She offers gratitude, money, and her daughter's flower to kill King Joffery

Olenna stares with her great gray eyes as her old wrinkly forehead scrunches. Her voice came out still forcing respect to be known to her. "I will offer you my deep gratitude, and appreciation for that blue venomous rock. As well as gold from the vaults of my son vaults. And to sweeten the pot, my daughter's flower can be yours later tonight, if you hand over the pebble to me."

You grin rolling the stone in your hand, passing it back and forth like a basketball. You don't need an old lady commendation or the massive amount of gold at the Tyrell keep. But the idea of fucking Margaery did sound like a wonderful deal. You thought about keeping the Lannisters strong. Let the crazy bastard wreak havoc as you grow from behind the scene. The realm feared the man in the shadows while the king rules them.

"I already know that flower been spurted on by a few bees a few times." To have more eggs in the baskets and keep all your options open you use your powers furthermore. "Take this poison. But don't use it until I throw a wink at you. Only if I throw a wink, is the time you shall know that I approve of your plan. Do you understand?"

"Yes." A glossy look upon the elder Tyrell's face as she mutters her agreement to your words.

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