chapter 185 part 2
Not only was her movement gentle, but Queen Cersei's expression also became tender at that moment; the dark clouds seen earlier seemed to be an illusion.
"I didn't mean to hit you, Glyn."
Glyn: "..."
Queen Cersei smiled gently. She linked her arm with Glyn's and said, "Glyn, walk with me."
...
As they strolled, she told him, "This is where I grew up. This is the only place where I can keep my maidenhood days."
She pointed at the swing. "Jane Farman, Myranda Harlaw. They were my childhood friends; we often played there together."
She pointed to a cluster of dark red flowers. "It came from a distant continent. I only discovered its existence by chance in books. It took many pleas to my father for him to acquire it for me."
She pointed to the shrubbery. "They once tore a hole in my favorite dress."
Queen Cersei paused. A faint mist gathered in her eyes, and she murmured, "It feels like so long ago..."
She slowly released Glyn's arm and whispered, "Glyn, kiss me..."
...
Queen Cersei buried her head against Glyn's chest plate and whispered, "Glyn, I had a nightmare. It was too real, too terrifying."
Glyn: "..."
He lightly patted Queen Cersei's back and said, "Please don't worry. My sword will protect you."
"But it was too real, as if it's about to happen."
After a pause, Queen Cersei continued, "Stannis is a demon. He broke through King's Landing. He killed everyone..."
Queen Cersei pulled away from Glyn's chest plate. She looked up at Glyn, reaching out to touch his cheek.
"You're still so young. Stannis didn't even spare you. He truly is a devil."
"Perhaps this is a warning from the gods. We absolutely cannot sit by and wait for ruin. We should sever the nightmare in advance."
"Glyn, for me, for us, I want your sword unsheathed. Can you do it?"
Glyn didn't hesitate for a moment. He took a step back and knelt on one knee: "Queen Cersei, there is no greater honor than to serve Your Majesty. The Whispers awaits your command."
Queen Cersei tilted her chin slightly, looking down at Glyn, her gaze mixed with scrutiny.
After a pause, she spoke aloud: "I, Cersei of House Lannister, in the name of Regent Queen and Warden of the Realm, do hereby invest Glyn crabbe as Earl of Crab's Claw Peninsula and Defender of Crab's Claw Peninsula, and Governor of Crab's Claw Peninsula, granting him all feudal taxes of Crab's Claw Peninsula. All Lords of Crab's Claw Peninsula shall serve House crabbe as their liege, and his descendants shall inherit these honors for generations, never to falter."
Glyn's voice held suppressed excitement: "Regent Queen, I thank you for your profound grace. Crab's Claw Peninsula awaits your command."
Queen Cersei's lips curved slightly, and she said softly, "Rise, my Earl of Crab's Claw Peninsula."
Glyn's eyes trembled slightly. Although he still didn't know what exactly Lord Stannis had done, it must have been something that made Queen Cersei hate him to the core.
Glyn stood up and said solemnly, "Queen Cersei, in your name, the tens of thousands of soldiers from Crab's Claw Peninsula will flatten Stannis's Dragonstone."
Queen Cersei extended both hands and clasped one of Glyn's, placing Glyn's palm on her chest.
She gently hinted, "Earl Glyn, I await your triumph. On the day of your victorious return, I will personally reward you right here, in my maiden garden."
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Glyn pondered the support he could get from the Red Keep as he walked out of Maegor's Holdfast. He looked up at the sky... Dark clouds gathered densely, blocking the sunlight, making it gloomy and hazy.
The previous scene suddenly surfaced in Glyn's mind. He felt that after Samwell left, Cersei's honeytrap seemed to have become even more potent.
Indeed, no wonder so many heroes fall to honeytraps; it's certainly hard to resist.
Lord Glyn himself had a strong resistance to honeytraps. Coupled with his familiarity with Daenerys's "inhuman" beauty in Pentos, his resistance increased significantly when facing Queen Cersei.
Thinking of Daenerys, Glyn thought of the Dragons... Daenerys no longer had her unfortunate encounters. Would the Targaryen dragons still appear?
...
A gentle breeze was blowing, carrying a moist scent, seemingly setting the stage for the coming rain.
Glyn stepped forward.
After a while, Glyn would officially leave King's Landing under the pretext of capturing House Targaryen remnants. But upon returning to Crab's Claw Peninsula, Queen Cersei's order was to immediately assemble an army to conquer Dragonstone and deliver Lord Stannis's head into her hands.
What did Stannis do? Glyn had almost guessed the answer.
As he walked, a faint smile curved Glyn's lips. He saw Varys's figure in the distance; the Lord Spider was indeed ubiquitous.
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"Good day, Lord Varys."
"Good day, Earl Glyn."
The two exchanged greetings as if by chance, then walked together towards the direction of the Small Council Chambers.
Glyn spoke first: "Lord Varys, what did Lord Stannis do?"
Varys said with a smile, "Earl Glyn, were you affected by the Regent Queen's fury?"
Glyn shrugged, "More or less. Queen Cersei was very angry today."
Varys pulled a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Glyn.
"Early this morning, many ravens arrived at the Red Keep, each carrying a personal letter from Lord Stannis."
"A personal letter?" Glyn unfolded the letter.
Glyn scanned the contents, then folded the letter and returned it to Varys.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Lord Stannis is indeed a diligent man."
Varys chuckled, "My Little Birds tell me that, barring any surprises, all the great and small noble Houses of the Seven Kingdoms will receive a personal letter from Lord Stannis."
He added, "Although Lord Stannis is iron-faced and ruthless, his justice is known throughout the Seven Kingdoms. I think many people will choose to believe the contents he personally penned."
Glyn turned his head to look at the smiling Varys and asked, "Lord Varys, do you believe the contents of this letter?"
Varys's smile remained unchanged. He countered, "Earl Glyn, do you believe it?"
Glyn shook his head slightly, "My heart is troubled. I both wish it were the truth and wish it were not the truth."
The smile on Varys's face gradually faded. He sighed, "The Great War from a dozen years ago, in truth, has not ended. This time, even greater turmoil will ensue."
After a pause, he asked meaningfully, "Earl Glyn, Lord Stannis works so hard... What do you think his objective could be? Is it truly for so-called justice?"
(end of chapter)