Today is destined to be a long day for Gryn.
It's a knife to extend one's head, and it's a knife to shrink one's head. After Gryn left Tower of the Hand, he went to Maegor's Holdfast to meet Cersei Queen.
Gryn entered Maegor's Holdfast and only passed through the hall. Before he could step on the stairs, he was blocked by the maid of Queen.
The maid informed Gryn, Cersei and Queen that they were resting and had no free time today.
Gryn raised one eyebrow slightly. Before coming here, Gryn secretly arranged for guards to look for Jaime.
Although Cersei cannot be persuaded to be willful, Jaime can at least help Gryn block two swords.
Joffrey, Myrcella, Tommen... There is no trace of Jaime there, and there is no need to leave Red Keep, so Jaime can only be in Maegor's Holdfast.
Maegor's Garden.
Gryn raised his eyes and glanced at the sky. It seemed that Cersei was destined to learn about what happened in Tower of the Hand from other channels.
Most likely, Boss Cersei heard the news on the bed after having an affair with Jaime.
How did Gryn know this habit of Cersei Queen?
Gryn is a person who pays attention to details. After being in contact for a long time and paying careful attention, he naturally mastered some secrets that are not known to ordinary people.
When Cersei and Jaime are happy, the purpose of Gryn is to distance themselves.
At this moment, the matter has come to this, and the best situation is naturally that Cersei Queen learned about what happened in Tower of the Hand from Gryn.
However, in comparison, Gryn is even more unwilling to get close to the secrets of Cersei and Jaime. This matter is too big, and loyalty is not worth a Copper Star here.
Now, people who are familiar with Gryn already know that he is a person with very keen perception, including Jaime and Cersei.
Didn't you see that Queen's maids were already guarding the bottom stairs? If it were before... they were having a really exciting time.
Trampling on worldly pleasures may stimulate physical and mental pleasure more, but the two of them retain a sense of reason.
This change not only protects against Gryn, but also people with keen senses like Gryn.
In order to explain to Cersei Queen as soon as possible, Gryn stayed on the stairs all the time. Sensitive people would be suspicious of him for no reason.
Gryn would rather increase the difficulty and choose to leave Maegor's Holdfast.
One, two, three.
Gryn stood firmly in a place in the garden. Many maids and attendants belonging to Maegor's Holdfast who passed by also spotted Gryn with a heavy face and a story to tell.
Boss Cersei Will you mistakenly think that I don't need her anymore?
Would Boss Cersei really doubt Gryn's loyalty because of Gold Dragon's status?
Note that the above is the scene that Gryn set up in his mind in order to make the expression on his face more touching.
Gryn was deliberately performed to show to nearby passers-by. Among these people were hidden the ears and eyes of Cersei Queen.
Gryn, who was obsessed with acting, moved his ears and heard the sound of light footsteps.
Gryn turned his gaze away at the right moment, with a hint of surprise, caressing his chest and saying, "Good day, Princess Myrcella."
Myrcella·Baratheon, in a blond red dress and a smaller version of Cersei, slightly raised her chin and said, "Good day, Lord Gryn."
The speed of message transmission in Red Keep is really fast!
Gryn nodded in thanks, and when he saw Princess Myrcella standing close to him, he naturally lowered his posture to balance the sight of the two of them.
Gryn's decent behavior unconsciously improved Myrcella's favor.
Myrcella smiled and said to Gryn, "I happened to be nearby. My maid informed you that you were here, so I came over. Congratulations to you, Lord Gryn."
Myrcella's still childish voice made Gryn smile.
"Thank you, Your Highness Princess, it is a great honor! You are the first lady to congratulate me, I will remember it in my heart!"
Myrcella nodded his little head with his shining blue eyes.
Myrcella has not had much contact with Gryn, but his impression of Gryn is very good.
Myrcella's pure heart makes it easier for her to detect abnormal movements around her.
Limited by his age and kindness, or some kind of talent, Myrcella regards himself as a silent observer and never reveals it easily.
Myrcella's intuition told her that Gryn was a reliable knight.
Myrcella is so sensitive that she has long been aware of the secret "interaction" between Gryn and Jaime.
The young Myrcella was surprised that his always steady uncle Jaime also had an unknown side.
He turned out to be such an uncle...Myrcella laughed secretly.
Little adult Myrcella thinks both Jaime and Gryn are childish.
Myrcella looked at Gryn with a pair of clear blue eyes and said, "Lord Gryn, I see you are worried."
Hearing Myrcella's words, Gryn was slightly surprised. "Your Highness, your eyes are as bright as a torch."
Myrcella put his little hand behind his back. "If you are willing, you can talk to me, I will be a quiet listener."
How about taking advantage of Myrcella, maybe there will be unexpected effects... No, although Gryn jumps repeatedly, he is a person with a bottom line.
Gryn first touched his chest and expressed his thanks. "I just suddenly shouldered a heavy responsibility, and I didn't have a clue for a while, so I was worried."
Myrcella's childish voice encouraged. "Brave knight, fearless."
This time, Gryn was indeed comforted by Myrcella.
At Gryn's suggestion, Gryn and Myrcella left Maegor's Garden and continued to teach Myrcella's equestrian skills.
Red Keep is too dark, Gryn also needs to cleanse his soul.
As evening approached, Gryn said goodbye to Princess Myrcella, who still had lingering feelings for him, and left Red Keep.
Of course, after the conscientious Gryn said goodbye to Myrcella, he went to Maegor's Holdfast again, but was still stopped by the maid under the stairs.
It's been more than two hours...Gryn didn't think much about it.
In the evening, as soon as Gryn entered Hook Alley's new house, he met Leyton Little Steward who had been waiting for him.
Gryn dismounted, threw the reins to the subordinate Martier·Baker, and looked at Leyton.
Leyton nodded and said, "My master, I have something important to report."
It was not the place to discuss important matters in front of the door. Gryn nodded his chin slightly, took steps and said, "Leyton, follow me in."
New Crabb Residence small hall.
Gryn has finished listening to what Leyton said.
Dick·Crabb?
Gryn raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said, "Geoffrey is responsible for King's Landing's Survey Corps, right?"
Leyton nodded and said, "Yes, my master, he is still Queens Quarter."
Gryn tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair and said, "In a few days, Red Keep will send someone to pick up Queens Quarter. After confirming his identity, he will hand it over as soon as possible. Foley will come back and continue to be my guard captain. Leyton, you will help me handle my affairs here in the future."
The current Gryn camp is in a period of growth, and reliable officials are most lacking.
It seems that Gryn used iron-blooded means to control the situation of Queens Quarter in a short period of time, but people's livelihood and military affairs are two different things. As time goes by, Queens Quarter's affairs will become more and more complicated. Gryn does not have enough manpower and energy to continue to control Queens Quarter in his own hands.
At present, the focus of Gryn is still Crabb Territory, which is the foundation of Gryn.
"Gold Cloaks can be bribed. You can arrange this directly. Then, let Survey Corps control the person named Dickon... lock him up Crabb Manor outside King's Landing."
After a pause, Gryn said again, "Before I go over, let Survey Corps take care of that person in their own way. Remember to tell him not to break him."
Seeing that Gryn did not directly order that person to be eliminated, Leyton suspected that he was the illegitimate son left by a certain clan member of House Crabb?
After Leyton left, Gryn got up and left the small hall and came to the study.
When Gryn entered the study, he saw two hills, Samwell·House Tarly and Mutton·Waters.
The two people stood up to greet each other at the same time. Gryn just waved his hand, walked over and sat aside, and said, "Samwell, have you been to Street of Steel?"
Samwell smiled shyly, "Sir Gryn, Mutton and I went there in the morning. I have seen the finished product of Tobho the Smith. Although he smells of alcohol, his skills are outstanding."
Gryn said generously, "Samwell, I have left this matter to you. Don't let Gold Dragon stand in the way. I hope you will make Mutton the most ferocious the Warrior."
After the words fell, Samwell nodded solemnly towards Gryn.
Mutton said naively, "Sir Gryn, I will definitely fight bravely."
Gryn smiled and said, "Mutton, I believe you. Also, remember to pay attention to the weight of the armor. I don't want to see a heavy bear."
Mutton chuckled.
Gryn patted Mutton, raised his eyes and glanced at the bookshelf, and said to Samwell, "Samwell, I think the books here cannot satisfy you. I have already said hello to the manager Russell, and he will help you get the books you want."
Knights like armor, Samwell loves books the most.
Samwell looked excited and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Sir Gryn, I can't repay you."
Gryn raised his face and smiled, and said, "Whispers's Maester Al will definitely like you very much, and you will meet soon."
After chatting with Samwell for a while, Gryn looked out the window and left the study with Mutton.
As night fell, Gryn led Mutton and other guards through the small half of King's Landing and arrived at Shataya's Brothel of Petyr.
The light shines through the windows of the women's branch, which looks particularly bright in the gradually dimming dusk. Music and all kinds of laughter spill out from inside.
Gryn was led into the house, listening to a song with obscene lyrics, and watching various the Maiden dressed in skimpy shirts acting coquettishly with the guests as they walked through the crowded hall.
Gryn stepped up the stairs and came to a room on the third floor.
Gryn looked around and thought to himself: It seems like this is an area not open to the public.
The door was pushed open, and Gryn saw Petyr with a smile on his face.
Petyr spread out his hands. "Lord Gryn, congratulations again!"
Okay...Gryn smiled and spread his hands.
Gryn and Petyr hugged each other very intimately. "Sir Petyr, thank you again for your kindness,"
The two people separated their bodies. One of Petyr's hands patted Gryn's arm, and the other hand stretched out inward. "It's rare for us to get together. Please sit down."
After sitting down, Petyr raised the corners of his lips and said, "Lord Gryn, I also prepared a small gift for you."
Gryn raised his eyebrows, took off his sword and put it aside.
The smile on Petyr's face gradually deepened, and he said to the maid on the side, "Go and bring the person in."
After a while, a woman who looked to be less than twenty years old was ushered in.
Brown hair, black eyes, appearance... average and slightly upward.
Gryn glanced at the slightly embarrassed woman, and then looked at Petyr in confusion.
Petyr raised his glass, gestured towards Gryn, and took a sip of Summer Wine.
"Her name is Shanny. Of course, this is not her real name. What's interesting is that my men discovered that she has been secretly asking about you."
Gryn's eyes trembled slightly, he took a sip of Summer Wine, leaned on the back of the chair, and said, "Let me think about it, Master Petyr's gift will definitely not be that simple..."
Gryn paused, then said to "Shanny": "Ms. Shanny, are you here for Crabb?"
"By the way, my dear lord, who are you?"
Although "Shanny" still looks calm on the surface, the momentary tremor did not escape Gryn's eyes.
Petyr said with great interest, "Shanny, he is the Gryn·Lord Crabb you have been asking about."
Hearing the answer from Petyr, "Shanny"'s pupils shrank and he couldn't help but take half a step back.
Petyr ignored the others and said to Gryn, "Lord Gryn, are you satisfied with this gift?"
Gryn nodded and said, "Sir Petyr, thank you very much. I have always felt like walking on thin ice since this afternoon. You may have helped me get rid of a lot of trouble."
Petyr spread his hands and said, "Don't be so polite. I told you, we are already friends."
Gryn caressed her chest and said, "I have to ask you to do me one more favor and hand her over to the guard I left outside."
After coming back to his senses, "Shanny" was about to speak, but was interrupted by a sharp gaze.
"Shanny" looked at Petyr in horror, shrank back, and let the maids leave the room with their arms raised.
After the room door closed, Petyr raised his glass and said, "Tonight is a night of no return."
Gryn also raised his cup and said, "Sir Petyr, thank you for your enthusiasm, you calmed my mood."
Petyr took a sip of Summer Wine and moved very gracefully. "Think of something happy. In three days at most, you can see 150,000 Gold Dragon, Lord Gryn."
Gryn paused while drinking, and said in confusion, "So fast? This is not a small amount, it is worthy of the kingdom's treasury."
Petyr sneered and said, "Where is the kingdom's treasury? It has been empty for several years. This is not a secret, and Red Keep has no secrets either."
Looking at the surprised Gryn, Petyr smiled and said, "Robert King loves martial arts competitions and delicacies from mountains and seas, Targaryen Although he left behind mountains of gold and silver treasures, he could not withstand His Majesty's squandering. Lord Jon Although he was careful with his budget, His Majesty could not listen to wise advice."
Gryn suddenly said, "I regret it, I should ask your Majesty for more."
Petyr was slightly stunned, then immediately laughed out loud, "Maybe, you are right."
Gryn sighed, "Sir Petyr, it seems that it is not easy for the imperial minister, especially Master of Coin."
Petyr shrugged. "Haha, the king and Hand of the King only spend money, and Master of Coin is responsible for finding money. My most important task now is to borrow money. Lannister, Golden Rose, Iron Bank, and some Tyroshi Trading Houses... They are all creditors of the kingdom now."
As he spoke, there was a trace of ridicule in Petyr's smile, "Recently, I had to find another source of income, and finally I approached the church. I was amazed by Master High Septon's bargaining skills. I think Dorne's fishmongers can't compare to him."
Petyr's witty words made Gryn couldn't help but laugh again and again.