Lord Greene first extended a hand to Ser Jaime, who was empty-handed, then wiggled his fingers, without words, but the meaning was clear.
Ser Jaime's handsome face stiffened for a moment, and he said, "I had someone send it to your residence."
Lord Greene naturally withdrew his hand, smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "Ser, do you like riddles?"
Ser Jaime looked at Lord Greene's face suspiciously: "Riddles?"
Lord Greene nodded slightly, motioning for his guards to wait in place, then pointed in a direction for Ser Jaime, and said as they walked, "In return for your gift. Although I can guess it's not a very good thing, but seeing as you put thought into it… I want to ask you, why do your eyes always stare at me?"
Ser Jaime's fist tightened, and he said, "I know you're deliberately trying to get my attention, Earl."
Walking under a tree, Lord Greene stopped and asked, "Ser, have you thought about why I would do this?"
Ser Jaime glanced sideways at Lord Greene, but did not speak.
After a pause, Lord Greene began, "There are some things I can only subtly remind you of, because I am not a Lannister; this is an unspoken understanding among the Seven Kingdoms' nobility."
Ser Jaime frowned in thought for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to remind me of? About… Cersei?"
Lord Greene seemed not to have heard Ser Jaime's words: "The golden fur and the black fur are intertwined… That is my riddle."
Golden fur? Black fur… black hair?
Feeling Jaime's gaze shift to the top of his head, Lord Greene said irritably, "Can your green eyes only see my dark hair?"
Hearing Lord Greene's complaint, Ser Jaime shrugged and said stubbornly, "This is a knight's… intuition."
"I have other matters."
Lord Greene reached out and patted Ser Jaime's arm, then said, "Observe more; I believe you will soon find the answer to the riddle."
Hmm… whether it's day or night, keep a close eye on her, and be Lord Greene's shield.
And by the way… at the right opportunity, resolve the hidden danger.
With a flick of his Marsh Marigold-embroidered cloak, Lord Greene strode away.
… … … …
Every day, hundreds of carriages carrying food from Highgarden entered King's Landing, sent by House Tyrell in Margaery Tyrell's name… and distributed directly to the common folk.
After Lord Greene left the Red Keep, he heard the name of the Little Rose of Highgarden everywhere; the entire King's Landing was in a frenzy for her.
Leyton, the young steward's voice, sounded: "My Lord, the Tyrell people are parading through the streets; as long as they have a small Golden Rose sewn on their chest, they don't have to pay for wine. Women with husbands, widows without husbands, and even prostitutes—all women are captivated by these handsome young people distributing food, embroidered with the Golden Rose."
Handsome young people?
Lord Greene's eyes flickered. Around twenty years old, always with a gentle smile on their faces, light brown hair shimmering golden in the sun—he had already met several such handsome men on the road, and they were all surrounded by enthusiastic people of King's Landing.
"…" Lord Greene felt a concern in his heart; was House Tyrell overdoing it with the Golden Rose? Judging by the current situation, the people of King's Landing had long forgotten the Battle of King's Landing and its saviors, only calling out for their future Queen—Margaery Tyrell.
Lord Greene's eyes trembled slightly; why would House Tyrell "excessively" promote the name of the Little Rose?
The Little Rose represents House Tyrell, while Lannister controls the Red Keep. Were they going to start a power struggle so soon? According to the current situation, it would be most beneficial for Lannister and Tyrell to continue working together… especially since the King's wedding had not yet taken place.
Could it be… that House Tyrell was doing this to prevent Lannister from reneging on the engagement? Lord Greene quickly dismissed this absurd possibility.
A reasonable conjecture requires more specific information, so Lord Greene temporarily stopped his "groundless" speculation.
"Leyton."
Lord Greene called out, pulled on the reins, adjusted the horse's direction, and then said, "Arrange it; we will help the Golden Rose well."
Leyton commanded the "atmosphere team" that had been trained since the Queen's Quarter, and now they would come in handy.
Leyton quickly scanned his surroundings, leaning his upper body slightly towards Lord Greene: "My Lord, do you mean… we should secretly help the Golden Rose promote… what they are doing now?"
Lord Greene looked at Leyton, nodded slightly, and said, "You must do your best; I want Miss Margaery's name to be discussed in every street and alley of the entire city."
"As you command, My Lord."
Clip-clop, clip-clop. After riding for a while, Lord Greene turned his head and asked, "Leyton, this matter isn't heard in the Red Keep… Is it Hand of the King Tywin?"
Leyton respectfully replied, "Yes, My Lord. The new Hand's punishment for such matters is very cruel; at least no one dares to 'loudly' discuss outside matters in the Red Keep as they used to."
Lord Greene nodded slightly. Although it didn't fundamentally solve some problems, the effect was very obvious, which was very Tywin-like.
Hook Alley, Lord Greene dismounted in front of a luxurious gate carved with the Golden Rose emblem.
A servant led the way, and Lord Greene met Duke Mace Tyrell in a Rose garden where various Roses bloomed.
"Oh, Lord Greene, welcome!" Lord Mace's hearty voice rang out.
"Good day, Lord Mace, it is an honor to receive your invitation."
After exchanging greetings, Lord Greene noticed a map spread on the round table. Lord Mace directly moved his burly body aside: "Let's look together."
He stroked his triangular beard: "This is a map of the Stormlands."
Lord Greene came to the table and looked down. This map was much more detailed than the one he possessed, especially… the terrain near Storm's End.
After a pause, Lord Greene said, "Lord Mace, if this map were used for war, it would be a sharp sword."
A hint of pride appeared on Lord Mace's plump face, and he said, "This might be one of my biggest gains in King's Landing."
As his words fell, Lord Greene's gaze shifted, and he suddenly "smelled" Lannister.
Lord Greene's gaze did not linger on the map: "Congratulations, this is something whose value cannot be measured in gold dragons."
Lord Mace stroked his beard, laughed loudly, and said, "Good, I got it, otherwise…"
His tone shifted, and a hint of anger entered his voice: "I don't like Ser Kevan of Lannister."
Lord Greene pursed his lips and smiled, saying, "It seems… Ser Kevan left a rather poor impression on you."
After Lord Mace took his seat, he first motioned for the servant to pour wine, then began, "Although House Tyrell and Lannister are allies, they demand too much. Ser Kevan is very greedy."
Lord Greene also sat down on a wooden chair nearby. He took a sip of wine and said, "Lord Mace, your generosity is known throughout the Seven Kingdoms. If permitted, may I hear Ser Kevan's excessive request?"
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