The throne room was brightly lit, with towering stone pillars supporting the dome of the hall. A circle of blazing flames surrounded the stone pillars, illuminating everyone here, bringing warmth and dispelling the chill.
The Unsullied soldiers were on duty with bucklers and spears in their hands with cold faces, while the imperial nobles who were watching the trial were all silent, standing on both sides of the throne room.
Wow...
Not long after that, the sound of metal friction was heard outside the door of the throne room in the distance, and the white knight Jaime Lannister, who had committed the crime of regicide, was escorted in.
The two Unsullied soldiers followed him without pushing him, but allowed him to walk through the walkway facing the Iron Throne in the throne room, and then walked to the judgment stand.
The imperial nobles who were watching the trial couldn't help but look over. Some of them had never seen the 'Kingslayer' before and were curious about his appearance. Most of them were new nobles born after the establishment of the empire.
And now there are also quite a few Robert and even nobles from the King Aerys period in the throne room. Some of them have met James, but now that they see his changes, they can't help but feel a little emotional.
The thirty-four-year-old knight is no longer as handsome as he once was, with flowing blond hair. He has dark eyes and is unshaven, but he can still be identified as Jaime Lannister.
Time is like a butcher's knife, but more importantly, I feel that the life of escaping outside was not easy, turning the original "Lannister Lion" into a "wild dog under the tree at the head of the village".
The trial of the 'Kingslayer' went very smoothly. After all, he was a member of the Kingsguard and had sworn a sacred oath, but he killed his own king. This was an unforgivable crime.
Therefore, when he was sentenced to death and would be hanged on the gallows, James looked a little lonely, but he did not defend himself and just nodded.
"Um."
"This is the punishment I deserve."
On the other side, Tyrion, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly became a little anxious when he heard his words.
"James!"
"Please put on black clothes!"
He couldn't help but whisper in a low voice that Tyrion was standing not far from Jaime, but Jaime turned a deaf ear to Tyrion's reminder.
Instead, he was immersed in his own world and continued to speak.
"I once had a dream..."
"I dreamed of my five sworn brothers, Oswell River, Jon Darry, Lewin Martell, the White Bull and the Sword of the Dawn."
"And among them, the Prince of Dragonstone came towards me with his long hair flowing, wearing a crown of mist and sorrow."
Jaime was recounting his dream, and everyone present in the throne room except the anxious Tyrion couldn't help but hold their breath.
Of course they knew that the 'Prince of Dragonstone' that Jaime spoke of was not Daenerys, but the Emperor's biological brother, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen.
"Then His Highness's body burned, emitting a cold light that changed between black, white and red."
"He said to me... 'I trusted you with my wife and children, James!'"
"'But you killed them!'"
Jaime imitated Rhaegar's questioning tone, and his voice echoed in the silent hall.
Everyone present couldn't help but feel a little creeped out when they heard this. They even raised their heads and looked at the ceiling above their heads, as if they had really seen Rhaegar's ghost questioning James, for fear that Rhaegar would be here watching them at this moment.
.
When Rhaegar was preparing to leave King's Landing to lead his army to put down the rebellion, Jaime asked to accompany the army, but Rhaegar refused.
Rhaegar left Jaime in King's Landing and asked him to guard the king, his wife and their two children.
The blond knight, whose hair was already mixed with some gray, mentioned this passage in the dream, and his body could not help but tremble slightly.
He recalled the scene when he and Rhaegar said goodbye in the courtyard of the Red Keep. Jaime Lannister was only seventeen years old at that time, but now he was homeless and twice as old.
At that time, James did not expect that his farewell to Rhaegar would be an eternal farewell. He also did not expect that so many things would happen later, and even directly destroy his life.
"And I don't know how to speak when faced with the questioning from His Highness and the five sworn brothers..."
"I didn't expect my father to do anything to them."
James' expression was one of fear and confusion, and he was escorted by the Unsullied soldiers who came forward to the execution ground outside the throne room.
There was silence in the throne room, except for the sound of the chains on James walking out. Tyrion finally couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to plead for his brother, asking Viserys to put James in black.
opportunity.
This is what Viserys promised him before. As long as James takes the initiative to request to wear black clothes after the verdict, Viserys will agree, and whether James can be qualified to wear black clothes depends on his presence on the throne.
What to say and how to say it in a public trial.
But it is a pity that James did not take the initiative to ask to wear black clothes after the trial, and Tyrion's request to stand up was met with James' own rejection. After some inner struggle, James is now determined to die.
Decision, he just wants to end it all as soon as possible.
The regicide was then escorted to the execution ground, with a rope tied around his neck, and the person responsible for the execution was Sandor Clegane, the "Hound Dog" who is now the royal law enforcer.
Half of his cheeks still looked like a mess after being burned. He had sharp cheekbones and thick eyebrows and gray eyes. He wore the golden armor of a royal law enforcer, and held a large beheading weapon in front of him with both hands.
sword.
Sandor looked at James with complicated eyes, then spat into the palm of his hand, rubbed his rough palm, and tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand.
"I started killing people when I was twelve years old. So far, countless people have died in my hands, no matter they are rich and powerful families with a long history, fat rich men in velvet, or noble knights who are arrogant."
"Your father... Lord Tywin, died in my hands. I didn't expect that you would die in my hands too. You, father and son, both died here."
"Maybe this is a kind of shit fate."
Sandor's voice was a bit vulgar, but he could still hear some pity. Sandor still recognized that James was a great warrior.
"Let's do it quickly."
"Good dog."
However, James didn't seem to be in the mood to chat with Sandor and reminisce about old times. He just glanced at him and felt the rope around his neck.
This little thing will then become a stranger and take his own life. He has never thought that one day he will die on the gallows.
Sandor did not hesitate after hearing James' words. He drew his sword, raised it high, and then slashed it down to cut off the rope on the gallows.
Boom——
James's body was quickly pulled up, and the rope around his neck was instantly tightened. His face turned red, then terrifyingly purple.
"Ho ho ho..."
Although he didn't want to lose his composure and wanted to die with dignity, his survival instinct still made him unable to help but open his mouth and make a hoarse sound, trying to breathe fresh air into his lungs.
In the brightly lit throne room, a black mist invisible to others seemed to be attracted and flew into Viserys' hands from the outside.