A New Chapter

Margaery Tyrell raised her head, her gaze fixed firmly on Gryn's tall, upright figure. He seemed to be bathed in a sacred halo.

Standing beside her father, Mace Tyrell, her heartbeat quickened, and her fingers unconsciously clenched. A new king was about to be born before her eyes!

She and most of those present knew perfectly well that Gryn had long been a king without a crown, the true ruler of the Seven Kingdoms...

She was about to witness it herself...

Her lashes trembled lightly as she struggled to suppress the surging emotions within her. Catching sight of her father's composed profile from the corner of her eye, she tried to silently remind him.

Before Margaery could give any hint, Mace Tyrell's actions shattered the brief silence throughout the Throne Room.

He dropped to one knee in the direction of the Iron Throne and shouted, "King Gryn!"

Hand Mace's face flushed red. The moment he had witnessed Daenerys's three dragons outside the Red Keep, he had made up his mind without hesitation to support any decision Daenerys made.

Every head of House Tyrell remembered well the fall of House Gardener and the history of how House Tyrell had obtained dominion over The Reach.

With the three dragons Daenerys had brought, along with Gryn's mastery of warfare that rivaled his own, Mace Tyrell simply could not find... any reason not to support him.

Besides.

Hand Mace's cheeks slowly puffed out. Gryn had already hinted to House Tyrell that the next Queen's crown might well fall upon House Tyrell...

At a time like this, of course he had to actively support Gryn's coronation and take a solid step toward the marriage alliance between them.

After today, he felt that he could soon speak with Gryn about the matter...

Margaery could not