Game of Thrones: Joffrey the Chosen

"In the name of the Duke of Windbreak Castle, I proclaim this to the world."

"My nephew Joffrey Baratheon has been murdered by treacherous villains."

"These heinous crimes were committed by the mastermind Eddard Stark and the queen mother Cersei Lannister in collusion, with the intention of seizing power and wreaking havoc on the Seven Kingdoms."

"I raise an army now to avenge the late king's son, to kill Eddard, to punish Cersei, to purge the king's inner circle, and to quell the kingdom's turmoil. All those loyal to the royal family shall join me in this fight."

"—Renly Baratheon, the younger brother of the late King Robert."

After reading it, the little devil burst out laughing.

"Lord Ed, when did you start hanging out with my sister? I didn't even notice, hahaha..."

"His Majesty is still here!" Ed's face had turned ashen green.

Faced with such an absurd reason, Joffrey couldn't say much.

He could only flick his sleeve.

"Summon all ministers for a meeting!"

Council chamber.

As soon as Joffrey sat down in the chair, he felt his butt sink into a big hole.

Robert has barely been here many times, how did he get so bruised?

There were few changes in the personnel of the Imperial Council.

They lost one clueless guy, but gained a pair of Lannisters.

The two people accused by Renly of adultery sat on Joffrey's left and right, respectively, their heads down, seemingly lost in thought.

The others remained silent as well.

Joffrey had no choice but to speak first.

"Five days ago, Stannis sent someone to assassinate me using magic."

"Now he has declared himself King of the Iron Throne and plans to attack King's Landing."

He pushed the manifesto onto the table.

"Ramly sent another message saying that he had dispatched seven groups of men to avenge me, who was murdered by the Prime Minister and the Queen Mother."

"The letter's language was almost a plea."

"How about we discuss it?"

He pointed to the people present.

"How should we deal with this?"

Paisell buried his face in his beard, his eyes darting around, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Varys was scratching his bald head, as if something extraordinary had grown there.

Tyrion wanted to say something.

But once he opened his mouth, he started laughing, and his shoulders shook from laughing so hard he couldn't stop.

Cersei slapped him across the face.

"Lanley's a fool! And you're a fool too!" she hissed.

"I really don't know what the point of having your heads on your necks is."

The little devil simply rubbed his face; he wasn't angry.

"Good sister, please tell me."

"What exactly happened between you two that would lead Lord Renly to use his own reputation to make such a defamatory accusation?"

"This is inexplicable," Ed said gravely. "Do you know what Her Majesty the Empress Dowager and I did that night?"

"None of us harmed Xiao Qiao, isn't that obvious?"

The little devil laughed even harder.

Cersei's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Is it obvious?"

"Those idiots don't think that way."

"That Renly ran back to Storm's End, and on a whim, he came up with this whole drama."

"I'm curious, why didn't he conspire with his idiot brother and just say that Robert was also my fault?"

"Your Majesty," Varys's soft voice slipped into the tense atmosphere, "allow me to say one more word."

"Lord Renly thinks that way because he left too early and saw too little."

Everyone looked at him.

That night, the Red Fort was suddenly placed under martial law, and people were searching for assassins everywhere.

"And all of this happened after His Majesty and the Prime Minister had their conversation."

The eunuch's eyes darted around, scanning the crowd.

"Subsequently, on your orders, the Prime Minister summoned all his men to the Prime Minister's Tower and also moved a large number of weapons out."

"And then neither the Prime Minister nor those people ever showed up again."

"Oh my, the atmosphere back then was terrifying even to me."

The little devil exclaimed in sudden realization, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"So that's it. Renly thought you were staging a coup!"

"You can even do that to your own son, dear sister, how bad must your image be in other people's eyes?" His face became even more radiant.

Cersei scoffed, "I don't care what he thinks."

She stood up and looked down at the Prime Minister.

"Stark, tell me, are we on the same side?"

Ed was silent for a moment.

"no."

"That settles it then." Cersei straightened her cuffs. "The question now is, how do we deal with these two traitors?"

"Have Joffrey send a letter to Renly explaining the situation at that time..." Ed suggested tentatively.

Before he finished speaking, several pairs of eyes turned to him from all around.

Why is there an idiot sitting here?

Joffrey sighed.

"Lord Eddard, Lord Renly has made a name for himself."

"Even if he knew the truth now, his subordinates wouldn't think of stopping."

"What did those feudal lords who followed him and urged him to raise an army want? They wanted spoils of war, fiefdoms, and higher ranks. That's not the truth."

He tried to keep his tone gentle.

That night, Ser Loras also left King's Landing with his men.

"His relationship with Lord Renly... is unusual."

"We must quickly send a message to Lord Tywin, telling him that the Reach is no longer safe and that he must be careful when crossing the border."

Joffrey tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"And Lord Stannis."

"Did he believe you after you personally wrote him a letter explaining the situation?"

"He was convinced that my father was dead, and even claimed that the letter you wrote on behalf of my father was a forgery."

Upon hearing this, Cersei forgot all about pinching Tyrion's cheek.

He turned around and added a comment.

"It's all that damn Stannis's fault that our little Joe didn't even have time to prepare a proper coronation ceremony."

Joffrey nodded.

Since he had been unconscious for three days, Stannis's letter had already spread throughout King's Landing and the royal domain.

Therefore, he had to appear before everyone immediately, announce that he was not dead, and produce a letter bearing Robert's royal seal to prove that he was the true ruler of the Seven Kingdoms.

Then quickly send out messenger ravens to explain that Stannis was actually plotting a rebellion.

But in Westeros, where information was scarce, the two sides held their own versions of events.

Nobody knows who to believe.

There is no complete map or report for this area.

"The best way is to subdue them with force so that we can sit down together calmly and explain things clearly."

Ed nodded silently.

"If Robert were still here," he sighed, "or he could have announced it to everyone before he left."

"In that case, you definitely won't let him leave," the little devil interjected.

"Our Robert is probably still adrift at sea. With his thick skin, he won't even know his two brothers betrayed their own son until we're done fighting!"

He gave a sinister smile and looked at Cersei.

"Thanks to my sister's good reputation here, everyone is more inclined to believe that he is really dead and that the royal family is just keeping his death a secret."

"Nobody would believe he went out to play!"

Everyone remained silent for a moment.

Ultimately, the outcome of the discussion became obvious.

Joffrey took a deep breath and slammed his hand on the table.

"Ministers, what we are about to face..."

"It was an unprecedented and unparalleled North-South war!"