The royal law enforcer Hound raised his sword high.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
The people of King's Landing below shouted in unison, wanting to see the head of the former Duke of Casterly Rock beheaded.
Hidden in the crowd, 'James Shidong' standing at the front was holding the long sword at his waist, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Even the nails pierced into the palms of the hands without even realizing it, and blood dripped down the gaps between the fingers and fell to the ground.
James watched helplessly as his father was being led to the beheading table. At this moment, he wanted to draw his sword and rush forward to save his father.
However, reason told him that he could not do this, so he chose to listen to his brother's advice. Not only would he not be able to save his father by rushing forward, but he would also be caught up in it.
"Feel sorry."
On the stage, Tyrion seemed a little unbearable to watch. He jumped out of his chair, turned around and faced his back, pretexting that he wanted to go to the toilet.
The Valley Governor Petyr, who was sitting next to him, looked at the little devil's back with a wine glass in his hand, looking a little thoughtful.
In the distant Red Keep, Cersei was wearing a coarse cloth dress like a maid, and her hands still had traces of washing clothes.
In order to survive in the Red Keep, and for the sake of her two children, including her unwilling ambitions, Cersei resolutely chose to give up her identity as queen of the previous dynasty and decided to take root in the harem of the Red Keep from scratch.
And her first step to start over is to start with the most basic work.
There are many places where a maid is needed in the Red Keep. Her milk supply is abundant and she would have been more suitable for the role of a wet nurse. However, due to her special status, Cersei cannot access the royal nursery and cannot take personal care of the royal members.
Therefore, she has now become a laundry maid in the Red Keep. Although her life situation has hit rock bottom, and she no longer looks like a girl, and she wears servant clothes, Cersei is only twenty-eight years old, and her beauty is still stunning.
She is even more graceful than Qunfang.
At this moment, she was standing on a high tower in the Red Keep, looking at the execution ground below from a distance.
She knew that today was the day of judgment, but she could not leave the Red Keep to attend her father's trial. She could only stand on the high tower and look at the execution ground from a distance.
Although it was far away and I couldn't see clearly, I could probably see my father being escorted to the beheading platform.
The executioner drank a lot of strong wine, then threw away the flagon and drew his sword.
Facing the scorching sun, he raised the knife and dropped it. Tywin's head rolled to the ground. The cheers of the mountain and the tsunami suddenly sounded below. Cersei's eyes were red while standing on the tower, and tears burst out instantly.
"Father!"
Standing at the front of the crowd, 'Jaime Stone' was surrounded by cheers. People were cheering to celebrate the beheading of Tywin Lannister. Some even spat on Tywin's head, but he was the only one to hold it tightly.
He raised his fist, tears streaming down his disguised ugly face.
At the trial meeting, the soldiers were naturally unable to take care of the emotions of the three Lannister siblings.
An Unsullied soldier stepped forward and picked up Tywin's head, then picked it up with the tip of his spear, while the other two soldiers dragged Tywin's body away, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.
The traces were placed on a flatbed truck and taken away together with Magic Mountain's body like pigs being slaughtered in a slaughterhouse.
Tywin Lannister, who had betrayed the Targaryen family the most during the Usurper's War, was beheaded in public, symbolizing the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in the former ruling class of the Seven Kingdoms. During the Baratheon dynasty, the nine regional lords
Sir, only Dorne and the North have not changed, the rest have changed their owners.
The heads of Tywin and the Mountain were picked up and hung on the city wall as a warning to others. It also served as a warning to the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms present about the consequences of betraying the royal family.
The people were cheering enthusiastically like it was a festive feast, while the nobles of the seven countries felt chills on their backs, the wind rustling on the back of their necks, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat. To them, this was not a feast but a naked threat.
The structure of the world has changed. In a short period of time, more and more ancient families that have been inherited for thousands of years have perished in wars, which is enough to illustrate this problem.
Human beings have gradually become ruthless in dealing with their enemies, leaving no room for maneuver and often seizing an opportunity to kill them.
If you continue to follow the outdated thinking of the past and feel that making some mistakes will not harm you, then I am afraid that you are completely wrong and you will pay a bloody price to repay it.
And in the cell, Tywin, Eddard Stark and many other former criminals were dealt with, killed, exiled, and only the last of the King's Landing dungeons that were overcrowded half a month ago remained.
A felon, former rebel leader and King of the Seven Kingdoms, Robert Baratheon.
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The day after Tywin was killed, Viserys made an exception and allowed Cersei and her children to visit her husband and the father of their two children again.
"I won't go, Sir Mia."
"Thank you for your kindness."
The blonde maid who was washing clothes in the laundry room looked a little unhappy. She stood up and wiped the water stains on her hands on her dirty skirt. She forced a smile and rejected the kindness of Mia, the Kingsguard.
After all, she will have to accuse her husband as a witness tomorrow. She has betrayed Robert a long time ago, both physically and mentally. There is no need to maintain the so-called 'conjugal harmony' at the last moment of her life.
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Cersei refused to visit Robert on the grounds of being unwell, but allowed Joffrey to bring his sister Myrcella to the prison to visit their father.
The blond-haired boy was led by the Unsullied soldiers to the prison. When he saw his father in prison, his eyes turned red.
"Father!"
"dad!"
The girl with blond hair and a bit of baby fat also said with tears in her eyes.
Joffrey was holding on to the prison railing, which was as thick as a baby's arm. There were two clear bends on it. It seemed that Robert had not given up his desire to survive while being imprisoned.
He wanted to use his brute strength to break open the railings, but unfortunately the prison where he was imprisoned was the top defense in the Seven Kingdoms.
The Unsullied soldiers opened the prison door and let Joffrey and Myrcella in. Robert, who was sitting in the corner of the prison with messy hair and in a daze, suddenly woke up.
"Joffrey!"
He stood up, walked over, knelt down and hugged his two children. Even the tough man couldn't help but shed tears, and then kissed Myrcella with his rough beard.
"my daughter..."
A family drama was going on inside the prison, with the father and his son holding each other's arms and crying, while the Unsullied soldiers outside the prison had expressionless faces and held spears in their hands.