Cersei sat beside his bed, his eyes swept over Jaime's handsome face with complicated eyes, with a somewhat unclear meaning.
Tywin was sitting on a chair nearby, looking as usual.
"Cersei, you don't have to worry too much."
Tywin spoke with a serious and stiff tone. Even if he said words of comfort, there was no warmth at all.
"The bachelor has already seen it. It's just a few broken bones. They can be restored with good care and there will be no sequelae."
Cersei heard this, but there was no reaction on his face.
In the past, even if Jaime was only slightly injured, she would immediately become furious and try every means to avenge Jaime.
But now, her mood is extremely calm. After learning that Jaime will not have any impact in the future, she is just relieved.
There was even a hint of complaint in my heart:
"It's really useless. Two against one and someone killed me. How can I rely on you in Red Keep from now on?"
That's the case with Cersei. No matter how serious Jaime's injury is, the first thing she thinks about is never Jaime's injury, but whether Jaime can continue to play for her and whether she can continue to be her support in Red Keep.
Tywin Maybe he has seen clearly what his daughter is thinking, or maybe he just doesn't care at all.
In his eyes, this stupid and paranoid daughter was never worth his too much thought.
What he is thinking about right now is that it would be better if Jaime was injured more seriously.
He will then have reasonable grounds to propose to Robert, asking Jaime to quit Kingsguard and return to Casterly Rock to be his heir with peace of mind.
In the stands, he saw with his own eyes that Davion turned the blade without killing Jaime. This was enough to show that Davion was a flexible person who knew how to adapt.
In addition, Davion's core purpose of joining Hand's Tourney is for money. People who are greedy for money and know how to advance and retreat are the easiest to bribe.
Thinking of this, Tywin warned again:
"As for that Davion·He'an Earl, don't provoke him!"
"With the combat prowess he has shown, the trash you have are no match for him."
"Stop doing those meaningless things, do you understand?"
Hearing this, Cersei suddenly stood up from the chair, raised his eyes and looked directly at Tywin, with a look on his face that he was defending Jaime, and his tone was firm:
"Whoever hurts Jaime, I will definitely make him pay the price!"
After saying that, she stopped looking at Tywin, turned around and left the dormitory without looking back.
Tywin frowned slightly, looked at Cersei's leaving figure, shook his head slightly, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
He really couldn't do anything about his children.
Jaime is arrogant and impulsive, Cersei is paranoid and stupid, neither of them can make him worry.
However, he is not worried. With the trash under Cersei, it is impossible to pose any threat to Davion.
If something really happened to Davion, it can only mean that Davion cannot be reused and is not worth his effort to buy.
How did he know that the "pay the price" Cersei said was not what he thought at all.
Cersei walked out of White Sword Tower, the anger on her face instantly faded, and she ordered the maid beside her:
"Prepare hot water for me immediately. I want to take a bath."
"Also, go and bring Davion over, right away!"
At this time, in the Shataya brothel, Davion had put the armor and shield back into the chicken's backpack, leaving only the Ancient Dragon Crown Sword.
Although this long sword is gorgeous, in Westeros, it is not shocking.
He also found some old clothes, made a small cloak for the chicken, and wrapped it tightly, leaving only a small mouth exposed.
In this way, even if someone sees it, he can lie and say that it is just an ordinary pet lizard and will not arouse others' suspicion.
As soon as they finished packing, there was a knock on the door, which was much more polite than last time.
"Sir Davion, Her Majesty the Queen invites you."
The voice coming from outside the door was the Lannister guard who summoned him last time.
Davion looked out the window, the sun was hanging in the center of the sky.
"It's only noon now, Cersei are you so impatient?"
A playful smile appeared on his lips.
He tied Ancient Dragon Crown Sword around his waist with a belt, put the chick into a cloth bag, and then followed the guard all the way to Red Keep.
This time, he was familiar with the road. No one checked or informed him along the way. The guards sent him to the door of Cersei's palace and then consciously retreated to a distance.
Davion pushed the door open and walked through the curtain. At a glance, he saw Cersei sitting in the bathtub, being served and bathed by several maids.
The hot water in the bathtub was steaming, filling the entire room, making Cersei's figure even more hazy and alluring.
Davion waved to the maids standing next to him. The maids understood and immediately stepped forward to undress him skillfully.
Cersei Hearing the sound of taking off clothes, he just raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, then closed his eyes again.
Davion chuckled secretly, walked calmly to the bathtub, and took a step to sit in. The warm water wrapped around his body, instantly dispelling all fatigue.
Cersei still closed his eyes and naturally placed his feet on Davion's lower abdomen.
Davion felt the soft and delicate touch on his lower abdomen, smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled Cersei over, letting her lean into his arms.
His arms tightly wrapped around her delicate body, his chin rested on her shoulder, his mouth and nose gently moved around her neck, and his breath was filled with the faint fragrance of Cersei.
The sudden movement made Cersei scream unconsciously and his body stiffened slightly.
Davion did not stop moving and said in a deep voice to the maids:
"You guys go out first, the queen and I have some important matters to discuss."
Cersei's expression was still cold, but there was a trace of panic in her eyes. She waved to the maids, who quickly bowed and left, gently closing the door.
There were only two of them left in the room.
Cersei felt Davion's big hand, and his body gradually relaxed, and he closed his eyes again, and his whole body collapsed softly in Davion's arms.
Davion doesn't want to let her go so easily. When having fun, you have to have some fun.
While gently stroking Cersei's lower abdomen with his hand, he joked:
"Your Majesty the Queen, why did you call Wei Chen here so early today? Could it be that you want to avenge your good brother Jaime?"
Cersei closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, but did not answer.
Davion saw this and pinched it deliberately.
Cersei trembled all over, and then slowly spoke:
"Davion, you hit too hard! Fortunately Jaime only broke a few ribs, otherwise, I would never let you go!"
"Are you feeling distressed?"
Davion chuckled lightly.
"Jaime is injured, do you feel insecure?"
Cersei's body trembled again.
Davion can clearly feel his fingers tightening and then relaxing again.
Cersei pretended to be calm and said coldly:
"I am the queen of Seven Kingdoms, and my father is Tywin·Lannister. What do I have to be afraid of?"
Davion took out his fingers and put them in front of her eyes:
"That's not what your body thinks!"
Cersei turned around suddenly and stared at Davion:
"Sir Davion, you said a bit too much today!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her hands, hugged Davion's head, pressed it hard on her chest, and whispered in a trembling voice:
"Do what you have to do!"