Bloodline 8

Mathis Rowan shrugged. "This was the only possible outcome. According to the Lord Regent, the Faith that dared challenge the dignity of the royal family had to be punished."

Margaery Tyrell paced lightly, murmuring, "Did Gryn draw his sword...?"

Count Mathis's expression turned slightly complicated. "To be precise, the one who drew his sword against the Faith was Jaime Lannister."

His elk-like eyes turned toward her as he continued, "According to my men's reports, lion banners flew over the plaza before the Great Sept. The Lord Regent's army merely acted as assistants."

He shrugged again. "Several thousand men... assisted Ser Jaime and the few hundred Lannister Red Cloaks under his command."

Margaery pressed her lips together in a soft laugh. "It seems he truly loves Cersei Lannister."

After a pause, her smile faded. "Lord Mathis, my father's army will reach King's Landing in three days at the latest. During that time, we must not only stabilize the situation in King's Landing, but also steady Lord Regent Gryn, who has already drawn his sword."

Count Mathis sighed inwardly. Of the fifty thousand troops assigned to attack Storm's End... thirty thousand had already been sent to support Highgarden. Lord Mace could bring only twenty thousand men to King's Landing.

And Lord Regent Gryn claimed to have one hundred thousand troops...

Whether the reinforcements Crabb would send to King's Landing truly numbered that many or not, the current situation was that the Lord Regent already controlled six thousand Gold Cloaks, along with the several thousand Crabb Soldiers who had entered King's Landing today...

Therefore, Lord Mace's army could not threaten the Lord Regent, who had already seized control of the City of Kings.

Unless Lord Mace gathered one hundred thousand men from the Reach...

Count Mathis shook his head inwardly. Crow's Eye's raids