Only a few of the people who came to see him were lords and wives with their nieces or sisters. Most of them were lords and wives with their daughters.
Cersei Queen had a perfunctory smile on his face as he received waves of ladies and ladies.
Cersei Queen No matter how perfunctory the attitude was, it did not diminish the enthusiasm of the ladies.
After the greetings, there was first a long paragraph of admiration for Cersei Queen, then a long paragraph of praise for Princess Myrcella, then a long paragraph of boasting about his daughter, and finally the trivial matters of life and noble gossip. They seemed to be completely unaware of Cersei Queen's almost stiff expression.
Gryn wonders if these ladies are secretly competing with each other, such as who can spend more time in court with Queen.
When the ladies and ladies came to meet him, Gryn, who had a handsome appearance at first, felt the eyes lingering on him from time to time.
Before Gryn could feel good about himself, when Jaime entered the tent and stood opposite Gryn, Gryn immediately passed away.
Gryn is very sure that he and Jaime are not compatible!
The blond Red Cloaks Jaime is being killed by young and old alike. Although they all know that Jaime of Kingsguard cannot marry, it does not hinder their enthusiastic pursuit of Jaime.
Seeing that Jaime is so popular, Cersei Queen's smile towards them became more natural.
Gryn lowered his eyelids, no longer paying attention to the situation in the account, and focused on the Highgarden trip after the Reach, Kingswood Hunt.
Westerlands, Casterly Rock.
Casterly Rock is located on the western coast of Westeros. It is a tall and magnificent rock castle. It is the capital of Westerlands and the place where House Lannister rules.
Casterly Rock, as the name implies, is carved on a huge rock, making the castle's defense capabilities even stronger.
Casterly Rock, which has never fallen, is known as the largest, richest and most well-defended castle in Westeros.
The 53-year-old Kevan·Lannister has blond hair and a trimmed beard. He has round shoulders and a thick waist and is a little fat.
Among War of the Ninepenny Kings, 16-year-old Kevan·Lannister was knighted by "Red Lion" Roger Reyes Earl for his outstanding performance.
Kevan·Lannister spoke in a very respectful voice, "Lord Tywin, this is the latest information from King's Landing."
Kevan·Lannister recognized the excellence of his brother Tywin·Lannister very early. He has served as Lord Tywin's most trusted deputy for many years and is widely known for his loyalty and reliability.
Tywin·Lannister believes that some victories rely on paper, pen and letter.
Lord Tywin's eyes did not leave the table, nor did he stop writing in his hand. "Kevan·, is there any change?"
Kevan replied, "Now King's Landing, what everyone is most concerned about is Hand Jon Arryn's health. Hand's Study found out that he has been eavesdropped. This made him very angry and he needs treatment for a period of time."
The pen in Lord Tywin's hand paused for a moment, but immediately resumed its original rhythm. "Lancel, did things go well?"
Kevan nodded slightly. "Success, Lancel has been appointed as King Robert's attendant."
Although he didn't show it on the outside, when Lancel was confirmed as the king's attendant, Kevan, as a father, was still very happy in his heart.
Kevan's most respected brother, Tywin, also served as Aegon V's attendant to Red Keep when he was young, so Lancel can become King's Squire, which makes him proud.
"Jaime Is it still the same?"
"Jaime never slackens in his swordsmanship."
"Where's the smart Cersei?"
When Lord Tywin asked Cersei, his tone was a little strange.
"Cersei is very satisfied with her new appointment Steward Gryn·Crabb. Cersei is very satisfied with the results of Queens Quarter's handling and has promoted him to Cersei's Chief Steward."
After finishing the letter, Lord Tywin put down the pen. "My daughter, who considers herself smart, only knows how to fight back resolutely, but never knows how to do it. Has she found a satisfactory helper this time?"
After saying that, Lord Tywin folded the letter and put it in the envelope, sealed it with mud and stamped it with the family seal.
Kevan added, "Tyrion also admires Gryn·Crabb, because under his influence Tyrion has recently become more interested in politics."
When Lord Tywin heard Tyrion's name, his brows twisted unconsciously.
"Jaime and Lancel both have a good impression of Gryn·Crabb."
Lord Tywin put the envelope and looked at Kevan with his light green eyes dotted with golden yellow. "Is this a fox mixed in among the lions?"
"With all due respect, I feel more like a beast that deliberately blended into the pride of lions."
Lord Tywin After he started losing his hair, he shaved off all his hair, leaving behind thick golden sideburns.
Lord Tywin, 55 years old this year, has broad shoulders and a tall and slender figure.
Lord Tywin picked up the letter Kevan brought over and read it, "Kevan, I trust your discernment."
"Lord Tywin, what are the arrangements next?"
"Kevan, leave it alone, my children think they have grown up, but they never know that they are more innocent than children. They should also learn how to deal with smart subordinates."
"Then we will remain on the sidelines."
"Now Hand Jon Arryn's health has affected his handling of the kingdom's government affairs. King's Landing, do we need to do anything?"
"Continue to pay attention, it's not the right time yet."
Today is the second day of the march of the Kingswood Hunt team. The conscientious Gryn is leading the escort and is inspecting the entire Kingswood Hunt team.
During the inspection, Gryn's ears moved.
"Don't be deceived by his appearance. My mother has already inquired about him."
"Well, I asked about it too. It's too scary."
"No wonder His Highness Queen asked him to be responsible for guarding!"
Hearing this, Gryn gestured silently and stopped moving.
"What did you think of? I just don't understand why His Highness Queen would let such a person be responsible for our safety?"
"Yes, please tell me quickly!"
"Yeah, well, think about it. Wildling grew up with wild beasts, so their ears are different from ours and they can hear very far away."
"Like the Hound?"
"Hush, hush, he is also a baron after all. I heard that His Highness Queen is very fond of him."
"Huh, he can't hear you. You're too timid."
"Your uncle is Count of Maidenpool. Of course he is not afraid of a baron."
Count of Maidenpool? House Mooton? Gryn pinched his chin.
"Then... that... does he really only eat raw meat?"
"My Seven, you haven't given up on him yet?"
"I... I... just don't look like it..."
"Wildling are very cunning, how could a silly girl like you see it?"
"Alas, I heard what my mother said, and... if they fancy you, they will carry you back to the cave!"
"Listen, I didn't lie to you. If it weren't for me, you would have almost become the tribal lady of Wildling, living in a cave and eating raw meat."
"Thank you... thank you..."