Yes, this is why Cersei is so anxious to find Corleone.
Because of the death of the North King Robb Stark, and the news from the North that the two youngest sons of the Stark family were killed by Theon Greyjoy, the legal heir to the Duke of Winterfell has now become Sansa Stark.
Just a few days ago, at the instigation of an unnamed Lord Petyr Baelish, Hand of the King Tywin decided to force Sansa Stark to marry his son Tyrion.
This arrangement is very subtle. If Tyrion and Sansa give birth to a child, then the child with dual bloodline of Stark and Lannister will legally inherit Winterfell.
By then, the North will no longer need to rely on force to conquer, and even the title of the North guardian that Tywin promised to Roose Bolton can be legitimately taken back.
It's just pitiful to Sansa. She originally wanted to marry the famous and handsome Knight of Flowers in the Seven Kingdoms, but now she is about to become the wife of an ugly Tyrion. But as far as political transactions are concerned, her wishes are of no importance at all.
No, not only Sansa, but even Cersei, who is Queen Mother, cannot go against the arrangements of her father Tywin Lannister.
Without consulting her at all, the Prime Minister reached an agreement with Olenna Redwine, Queen of Thorns, the actual Power Broker of the Tyrell family, and finalized her marriage to Loras Tyrell.
Queen Mother remarrying in Corleone's previous life is almost ridiculous, but in Westeros and among Game of Thrones, family continuity and political interests have always been above all else.
In addition, Petyr Baelish will leave for the valley to marry Lysa Tully, Duke of the Eyrie Robert Arryn is still a sickly child. Once Petyr becomes his stepfather, killing the orphan and widowed mother with that kid's methods will not be a problem at all.
This is basically equivalent to bringing the Vale into the radiation range of Lannister influence.
After this set of operations, Tywin has almost taken over the North, the Reach, the Stormlands, the Vale, and even the Riverlands.
He is worthy of being the first statesman of the seven countries.
Corleone secret channel.
Old Lion barely mobilized more troops, and through a series of marriage arrangements and political commitments, in the power vacuum after the fall of Robb Stark, he quickly weaved a huge web covering most of Westeros.
He turned potential enemies into in-laws, legally annexed the turbulent territory through blood inheritance, and tried to complete the Lannister family's unprecedented solid control over the Iron Throne at the smallest cost!
But... is this network really flawless?
But then again, if Loras really marries Cersei, and her eldest son Joffrey marries Loras' sister Marga Rei, then the relationship between this family will be really messy.
By then, Cersei will be Marga li's mother-in-law and her sister-in-law...
"Have you thought about it, Vito·Corleone?"
Just when Corleone was thinking about this in a playful way, Cersei's impatient voice sounded.
Her green eyes flashed with obvious displeasure. Ever since this man came in, she had just stood there silently, which made Cersei, who already had no patience, feel very irritated.
"I'm waiting for your answer!"
The hot-tempered Queen Mother stood up directly and walked barefoot in front of Corleone, her golden-red skirt sweeping across the ground.
"You don't have time to think slowly." She urged in an urgent tone, without hesitation. "In a few days, the royal council will officially announce the engagement, and then the entire King's Landing will know that Queen Mother is marrying into the High Court."
Cersei gritted her teeth and squeezed out every word through her teeth. "What can you do."
"James said you're a problem solver, prove it!"
Seeing Cersei furious, Corleone remained calm.
Anyone could see that she was anxious.
"Your Majesty."
He bowed slightly, and although he used the honorific, there was not much respect in his tone. It was more like a polite reminder: "This matter is actually easy to solve."
"Is it easy to solve?"
Hearing this, Cersei raised her eyebrows slightly and her voice was full of ridicule. "Do you know that this is an agreement reached between my father and Olenna Redwin? You tell me it can be solved easily"?
"If you are just a big talker, then don't waste my time.
"Be patient, Your Majesty." Corleone pursed his lips and smiled.
After all, the angrier and more impatient Cersei is, the more benefits he can get from her.
"It can be very troublesome to facilitate a marriage because it requires the support of the family, the blessing of the church, the right time and place, and two hearts willing to get close."
"But if I want to mess up a marriage... I have at least dozens of ways."
"You know, it's always easier to destroy than to build."
Listening to Corleone's decisive tone and seeing the extremely confident posture on his body, Cersei felt her heart beat a beat faster.
This feeling actually reminded her of when she saw Rhaegar Targaryen on the fighting field more than ten years ago.
But soon, she forced herself to calm down.
The person in front of her was just a commoner from the Riverlands, a speculator who was able to stand here by pleasing her father.
He might just be bragging and trying to curry favor with himself.
"Dozens of ways?"
She crossed her arms across her chest, making her mature mind more broad, but also making her look more arrogant.
"I want something specific and feasible, not just empty words."
But Corleone did not propose a solution. Instead, he shook his head. "No, Your Majesty."
"Before we tell you how, we have to talk about something else."
"Then... why should I help you?"
As he spoke, his gaze pierced directly into Queen Mother's eyes. The look in his eyes was so frank, but it made Cersei feel a sense of oppression.
"Why should I take the double risk of offending the Prime Ministers of the Seven Kingdoms, the Duke of Casterly Rock, the Warden of the West, Lord Tywin Lannister, and the owner of the Reach, the Tyrell family with tens of thousands of troops, to do this for you?"
Corleone repeated, pronouncing each word very heavily.
Cersei was stunned, but her breathing immediately became rapid again. This time it was not because of anger, but because of excitement!
Because Corleone is bargaining!
That means that he really has a way and he is really considering doing it!
"What do you want, Vito·Corleone?"
After calming down, Cersei immediately smiled, a smile she had practiced countless times to make men swoon.
"Gold? Lannister gold could fill the Blackwater."
"A title? I can ask Joffrey to make you a knight, and even give you a territory."
She leaned forward, her red lips slightly parted. "Lannister can give you any price you can imagine. Just say it."
As she spoke, Cersei turned her head slightly, the candlelight flowing on her golden curly hair, and her white neck making people think.
She was seducing the man in front of her, using wealth, status, power, and her own vague hints.
This has always been her method, and it has almost become her body's instinct.
Corleone stared at the seemingly weak and delicate Queen Mother in front of him, with no emotion in his heart.
Because he knew very well what kind of crazy and vicious soul was hidden under this beautiful appearance.
His eyes lingered on Cersei's face, sweeping over her carefully groomed eyebrows and red lips, but it was like a merchant looking at a product waiting for a price.
This look made Cersei angry, but she refrained from getting angry on the spot.
"You are a Lannister, Your Majesty."
Finally Corleone spoke, and what he said was very realistic, "But Lord Tywin is also a Lannister."
"I believe the Prime Minister will be able to give you a higher price than you can give, right?"
"Moreover, I am what I am today because of Lord Tywin's support. He gave me the opportunity to stand here and gave me the identity of Master of Whisperers."
"Lord Tywin...
"That's the gentleman I respect the most."
As soon as these words came out, the hope in Cersei's eyes was instantly extinguished.
Disappointment suddenly surged into my heart, followed by extreme irritability.
She should have known!
This person is simply her father's lackey!
James misjudged the wrong person. She wasted time and exposed her own thoughts!
But just when Cersei was about to have a fit and use the most vicious words to blast Corleone away, she saw this hateful man suddenly grinning.
Frank, even a little rude, but the meaning revealed in this smile is not rejection at all.
"So..." he said, seemingly confident.
"You have to pay more!"