Ruler 4

As Gryn's words fell, the surroundings immediately fell silent. He rarely used such blunt language at court.

At the same time, Lord Gryn's mind wandered slightly. He suddenly thought of something... his subjects should have a dragonglass weapon, such as a simplified dragonglass dagger.

It was easy to make and highly versatile. Tied to a wooden pole, it became a spear; it could also be thrown.

Dragonstone needed more miners...

Gryn's eyelids twitched slightly. His gaze slowly swept over the two women, breaking the silence.

"Perhaps the Faith has acted out of good intentions, but not long ago, they were still trying to challenge royal authority."

The corners of Gryn's lips curved faintly. "Though all of it was blamed on the High Sparrow..."

His gaze passed over Margaery again before finally settling on Princess Arianne. He continued, "My sword has only just been sheathed, so I will grant them one chance to choose their 'words.'"

Leaning sideways against the armrest, he paused before continuing, "Arianne, I will leave this matter to you. Pycelle knows more about the Faith of that time... I will have him assist you."

Princess Arianne's brows rose, and the corners of her lips lifted. "It seems he has been forgiven?"

She was referring to the matter of Pycelle being accused by a prostitute.

Gryn fell silent for a moment, then said, "She did not ask for it, so he never took out any Gold Dragons."

From the corner of her eye, Princess Arianne noticed that when Gryn was forced to make excuses for Pycelle, the hand gripping the armrest tightened.

She giggled. "I was just troubled over it. I thought I would have to judge the hero who exposed Lannister crimes."

Gryn shrugged slightly. "Let us hope he does not make you troubled again, my Minister