on the hilt of the sword, glanced around, and said, "I heard the laughter here from a distance... I just returned to King's Landing, is the funeral of Hand Jon Arryn already over?"
Gryn's voice fell, and the surrounding air seemed to suddenly solidify.
The Whispers? The Whispers of Crackclaw Point?
Some of the Crownlands nobles originally wanted to teach the Half-Wildling nobles of Crackclaw Point, but after looking at the Jaime next to Gryn... these two people were obviously in the same group. They thought about it for a while and did not act rashly. They planned to wait and see what happens.
They could all hear that the Whispers Earl's words just now seemed to be intentional.
They feel that things are not as simple as they seem.
"Master Master of Laws, please forgive me for being presumptuous. My question may not have anything to do with the law."
Gryn raised his eyebrows and continued, "Lord Renly, please believe my honesty, I'm just a little curious."
Jaime's green eyes moved and glanced at Gryn, who was standing upright.
Where is this provocation? Is he preparing to question the character of a Duke to his face?
He knew it would be like this, but he had the nerve to worry that I would make things worse on the way here!
I... did a great job!
The smile on Renly's face disappeared, and a pair of blue eyes stared motionlessly at Gryn.
Gryn said with a gentle face, "Lord Renly?"
The atmosphere became visibly tense, and the people around watched this scene silently.
Not long after, a young man wearing golden armor suddenly strode out from behind Renly.
He shouted loudly, "You are intentionally offensive to Lord Renly!!"
The young man is slender, has long flowing brown hair, and a pair of beautiful golden eyes.
The lines of his face are gentle and elegant, and his appearance is very handsome.
Hiss, Gryn has to admit that he feels a little... pressure on appearance.
Gryn recognized this person as Loras·Tyrell, known as Knight of Flowers, Renly's "personal" bodyguard.
Gryn seemed not to notice the conspicuous Golden Rose badge on his body and asked Jaime: "Sir, who is he?"
All for Cersei... sigh.
Jaime glanced at Gryn and replied, "Sir Golden Rose of Highgarden, Loras·Tyrell."
Gryn nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Sir Tyrell, where did I offend Lord Renly? Please tell me directly."
The handsome man Loras moved his lips, not knowing how to speak.
After a pause, Gryn raised his eyebrows and said, "Sir, were you just slandering Queen's Chief Steward out of thin air?"
Gryn moved out of the position of Queen Chief Steward. This position is neither high nor low, neither light nor heavy.
But it is also very special, because when Chief Officer Queen is away, it can be said to represent Queen to a certain extent.