In the Queen's Hall in the Red Fort, the white curtains embroidered with gold sway in the breeze.
Cersei Lannister lay in the golden bathtub, her shoulders exposed above the water, and the water droplets on her collarbone sparkled in the sunlight.
Ta-ta-ta.
Jaime did not hide his footsteps and appeared in Cersei's sight.
Queen Cersei tossed her silky golden hair, revealing her charm. "Brother and brother, are you finally willing to let this heartwarming conversation between brothers end?"
Jaime frowned slightly. "Cersei, he's worried about you too. You should be grateful to him."
Jaime did not say the word Tyrion in front of Cersei, and had no choice but to use him instead.
Cersei snorted and scoffed, "I am the daughter of the old lion, the queen! You are so self-righteous. I have my own judgment. I don't need anyone to tell me what to do. You just need to obey me!"
Cersei stood up from the tub and gazed at Jaime with her chin slightly raised.
Jaime sighed inwardly, not wanting to continue the argument he had repeated countless times. He reached out and picked up the burgundy robe, then walked over to help Cersei put it on.
Cersei then raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, walked barefoot to the side, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of red wine.
Cersei raised her wine glass gracefully, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "Did that idiot find anything valuable?"
James spread his hands: "Not bad, worth winning over."
Cersei scoffed again. "Hmph, you've spent so much time talking about this little information. I'm truly worried about the future of the Lannisters. You're so slow. I already knew this through Lord Green's letter, and yet you've delayed me for so long."
Jaime would rather die than convey Tyrion's original words to Cersei, as it would only make things worse.
Out of his knightly honor and not wanting to maliciously criticize others, James said "not bad" at this moment, which was the highest compliment.
James shrugged. "Want to arrange a meeting right away?"
Cersei said a little angrily, "Jaime!"
"Alright, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten what you reminded me. Everything must be done properly. I'll go see if there's a suitable position for him in the Red Keep."
"It was originally just a simple meeting, but you believed someone's slander and insisted on interfering. That's why I took the trouble to change the meeting method. I tolerated it because of you, James!"
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King's Landing, Hook Harbor, Green's Study.
More than a week has passed since Green left Whispering City, and Herschel's raven delivered the first briefing on the Kleber Territory today.
A 30-man squad of the Thorn Legion was ambushed by a small group of savages at night while on a solo mission, resulting in 23 casualties.
Putting down the letter, Green rubbed his temples.
Green doesn't have to worry about everything. Even with such casualties, Green believes that the experienced Knight Pell will make timely adjustments.
Not only the Thorn Legion, but all the longbowmen were not equipped with melee weapons in time because of Craber's lack of resources.
Green's favorite is a short sword with a blade length of no more than 50cm and a width of no more than 5cm, which is used mainly for stabbing and supplemented by chopping.
This short sword is light and does not greatly affect the longbowman's archery and marching. It is also powerful in close combat and can effectively deal with close combat threats.
Lack of money.
Now Kleber is killing mountain savages while absorbing them, and is maintaining development by plundering the mountain savages.
Without other growth points, Kleber's development speed is like a fully drawn longbow, which has reached its limit, is limited in time, and is unsustainable.
The number of longbowmen also increased simultaneously.
The income of Mermaid Port is only enough to barely maintain the operation of the port in the short term. Relying solely on the normal income of the territory, without affecting the equipment of other weapons, it will take at least two years to barely equip each longbowman with a dagger.
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Surana pushed the door open and entered, greeting Green. "My lord," he said, "this has just been delivered by the Red Keep. You have been appointed the Queen's Officer, and I order you to take up your post and take orders at the Red Keep tomorrow morning."
The Queen's steward?
I don't know why Green thought of eunuchs.
Green picked up the appointment letter handed to him by Surana with a strange look on his face.
What exactly does a Queen's Officer do? The appointment letter didn't specify, but Green did notice the salary: 200 gold royals a year.
Green touched his chin and asked, "Can I get 10 years' salary in advance as an emergency measure?"
Sorry, I was delayed today by something, so I'll write these first. The outline is getting smoother and smoother, and I'll be able to write 2 chapters a day in a few days.