Chapter 443

that night.

Shortly after Jaime Lannister left the Cityguard's dungeon.

Gollum-

The sound of the wheels of the carriage rolling over the bluestone slabs, there was a drizzle of rain tonight, the rain beating on the roof of the carriage, and the rainwater on the ground gathered into a small stream that flowed to the deepest part of the alley.

A carriage covered with a black cloth stopped in front of the gate of the dungeon, connected to Tyrion, who should have been temporarily detained here under Jaime's order, and left here, and then disappeared into the busy streets of King's Landing.

"I have thought about which noble person in King's Landing is serving the Targaryen family."

Tyrion looked very indifferent when sitting in the carriage. Everything that happened at present was under his control, and the people sitting opposite the carriage did make him a little surprised.

"But I didn't expect it to be you."

Tyrion didn't leave the glass, but this time he didn't drink, and his eyes were a little complicated.

The person sitting in front of him was Varys the Spider, the king's chief intelligence officer.

This chubby bald eunuch with a rouge aura on his body, wearing brightly colored fine silk and soft shoes.

However, these are not to satisfy his personal aesthetics or hobbies, but to hide the smell on his body, the sound of his clothes and walking, and he can't be immediately recognized by others when he changes his identity.

"A spider has eight legs, my lord."

And Varys, who was sitting across from the carriage, heard Tyrion's voice, opened his eyes slightly, and then spoke calmly.

He just mentioned a word, and did not explain the meaning in detail.

"From what I've been told, the city is in danger."

"The army of Viserys has surrounded Riverrun, and if our king or your father, or Stannis, or the Duke of Winterfell can suddenly show his might and defeat the dragons, the Dothraki, and the giants, maybe Our country is still saved."

Varys said in a low voice.

The information he received was earlier than that of the high-ranking dignitaries in King's Landing. In fact, many of those information were released on his own initiative. According to the information Varys received, Viserys had surrounded Riverrun, but the follow-up information had not yet been released. circulated back.

"I never thought that a eunuch would worry about the country and the people."

And Tyrion sneered, and said in a sarcastic voice that he was not in a good mood, he opened the curtain a little and looked at the rain outside the window.

At this moment, the streets of King's Landing were dark, and only the sound of dripping rain could be heard.

The most prosperous city in the Seven Kingdoms has enforced a curfew because of the war. There are golden robes patrolling the streets, but they all turn a blind eye to this carriage.

"Dwarfs can think about national affairs, and so can eunuchs."

Hearing Tyrion's harsh voice, Varys responded calmly.

One is a eunuch and the other is a dwarf, and no one can look down on the other.

"Actually, I don't serve the Targaryens either. Viserys may not even know my name."

"I'm for myself."

Varys didn't have much contact with Viserys, and he thought that Viserys should have never heard of his humble name.

And Tyrion did not mention from Reness that King's Landing had a Targaryen family insider before he met Varys. He gave Varys a strange look, and didn't understand why he did this?

Not for profit, be a good person?

However, he knew that the eunuch's words could not be easily believed, so Tyrion narrowed his eyes slightly.

And Varys seemed to know that Tyrion didn't believe in him, and then said in a faint voice.

"The war is about to start. I don't know how many people will die in this city. The flames of the dragon will burn down King's Landing, just as the 'Mad King' wanted to blow up King's Landing with wildfire many years ago."

Varys glanced at Tyrion.

"I just want more people to survive."

Gollum-

Then the carriage drove into the Red Fort, and the guards of the Red Fort silently stepped aside.

It turns out that the big man who really wants to meet Tyrion tonight is none other than Cersei Lannister, the sister of Tyrion, the queen who controls the government.

The Queen's other younger brother, Jaime Lannister, the current commander-in-chief of the city's defenses, is braving the drizzle to patrol the city.

The place where Cersei and Tyrion secretly met was in Maegor's House, in Cersei's bedroom, where there was no one else but Cersei's maid, not even the Kingsguard.

Under the guidance of the maid, Tyrion hurriedly walked into the door, and then saw the queen in a pale yellow dress sitting quietly behind the dining table.

At this moment, the table was full of food and red wine, and there was still a little remnant in Cersei's glass. It seemed that Cersei had been drinking by herself for a long time before Tyrion arrived.

"Cersei."

Tyrion looked at the beautiful blond queen, then stopped slightly and took the initiative to say hello.

The maid who led him over bowed slightly, then left the room and closed the door gently.

"Actually, I don't want to see you at all, you know?"

"Tyrion."

Sitting at the back of the dining table, Cersei raised her delicate chin slightly and looked at the dwarf brother in front of her. There was no family affection in her eyes, only indifference and even a little bit of hatred.

"But when my father said you were dead, Jaime dug a tomb for you with a sword in the godswood, and I shed a few tears for you on Maegor's Tower."

Tyrion was silent when he heard his sister's words, he looked Cersei in the eyes, he believed that the other party did not need to lie about this issue.

Therefore, after a long silence, he spread his hands.

"Then it looks like I'm grateful for the few tears you shed for me?"

He could feel the complex emotions of the other party at the moment, and strongly supported the appearance on the surface. She was the noble queen of the Seven Kingdoms, but in fact, the panic in her eyes could no longer be concealed, and she was not even as good as a seven-year-old boy. That's why I can't wait to find Tyrion.

However, Cersei still only snorted softly on the surface, and then stopped going straight to the subject.

"I heard from Jaime that you have now taken refuge with House Targaryen, the messenger of that Reness?"

Tyrion nodded slightly and acknowledged that Cersei was not going to continue to circle around.

"That's right, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess appointed me to come to the city to persuade me to surrender."

He kept his mouth shut that he was using his own head to make a promise to bring King's Landing to Rhaenys.

"Humph--"

And Cersei heard Tyrion's words, a sarcastic smile on her pretty cheeks.

"Now she has become Her Royal Highness the eldest princess..."

"You are indeed the one who would do such a thing, Tyrion."

Cersei stood up from the chair and walked to the balcony with a glass of wine and one hand on the table. The light rain outside the window was still pattering, and the night in King's Landing was dark.

Then the beautiful blond queen drank the red wine in the glass, put the glass on the balcony, turned her head and said.

"Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush."

"Tyrion."

"If I am willing to surrender the city and offer King's Landing intact, what conditions will Viserys offer me?"