"So you're saying that Tyrion Lannister was captured from my place?"
House of Order.
Corleone stood in front of the window wearing a dark gray nightgown, looking at the flea nest in the night.
Wheel of Order The lights are brightly lit, and the cheers of the gamblers can be vaguely heard. Farther away, the towers of the Red Fort glow palely in the moonlight0
Turning around, Bronn appeared in front of him with an anxious look on his face.
"Yes, Master Corleone!"
After searching for a long time, there was no trace of Tyrion. Bronn, who had always been frivolous, also knew that the matter was serious. He nodded solemnly and told the whole story.
Corleone After listening, he looked at the few chips quietly placed on the table and fell into deep thought for a while.
Who is so brave?
Cersei?
No, even though that woman was crazy and hated Tyrion deeply, she wouldn't do it so blatantly.
Tywin?
Even more impossible.
He didn't need to pull any tricks like this if he wanted to kill Tyrion.
Who could that be?
Seeing that he remained silent, Bronn urged anxiously, "Send someone to look for him quickly, Lord Corleone. It has been almost two hours since Tyrion disappeared!"
"How to find it?" Hearing this, Corleone glanced at him.
"You yourself said that he has been missing for almost two hours. King's Landing is so big, even if I send hundreds of people to search now, I can't find him."
"Furthermore, what if the other party catches him on a boat and takes him to sea, or has silenced him?"
As soon as these words came out, Bronn was obviously stunned.
Ignoring him, Corleone just walked slowly to the desk and pulled the bell on the wall, and soon there were footsteps outside the door.
Rorge pushed open the door and came in with sleepiness on his face.
"My lord?"
"Get all the files on the missing children in Junlin in recent times."
"Yes."
Without a word of nonsense, Rorge turned around and left quickly.
However, Bronn raised a different opinion. "The child is missing? Tyrion is not a child, what does this have to do with him?"
Corleone didn't answer, just stood in front of the window and looked at the night.
A few minutes later, Rorge came back with a stack of parchment and placed it on the desk.
Corleone Open the file and read page by page carefully.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Bronn again and asked, "In which alley did Tyrion disappear?"
Bronn gave the address.
Immediately afterwards, Corleone walked to the map on the wall and found the location, then circled it with a red pen. Then he found the location of the alley where the Tyrion boy disappeared three days ago and also circled it.
The two circles are only three streets apart.
"The modus operandi was the same and the locations were not far apart. It was obviously committed by the same group of people."
As soon as these words came out, Bronn's eyes widened. "You mean... they wanted to arrest a child, but they arrested the wrong child?"
Corleone did not answer, but turned to look at Rorge and asked, "Who is the golden robed Squad Leader who is responsible for patrolling during these times?"
Hearing this, Rorge thought about it for a while, and then his expression suddenly changed. "Yes...
"Balman·Byrch Ser!"
Meanwhile, the Red Fort.
The moonlight shines through the high windows of Maegor's Tower, spreading a silvery white color on the stone slabs of the corridor.
Osfryd Kettleblack·Kettleblack walked through the corridor, his steps as brisk as a cat that has stolen a fish.
The golden robe Squad Leader's uniform sparkled in the moonlight, and around his waist was a thin sword that was more decorative than practical.
It was a reward from Queen Mother, and there was an expensive Ruby inlaid on the hilt.
But what he is going to get tonight is much more precious than that Ruby.
Walking all the way to the door of Bedchamber, a man in a white robe stood there with an expressionless face, holding a Longsword in his hand and standing straight.
Kingsguard Osmun Kettleblack·Kettleblack.
He is also his elder brother, the eldest among the three House Kettleblack brothers.
Osfryd Kettleblack walked up to him, and the two brothers looked at each other. Their faces were surprisingly similar, except that Osmun Kettleblack's face was a little stiffer, while the corners of Osfryd Kettleblack's mouth were habitually turned up, like a fox.
"Keep it, my dear brother."
When someone found out that they were trespassing on Queen Mother Bedchamber, Osfryd Kettleblack not only showed no guilt, but instead grinned and provocatively said, "Don't let anyone disturb me and Queen Mother's rest."
Hearing this, Osmun Kettleblack did not answer, but turned slightly to get out of the way.
Osfryd Kettleblack sneered again, then patted his shoulder and pushed in the door as if he were a king.
Inside Bedchamber, candlelight flickered.
The smell of incense fills the air, sweet and greasy, mixed with some more secret aroma.
The curtains on the huge bed were half-covered, and a figure was leaning against the head of the bed.
Cersei Lannister.
Seven Kingdoms Queen Mother, the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms.
She was wearing a nightgown as thin as cicada wings. The silk material glowed softly under the candlelight and outlined her graceful curves.
Her long golden hair was spread over her shoulders, and her eyes were half-squinted, like a lazy lioness.
"Osfryd Kettleblack·Kettleblack."
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice. "You are late."
Hearing this, Osfryd Kettleblack walked quickly to the bed, stopped three steps away from the bed, then knelt down on one knee, with a flattering smile on his face.
The whole person seemed to have instantly changed from a proud fox to a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
"Queen Mother Your Majesty!"
His voice also became shrill, his tone exaggerated and humble. "Please forgive your most loyal servant!"
"Those damn trivial matters! Do you know that those golden robes who were born as civilians are simply stupider than the last? Without me keeping an eye on them, they can even take the wrong patrol route!"
"Today a fool asked me whether I should go left or right?"
"I said, you brainless things, Queen Mother Your Majesty's Bedchamber is on the right, of course you should go to the right! To the left is to go to Flea Bottom, which is full of untouchables. Do you want to lick Corleone's boots!"
With that said, Osfryd Kettleblack took the initiative to take a few steps forward, lay down next to Cersei's bare feet, and looked up at her.
That posture is like a dog waiting for its owner to touch its head.
And Cersei did not live up to his expectations. She ran her fingers through his hair and gently stroked it. Osfryd Kettleblack narrowed her eyes in comfort, and even rubbed the palm of her hand.
"You are much smarter than that brother of yours."
Seeing the other party's obedient look, Cersei raised the corners of her mouth slightly. "My skills in bed are much better."
As soon as these words came out, Osfryd Kettleblack took over the conversation even more excitedly and echoed, "Of course!"
"Osney That kid has not been as smart as me since he was a child. When we were young, the three brothers stole apples from the orchard together. I was responsible for looking out, Osmun Kettleblack climbed the tree, and Osney caught the apples below."
"As a result, the fool ate one after another. When we came down from the tree, there was no one left in the basket!"
Listening to his exaggerated story, Cersei seemed to be amused.
She just liked this feeling, watching men humble like dogs in front of her.
It's a pity...Corleone It would be great if he were so obedient.
She felt a little regretful in her heart, but Cersei still didn't want to miss the great time tonight. She lowered her head and asked, "Let me see, what have you prepared for Queen Mother today?"
Hearing this, Osfryd Kettleblack hurriedly took out something from his arms. "Queen Mother Your Majesty Look, what is this?"
Cersei looked around and saw that it was a wig.
Golden, just shoulder length.
She was a little confused, but she saw Osfryd Kettleblack put the wig on her head, straightened her back, put away her flattering smile, and tried to put on a proud expression.
Seeing this, Cersei was stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst into laughter.
"You... hahaha... you are imitating James!"
Seeing that his trick worked, Osfryd Kettleblack was extremely proud. He kept his arrogant expression and walked two steps beside the bed with exaggerated steps, imitating James' usual posture and tone.
"I defeated ten opponents in the sword practice field today, no, twenty!"
"I will become a better knight than Arthur Dayne!"
"Hahaha, it's so similar!" He imitated it so perfectly that Cersei almost couldn't stand upright with laughter.
Immediately afterwards, Osfryd Kettleblack took off his wig and crawled beside Cersei, flatteringly saying, "As long as Queen Mother Your Majesty is happy, you can let me play Robert Baratheon next time!"
"Don't mention him!"
But obviously his flattery was in the wrong place. Cersei's smile instantly turned cold, "It's disappointing."
Osfryd Kettleblack immediately shut up knowingly, but immediately put on a smile and moved closer, his hands dishonestly reaching into the quilt.
Cersei did not hide away, but lazily leaned on the bedside and looked at him.
Just when the two were about to have an in-depth communication.
Bang!!!
Bedchamber The door was suddenly violently broken open, making a noise.
"Ah!!!"
Osfryd Kettleblack thought he had been caught in bed, so he immediately jumped up and hurriedly grabbed the clothes beside the bed and put them on.
Cersei also sat up in shock, pulling the quilt to cover her body with a trace of panic on her face.
"Who?
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"GUARD!!! Osmun Kettleblack!!!"
But no one responded.
Only a white figure was thrown in, fell heavily to the floor and rolled twice.
It is Osmun Kettleblack·Kettleblack.
At this moment, his eyes were closed and motionless, and he had obviously fainted.
Immediately afterwards, three people rushed in at the door.
The one walking at the front had dark skin, wore a tight-fitting leather armor, exposed his strong arms, and held a short spear in his hand.
The two women behind her also had darker skin tones. One held Scimitar in his hand, the other held a dagger, and scanned the room with vigilant eyes.
"Where is my sister!"
The first woman spoke, her voice low and angry, with a unique Dornish accent.
Cersei stood there stunned, looking at the three uninvited guests and the unconscious Osmun Kettleblack on the ground, her mind went blank.
"You... who are you? How dare you break in!"
"Where is my sister!"
The woman didn't answer, but yelled again, pointing at Cersei: "Nami Lia Shad! Where is she!"
As soon as these words came out, Cersei's mind finally started to spin.
Namei Lia·Shad?
Shad?
Dornishmen?
"I don't know any bullshit Namei Lia!" She tightened the quilt, pointed at several sand snakes and yelled, "You broke into my Bedchamber and knocked out the Kingsguard. This is a felony, you know!"
As soon as these words came out, the leader, Obaya Sand, immediately frowned and looked at the sisters behind her.
"Tyene, didn't you say she was in the Red Keep?"
Tyene, who was holding Scimitar, scratched her head and said with some embarrassment, "It's in the Red Keep!"
"Ke... that guy said that Namei Lia is locked up in the dungeon of the Red Castle."
"Then where is this?"
"This...
Triene looked around, seeing the gorgeous decorations, the huge bed, and the scantily clad blonde woman on the bed. "This is probably some woman's room?"
"A woman's room?" Obaya's eyes widened. "What are we doing in a woman's room?"
"How do I know! You led the way!"
"I'll show you the way! You told me to go this way!"
"What I'm saying is that maybe you can get to the dungeon if you go this way! Do you know what maybe!"
Seeing the two people arguing so hard, Cersei and Osfryd Kettleblack suddenly looked at each other.
What the hell is going on!
At this time, seeing the two sisters getting more and more quarrelsome, the youngest Sarella weakly interrupted them, "Sister, we seem to have... found the wrong person again."
Hearing this, Obaya's face suddenly darkened...
.. Although she is already very dark.
He took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, then turned to look at Cersei and gritted his teeth. "No one can be left alive!"
"They saw our faces, let's kill these two cheating guys first!!"
"What!!"
Hearing that Obaya was planning to silence her, Osfryd Kettleblack immediately screamed, "Are you fucking crazy! This is Bedchamber from Queen Mother!"
"Kill Queen Mother, and you will never get out of the Red Keep! There are hundreds of Kingsguards and gold cloaks outside! You...
But before he finished speaking, the expressions of the three sand snakes not only showed no fear at all, but their eyes suddenly lit up, as if hungry wolves had seen their prey!
"Queen Mother?"
Obaya repeated, a smile slowly appeared on her lips, "Are you Cersei Lannister?"
"Great!" Tyene clapped her hands violently. "Capture her!"
"Yes!" Even Sarella became excited. "Catch her and exchange for Namei Lia!"
"What if Tywin doesn't agree?" Obaya asked.
"Then kill her!" Tyene said matter-of-factly, "It's not a loss to have a Lannister buried with her!"
The three Sand Snakes kept talking to each other, but Cersei was completely confused.
Listening to them discuss excitedly in front of him, an unknown fire rose from the bottom of his heart.
"Wait! Wait!"
She shouted anxiously, "What on earth do I have against you? Why do you want to arrest me! I don't know you at all!"
As soon as these words came out, Obaya immediately stepped forward and pinched Cersei's chin.
"What's the grudge?"
A ferocious smile appeared on her face, "Let me tell you, we are Bastard Daughter of Oberyn Martell. The Sand Snakes of Dorne!"
"What the Sand Snakes hate most in their lives is Lannister!"
Hearing this, Cersei's pupils suddenly shrank.
Red Viper's Bastard Daughter!
No wonder!
Judging from the current situation, the guy who hates Lannister to the core is Oberyn's Bastard Daughter. Now their sisters should have been kidnapped by their father, so they came to the Red Keep to look for someone, but they found the wrong door and broke into their own Bedchamber...
Damn it! I was just cheating on you, why am I so unlucky!
Cersei was filled with hatred, but in order to save her life, her mind began to spin rapidly for the first time in her life.
Wait...
It was the Magic Mountain that killed Yi Lia·Martell, and it was her father who gave the order. This matter had absolutely nothing to do with her!
Moreover, these women were able to break into the Red Keep silently and knock out the Kingsguard. Seeing how unlucky Osmun Kettleblack was, they were probably knocked down without even drawing their swords.
What does this mean?
This shows that they are extremely skilled and bold, fearing nothing.
The most important thing is that they hate their father!
If such a person can be used by her...
Thinking of this, Cersei's eyes slowly lit up.
But while she was thinking wildly, the three Sand Snakes were still discussing how to deal with her.
"Knock him unconscious first, then tie him up and hang him from the window?" Tyene suggested.
"There is a cliff outside the window." Sarella reminded.
"Then go out through the door and fight your way out!"
"Kill out? There are all guards outside, can you kill them all?"
"What should we do?"
"If you ask me, just kill him here to save trouble."
"It would be a pity to kill him. If he keeps it, he can exchange it for Namei Lia...
"That's enough!" Cersei couldn't stand it anymore and yelled.
The three sand snakes looked at her at the same time.
Cersei took a deep breath and tried to look calmer, even though she was still wrapped in a quilt and her hair was messy, she looked like a mistress who was caught secretly having an affair with a man...
But the affair part is indeed true.
"We are not enemies.
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Seeing the vicious looks from the Sand Snakes, Cersei showed an extremely proud smile.
Hearing this, Obaya raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"My daughter, Myrcella Baratheon, is engaged to Trystane Martell Prince."
"So?"
"So..." Seeing that Obaya was still confused, Cersei secretly cursed this woman as a fool, but she quickly explained, "So we are not enemies, and I am Queen Mother. I can help you rescue your sisters!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three Sand Snakes softened slightly, but Renee frowned and said suspiciously, "But my father said that Tywin Lannister is the enemy of all Dorne!"
Hearing this, Cersei explained again, "That's my father! Not me!"
"As you all know, I don't have a very good relationship with my father. He wants to marry me to that damn troublemaker Loras Tyrell! He wants to deprive me of my power! He wants to use my son as a puppet! I am not the same as him!"
After Cersei argued hard, the three Sand Snakes looked at each other again, seeming to believe her words a lot.
Seeing this, Cersei quickly continued to strike while the iron was hot, "Your sister Name Lia was kidnapped by my father, right?"
"I can help you, we can totally cooperate!"
"Cooperation?" Upon hearing this, Obaya sneered, "Why should we believe you?"
Under the gaze of the three Sand Snakes, Cersei took a deep breath, and then said something she never thought she would say to the Dornish people in her life, "Compared to you wandering around the Red Keep without any clues."
"I... have a better idea."