chapter 96 part 2
Cersei's lips curled into a smile.
She picked up her skirts, rose, and turned to approach Glyn.
Glyn once again felt Queen Cersei's breath.
Glyn's eyes trembled.
He felt Cersei's hand reach downward.
However, Queen Cersei immediately frowned.
Glyn's ancestral armor was seamless, and the scene with Lancel was not to be repeated.
Cersei very naturally drew her hand back and placed it on Glyn's cheek.
"Don't let King Robert get his way so easily, do you understand?"
Cersei hated Robert to the core.
She wished he would never rest in peace.
"Rest assured, for me, your command is the final command.
"
Cersei nodded in satisfaction.
"What do you plan to do?"
Glyn's Adam's apple bobbed.
"The intelligence I gather there will be passed to the Small Council through you.
"
Cersei patted Glyn's breastplate and said, "I will not give you too much time.
You should know how to prove your loyalty to me.
I also want to verify your devotion.
"
The normally reserved Glyn took a deep breath, his cheeks flushing slightly.
Cersei revealed a slight smile, lifted her chin, and said, "You may leave, Earl Glyn.
"
Glyn placed a hand on his chest and departed, his steps a little unnatural as he left the room.
...
Outside the door, Glyn and Jaime exchanged a look, and Glyn shrugged.
Jaime smiled and handed Glyn's sword back to him.
Glyn took the sword, fastened it, and pulled out a silver stag, tossing it to Jaime.
After Jaime caught the silver stag, Glyn said, "A storage fee.
"
Jaime smiled and shook his head, and the awkward atmosphere between them instantly vanished.
Jaime joked back, "The price goes up next time.
One gold dragon.
"
Glyn held up two fingers, then gestured with his eyes toward the room's door before turning to leave.
A smile playing on his lips, Jaime watched Glyn's retreating back before re-entering the room.
...
Entering the room, Jaime found Cersei sitting silently on the chair.
"That boy has good character.
More reliable than most.
"
Speaking, Jaime walked closer to Cersei.
Cersei seemed to only just notice Jaime entering the room.
She glanced at the armor he was wearing, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Hmph.
He is my chosen Commander of the City Watch, and you are my Captain of the Kingsguard, Ser Jaime.
"
Cersei never concealed her ambitions from Jaime.
Jaime advised helplessly, "Cersei, I can support you, but we cannot be hasty.
This is a huge matter..."
Cersei interrupted impatiently, "Jaime, I know.
You don't need to repeat yourself.
"
After speaking, Cersei frowned again and continued, "Jaime, why are you still wearing your armor?
That thing is cold and hard.
Take it off!"
Cersei's sudden, angry words made Jaime look down at his own armor in confusion.
...
...
King's Landing, Flea Bottom.
The weary-looking Davos Seaworth looked up at the star-twinkling night sky for a moment, then roused his spirits again.
How did Davos, known as the Onion Knight, plan to help Lord Stannis Baratheon ascend to the position of Hand of the King?
Davos's plan was a joint recommendation from the nobility combined with a self-recommendation from Lord Stannis himself.
Davos naturally understood that the biggest obstacle would be King Robert.
But he believed that under the joint recommendation of numerous nobles, King Robert, who indulged in fine food, wine, and women, would have no choice but to compromise for the sake of the kingdom's stability and appoint Lord Stannis as Hand of the King.
He truly couldn't imagine who else, after Hand Jon Arryn, besides Lord Stannis, could govern a kingdom that was already in such a terrible state.
Davos had already secretly visited many nobles of the Crownlands and obtained certain promises.
Tomorrow, Davos would set out for his most important destination, the Baratheon ancestral lands—the Stormlands.
The process of rushing about was as difficult as Davos had imagined, but he felt that as long as he could help Lord Stannis smoothly take the position of Hand of the King, it would all be worth it.
Everything he possessed had been granted to him by Lord Stannis.
Lord Stannis had knighted him, allowing him to sit alongside other nobles and even command the royal fleet.
Davos had seven sons in total.
Now, his eldest son, Dale, was captain of the 'Sea Spirit'.
His second son, Allard, was captain of the 'Lady Marya'.
His third son, Maric, had become the mast officer on the 'Fury'.
His fourth son, Matthos, served as first mate on his 'Black Betha'.
His fifth son, Devan, was about to be taken on as a squire by Lord Stannis and would surely be knighted one day.
His two youngest sons, Stannis and Steffon, would walk the same path in the future.
His wife, Marya, had become the lady of a small castle at Cape Wrath, where the servants all had to call her 'my lady'.
Davos could even hunt red deer in his own forest.
...
All of this was thanks to Stannis, and the price he paid was merely a few finger joints.
Stannis's punishment for him had been just.
He had once flouted the king's laws, and this was the punishment he deserved.
Stannis had remade him.
Now, Stannis continued to honor him with his trust.
...
While in King's Landing, Davos had also heard that Glyn had been gifted a mansion by Queen Cersei.
The generosity of a Lannister was always something to marvel at.
Queen Cersei, born a Lannister, would not be generous to others for no reason.
From this news, Davos had already confirmed that Glyn's reputation as the queen's favorite was by no means an empty rumor.
A talent rarely favored by Lord Stannis, now faced with Lannister gold dragons, Davos could only place his hopes in Lord Stannis's personal charisma.
Davos's thoughts turned over in his mind.
Led by an attendant into the residence, he saw Glyn waiting in the main hall.
The brown-eyed, grey-haired Davos was plain-looking, with a thick grey beard.
He wore a black tunic, and his build appeared thin and frail.
Davos was visiting on behalf of Lord Stannis.
Glyn took the initiative to greet him.
"Good evening, Ser Davos.
Please convey my respects to Lord Stannis Baratheon.
It is an honor to meet you.
"
Davos nodded in return.
"Good evening, Earl Glyn.
On behalf of Lord Stannis, I thank you for your regards.
The honor is mine.
"
After Glyn and Davos meticulously completed the formal greetings, the two men sat down.
Glyn's expression was gentle as he said, "Ser Davos, the diligence of the royal fleet allows my port to develop in peace.
I have long wished to express my thanks in person.
I didn't expect the opportunity would present itself so soon.
"
Davos's tone was modest.
"Earl Glyn, this is the duty of the royal fleet, and it is also a credit to Lord Stannis.
"
Glyn nodded slightly and said, "Lord Stannis is like a pillar of the kingdom.
I admire him greatly.
"
Davos sighed lightly.
"Yes, I agree with your view.
Lord Stannis has always been just and diligent.
One cannot help but feel admiration.
"
A flicker in Glyn's eyes, he said, "Yes, the gods can attest to that.
"
End of Chapter