A Play of Steel and Powder

House Celtigar - 253 AL

Name: House Celtigar
House Words: Born from Fire (Unofficial Words are: Masters of the Sea)
Head of House: Lord Kaesoran Celtigar
Heir of House: Aegon Celtigar
Religion: Faith of the Seven
Seat: Claw Isle

Ancestral Weapon:
Leviathan's Wrath (Valyrian Steel Battle Axe)

Family Line:

• Lord Kaesoran Celtigar (a. 46) Lord of Claw Isle.- Married Lady Vienna Celtigar nee Sandstorm (a. 46, d. 250). She died of Greyscales
• Hector Celtigar (a. 26, d. 252) - Eldest Born of Kaesoran Celtigar. Died at the Battle of King's Landing.
• Aegon Celtigar (a. 23) - The Second son and current heir of Kaesoran. Is the current wielder of Leviathan's Wrath. Current Location is at Claw Isle.
• Vaenys Celtigar (a. 20) - The daughter of Kaesoran. Currently at Claw Isle.
• Ronald Celtigar (a. 44) - Kaesoran's brother. Current Warden of Claw Isle. Married Lady Gwen Greyjoy (a. 41)
• Veron Celtigar (a. 26) - Ronald's son. Seafarer.
• Maeglin Celtigar (a. 6) - Ronald's second son. Named after the late prince.

Military:
200 horse
1500 foot
Celtigar Fleet:
1 Carrack (The Saint of the Deep)
5 Galleys
20 longships (All owned by Crownland Greyjoy's)
Vassals:
House Greyjoy of the Crownlands

Foreign Messages:
To Houses of Westeros @Mina
From: Aegon Celtigar
I seek a bride for myself. Are any of you interested?

To House Sandstorm (Sir Alan Sandstorm) @Mina @Wade Garrett (Don't know who to post for them)
From: Aegon Celtigar
My sister is unmarried and I seek a bride for her. Are you interested?

It was always a gamble with the Taint. If you married a Targaryen or someone with a family who had frequently married with the Targaryens there was always a chance the child would be born deformed. Until today Robb had thought himself a lucky man. But now...

"I'm afraid the right leg will never develop fully, Lord Protector, and the deformity to the ears is consistent with deafness. Combined with possible future fangs and the talons..."

"I already know she won't have a normal life, Wisdom!" Robb snapped at the old man hovering over him.

"Yes, my Lord. There are not that many options for a girl like that," The wisdom said reluctantly.

"What options are there?" Robb asked.

"Well, Lord Protector, the Silent Sisters and the Faith are usual option for a daughter. There are also more direct options..." The Wisdom trailed.

"Like what?" Robb inquired warily.

"She would hardly be the first you understand. Considering the alternative it may be even more compassionate..." Again, the Wisdom seemed reluctant to finish his thought. Robb finally lost his patience.

"You dottering old fool! Tell me!"

The wisdom said nothing but he gestured to the Blackwater. His meaning was clear. To prevent her from having a life of suffering it was better for her to have no life at all. Robb was stunned by the idea. But thinking about everything she would face...

"I want to see my daughter," he decided.

"Lord Protector, doing that mar your imp..."

"Just do it!"

Obligingly the old man opened the door to the where his daughter was resting. Sibela had been led away to deal with her grief. The Wisdom, having enough of Robb's abuse, made himself scarce. They were alone. Robb approached the bed, making noises his daughter could never hear, with motions his daughter could never imitate.

Robb looked down at her. She was pale, her skin mottled, whispy red hair hung from her scalp. Not sure what to do, Robb petted her. Very softly at first, but gradually harder. She awoke and Robb was amazed at her eyes. Bright, blue eyes. She cooed and Robb continued petting her. He then decided to rub her belly with one of his fingers and and he surprised to hear her laugh. One of her hand clumsily shot up and Robb winced a little. She had cut him a little bit. He withdrew his hands to put on gloves and continued to play with his daughter. Soon she seemed to tire and he withdrew his hands.

I don't know what life you will have, Visenya. But I will see to it, it will be as happy as it can be.

Robb heard a noise behind him. A servant was passing by. Suddenly, Robb had an idea. He called out to him.

"Bring me a Silent Sister. I will need her for the next decade or so. Spare no expense."

"Um, that is an unusual request, it might take some time. Why do you want one?"

Robb looked at Visenya, "Someday, I want to talk to my daughter."

The Freehold of Valyria, and her Emperor Rhaegon Daltaris, do hereby issue the following declaration concerning the Kingdom of Dorne. The Freehold extends recognition of an independent Dornish Kingdom as it has self declared, free from what it sees as the oppression of House Targaryen and the Iron Throne. As a result the Freehold of Valyria will be extending a hand of invitation to join the Freehold over the course of the next four years. This period will see trade intensify between Dorne and the Freehold as well as adding membership to the Senate to be represented in discussions of state then finally at the end of the fourth year the Kingdom of Dorne will be able to enter the Freehold as a clear member. In the meantime during which the transition to membership shall begin the Freehold extends its hands in diplomacy to both House Targaryen and Braavos in order to implement a ceasefire and later a peace. The Freehold will continue to conduct business as normal with all of the warring factions equally and as prior treaty permits. Attacks on shipping in the Narrow Sea heading towards Dorne of other locations will not be tolerated regardless of the offending party.

The Freehold of Valyria puts forward an invitation to both the leaders and representatives of House Targaryen and the Kingdom of Dorne to negotiate a cessation of hostilities until a peace can be negotiated.

From: Volantis
To: Braavos @Ironanvil1
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We are building up our presence in the Basilisk Islands. We would like to offer Braavos the chance to construct an embassy there or establish facilities there to aid in long distance trade. An embassy may also be built in Volantis. As for our deal regarding piracy we must do a better job of tracking down pirate strongholds, where they make port in order to launch raids against shipping. Working in the far reaches of Essos' shore beyond Qohor may be a promising future venture. There are also plans of expansion into Dothraki lands that will help this prospect.

To: Rhaegon Daltaris @EmperorCasey
From: King Maelys I

No son or daughter of Westeros shall ever kneel to Volantis. No Northman, no Rivergirl, no Dornishman nor Valewoman shall ever be dragged to your flesh markets in chains. These are the terms we shall offer you:

Remain on your side of the Narrow Sea. Chase after the dreams of a dead realm until you call down a Doom of your own, if such is your pleasure.

Do this, and we shall have peace.

But any Volantine whoreson who sets foot in our Realm with weapon in hand and murder in their heart shall be buried in it.

Wade Garrett said:

To: Rhaegon Daltaris @EmperorCasey
From: King Maelys I

No son or daughter of Westeros shall ever kneel to Volantis. No Northman, no Rivergirl, no Dornishman nor Valewoman shall ever be dragged to your flesh markets in chains. These are the terms we shall offer you:

Remain on your side of the Narrow Sea. Chase after the dreams of a dead realm until you call down a Doom of your own, if such is your pleasure.

Do this, and we shall have peace.

But any Volantine whoreson who sets foot in our Realm with weapon in hand and murder in their heart shall be buried in it.

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From: Emperor Rhaegon Daltaris
To: King Maelys I

Dear King Maelys I I must clarify that this is no random act by Volantis alone. This is an announcement by the Freehold as a whole. We do not intend to land troops or other military forces in Westeros as we desire to avoid an armed conflict. If it should please your highness the Freehold would be more than pleased to send representatives to the King's Landing to negotiate a halt to hostilities and we can send non Volanteens if that helps matters.

No member of the Freehold intends to set any man woman or child of the Iron Throne or her holdings in chains nor impose any unwanted governance. We are more than happy to ensure that peace and stability reign in the Narrow Sea.

@EliudFS1


House Stark's efforts proceed apace in what their map makers and wise men have tentatively dubbed "Winterland".

The "Children of the Sun" (Huanaphim) have chosen to grant the foreigners permission to build a settlement to the south of their own city after a particularly vigorous and persuasive display of emphatic hand gestures, head shaking, and similar nonverbal tics from Indy Stark.

Or so the Starks believed, until the first raids were launched from other tribes, war canoes disgorging men with half their bodies covered by ashes on the beaches near Fort Cregan, while men and women wearing obsidian ornaments chipped in the shape of a froglike creature sought to ambush foraging parties and woodcutters in the woods and hills.

The Huanaphim had not walled their city in on a whim, but the Northmen were no strangers to seeing off raiders and these new enemies brought no tactics that they had not seen from the Wildlings or the Ironborn. Seeing these raids off has earned a measure of respect from the Sun Warriors, who have begun to invite Northmen to take part in their traditional pastimes.


"The big sticks are a nice touch, but what kind of flower sniffing wine sippers won't let you bite and eye gouge to get the ball down the field?"
Wayland Mormont

There has been some trouble with the Wargs who have accompanied the Northern expedition. After witnessing a display of their powers, many of the natives simply refuse to acknowledge the Wargs exist. They will not answer questions from them, will not even look at them when they are present.

The few attempts made to uncover the root of this behavior yield little results, only dire mutterings about "The Children of the Moon", who seem to be the priestly caste who inhabit the great mound at the center of the Huanaphim's city.

Ceslas said:

To: The Stormlords, Westerlords, Reachlords

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Knees are bent across the kingdom, some grudgingly, but a great many more with relief. Especially in the Westerlands, where already those houses suffering under the boot-heel of the Ironborn without assistance from their lord had made their feelings on the folly of the King of the Rock known.

Ironanvil1 said:

From: Braavos
To: Summer Isles

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His Serene Highness agrees to these terms, and will consult with his advisors on the particulars of the trade deal appended to the treaty.

Ironanvil1 said:

From: Braavos
To: Sanctuary

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With the utmost respect as due a dear friend we find the spirit of this accord beneficial, but the first condition may cause us great difficultly if the belligerent is within the Freehold. May this be amended?

Ironanvil1 said:

From: Braavos
To: Lys, Myr @Ceslas @Deathwing

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Yes.

Mina said:

With the utmost respect as due a dear friend we find the spirit of this accord beneficial, but the first condition may cause us great difficultly if the belligerent is within the Freehold. May this be amended?

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From: Braavos
To: Sanctuary @Mina
Braavos has no intentions of war with any member of the Freehold, and indeed, is party to solemn agreements that would preclude such with a majority of them.
Lorath, Pentos, Tyrosh, Myr, Laketown and Volantis all have signed treaties of mutual defence, non-aggression, or agreement not to participate in war with Braavos.
If the matter remains of concern to you, despite this, we would be willing to discuss varying the terms to a binding non-aggression pact such as we have with Volantis.

Name: House Stark
Head of House: Magnar Brandon Stark
Heir: William Stark
Religion: Old Gods (Reformed)
Words: Winter is Coming
Seat: Wnterfell
Ancestral Sword: Ice, Chillrend, Frostbite
Other Holdings: Moat Cailin
Cadet Branches: House Karstrark of Karhold; House Snowstark of Last Hearth

Rickon Stark. Born 128 AL Died 204 at age 76
His wife Cerena Lannister Born 134 Died 203 at 63

• His son Ethan Stark Born 152 Died 212 at 60
  • Married Snowylocks of the Forest Born 52 (Still alive)
    • His son Brandon Stark Born 173 (Current Magnar of Winterfell) (Age 80)
      • Married Grizelda Karstark Born 173 Died 233 (Age 60)
        • His son William Stark Born 213 AL (Age 40)
          • Married Camilla Tully (Age 16)
    • His daughter Marie Stark Born 190 Age 63
      • Married a multiple of husbands.
        • Her son Indy Stark Born Born 220 (Age 34)
          
        • Her daughter Lara Stark Born 230 (Age 24)
    • His Second Son Royland Stark Born 192 (Age 65)

• His brother Jon Arryn
  • Married Baela Tagaryen

• His Sister Anna Arrn

• His sister Raya Stark
  • Married Uther Umber

• His sister Talia Stark
  • Married Jon Manderly

• His Brother Samwell Stark
  • Married Isabella Bolton
    • His son Roland Stark
      • Married Greenleaf of the Forrest
        • His son Barthogen (Current master of coin)

His Uncle Elric Stark (First Greenseer of the North) Born 111, Died 216 (Age 105)

• Married Leaf of the Forrest
  • His son Rickard Stark (Current First Greenseer) Born 155 (Age 98)

His Uncle Benjen (The Wood Merchant of the North)

• Married Sybell Bolton

(Work in Progress and susceptible to change.)
Sworn Houses:

• House Reed of Greywater Watch
• House Glover of Deepwood Motte
• House Bolton of The Dreadfort
• House Cerwyn of Cerwyn
• House Dustin of of Barrowton
• House Mormont of Bear Island
• House Hornwood of Hornwood
• House Manderly of White Harbour
• House Locke of Oldcastle
• House Flint of the mountain clans
• House Wull of the mountain clans
• House Norrey of the mountain clans
• House Liddle of the mountain clans
• House Rysewell of the Rills

House Events:

• Work is being doing to develop the Colony of the Winterlands (1/?)
• Work started on developing a Weapons and Ammunition Factory and Depot on Winterfell (1/10)
• William and Camilla Stark wed at Winterfell. Cementing a Tully/Stark Alliance
• The search for Brandon's Lost Fleet continues.
• Royland Stark is granted the High Lordship of Last Hearth. That honor is awarded due to services rendered to the North while on trading missions to Essos. His gold made from multiple trade deals and his acquisition of the Valyrian Steel sword Frostbite has cemented his standing in the North, and is in fact the same gold currenlty being reinvested in colony development and the weapons depot. He is currently seeking a wife within the North from the other upward standing bannermen. He has taken the name of Snowstark. A White Direwolf on a field of black. (To be expanded in Event Post Tomorrow.)

Alliances

• House Tully of Riverrun

From the Earl of Lordsport, Veron Storm-Cloaked (on behalf of Paramount Vickon I Storm-Cloaked)
To the Lord of the Hightower, Haegon Hightower @Tyrell

My greetings to the Lord of the Hightower and Voice of Oldtown, I would hope that you are well in these troubling times.

As it is the position of my father, the Paramount, that House Storm-Cloaked must forge ties with the Greenlands whether it be with the King, whose wife bears the blood of the Drowned God, or the rebel Dornish, whose King-Consort is my brother, Euron, and so I ask if your House has any sons or daughters who might be amenable to a match with a member of my House. Know that any of our daughters shall convert to the Seven upon marriage to a Hightower and that we do not expect your daughters to convert to the Church should they do the same.

Northern Event

Rickard Stark marries his longtime friend Goldylocks. Tavern-owner of the Three Bears Tavern. After 90 years of knowing each other, they finally committed. The different perception of time of the Children is really something.

• Haegon Hightower, Voice of Oldtown, Lord of the Hightower, Defender of the Citadel, Beacon of the South, Lord of the Port, Master of the Keys of the Oldtown Arsenal. (B. 200, Age. 54)
  

  • Ellyn Hightower-Florent, Lady of Oldtown, Master of the Oldtown Fair. (B. 210, Age. 44)
    • Baelor Hightower, Knight Captain of the Foot. (B. 230, Age. 24) - Unmarried, asexual.
    • Alleyne Hightower. (B.232, Died of sickness three days after birth)
    • Lynesse Hightower, Wife to the Heir to the Arbor. (B. 234, Age. 20)
    • Sagramore Hightower, Page to the Lord Castellan of Battle Isle. (B. 240, Age. 14)
    • Rhaella Hightower. (B. 244, Age. 10)
• Uther Hightower, Lord Castellan of Battle Isle. (B. 211, Age. 43)
  • Mina Hightower-Cuy. (B. 215, Age. 39)
    • Rhaegar Hightower, Knight of Glasshome. (B. 235, Age. 19)
      • Seleyne Hightower-Florent. (B. 238, Age. 16)
        • Daena Hightower. (B. 253, Age. 1)
    • Sybylla Hightower, Lady-of-the-Fair. (B. 239, Age. 15)
• Sarella Hightower-Costayne. (B. 216, Age. 38)

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Sidheach said:

From the Earl of Lordsport, Veron Storm-Cloaked (on behalf of Paramount Vickon I Storm-Cloaked)
To the Lord of the Hightower, Haegon Hightower @Tyrell

My greetings to the Lord of the Hightower and Voice of Oldtown, I would hope that you are well in these troubling times.

As it is the position of my father, the Paramount, that House Storm-Cloaked must forge ties with the Greenlands whether it be with the King, whose wife bears the blood of the Drowned God, or the rebel Dornish, whose King-Consort is my brother, Euron, and so I ask if your House has any sons or daughters who might be amenable to a match with a member of my House. Know that any of our daughters shall convert to the Seven upon marriage to a Hightower and that we do not expect your daughters to convert to the Church should they do the same.

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To: The Earl of Lordsport, Veron Storm-Cloaked

I thank you good ser for your warm regards and congratulate you on your most daring and well executed war with the Westermen. Indeed things have been well for me and mine, the greater part of the war passing us over as it did your own people. Your proposal is most intriguing and I do appreciate your candour on what would be expected of either of our children. I do indeed have an eldest son in need of a bride, he has devoted himself near singurally to the arts of war and all its myriad manners and has had till now little time to give to such a matter as marriage. But my recent injuries during my own campaigns in the Reach has led me to take steps to safeguard my house. I would welcome any match you might have for my son.

Tyrell said:

To: The Earl of Lordsport, Veron Storm-Cloaked

I thank you good ser for your warm regards and congratulate you on your most daring and well executed war with the Westermen. Indeed things have been well for me and mine, the greater part of the war passing us over as it did your own people. Your proposal is most intriguing and I do appreciate your candour on what would be expected of either of our children. I do indeed have an eldest son in need of a bride, he has devoted himself near singurally to the arts of war and all its myriad manners and has had till now little time to give to such a matter as marriage. But my recent injuries during my own campaigns in the Reach has led me to take steps to safeguard my house. I would welcome any match you might have for my son.

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My cousin, Meredyth, the daughter of Veron of Blacktyde whose progeny descend from Balon, son of Veron the First, by his second-born Theon, is of a good age being only twenty five and from a mother of proven fertility. I am sure she would make a fine match for your son.

Sidheach said:

My cousin, Meredyth, the daughter of Veron of Blacktyde whose progeny descend from Balon, son of Veron the First, by his second-born Theon, is of a good age being only twenty five and from a mother of proven fertility. I am sure she would make a fine match for your son.

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It would be of paramount importance that a lady to wed my son be as of yet untouched by another man, I must apologise but she would not be suitable, is there perhaps others you might suggest to be matches to my son?

Tyrell said:

It would be of paramount importance that a lady to wed my son be as of yet untouched by another man, I must apologise but she would not be suitable, is there perhaps others you might suggest to be matches to my son?

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Meredyth has never been wed.

Sidheach said:

Meredyth has never been wed.

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And yet she is a mother of proven fertility?

Tyrell said:

And yet she is a mother of proven fertility?

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Her mother is of proven fertility thus speaking to her own fertility.

Sidheach said:

Her mother is of proven fertility thus speaking to her own fertility.

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Ah I must apologise then Good Earl, my age and wounds betrayed me, the pain of my lost limb has yet to dull and most likely as I read our letters and my eyes faltered as old age is wont to lead them to do so I did miss some most important details. I confess to you that I am most mortified and apologise deeply for the mistakes I've made. Your proposal is truly a good one and I'd like to see them wed if you'd consent.

Ironanvil1 said:

From: Braavos
To: Lys, Myr @Ceslas @Deathwing
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As many of the cities and states of the Narrow Sea have chosen to do, we would offer you the opportunity to become party to the Treaty of the Titan, an agreement intended to promote friendship, trade and greater wealth amongst all parties.
We appreciate that your city retains the institution of slavery, something which the Treaty of the Titan seeks to eliminate, but would point out that neither the Third Daughter, Tyrosh, nor indeed Braavos itself, have seen any hindrance in their ability to produce great riches from their dispensing with this outmoded practice.
In respect of this, we ask only that you undertake to gradually remove slavery, transitioning perhaps more to the Tyroshi model, rather than immediately outlawing it.

Spoiler: Treaty of the Titan, as Amended :

• Each party shall come to each other's defence should either be attacked at sea.
• Both shall work to eliminate piracy in their waters and those of the Narrow Sea in general.
• Both shall work to reduce and eventually eliminate slavery in their territories.
• Reciprocal favourable tariffs (including at the new Braavosi ports of Morne and Port Bloodstone).

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We accept. May the Secret City and the Lovely City continue with peace.

Tyrell said:

Ah I must apologise then Good Earl, my age and wounds betrayed me, the pain of my lost limb has yet to dull and most likely as I read our letters and my eyes faltered as old age is wont to lead them to do so I did miss some most important details. I confess to you that I am most mortified and apologise deeply for the mistakes I've made. Your proposal is truly a good one and I'd like to see them wed if you'd consent.

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I would. She will be sent to Oldtown when most convenient for you.

Sidheach said:

I would. She will be sent to Oldtown when most convenient for you.

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Then as soon as it takes her and what family that wish to join her to arrive her at Oldtown.

@Ironanvil1


They called themselves the Marlywd. Even prying that much information out of the sullen bog dwellers was a vexing task for the Braavosi diplomats and captains who left their ships to visit their settlements, built on the few islands rising up from the morass beyond the Mussovy.



They showed an unsettling interest in the carracks at anchor, repeatedly pestering their visitors to be allowed to venture onboard, something the expeditions leaders chose to grant only rarely, and only to small groups.

Relations were not improved when it was noticed that some of the Marlywd warriors possessed arms and armor bearing the style and symbolism of the reaver princes of Laketown, but the clanlords were quick to assure the explorers they possessed neither allegiance to nor mercantile ties with the Ironborn expatriates.

Sifting through their hosts claims about provider gods and spirit warriors, the Braavosi have decided the most likely explanation is that a Laketown vessel or vessels were shipwrecked by a storm or some other catastrophe in the nearby waters, and then picked over by the locals.

Certainly, a people whose martial tradition encompasses little beyond hunting and ritualistic duels could not have overcome even a small force of Laketown sellsails in battle.


Sigil of the Marlywd

Wade Garrett said:

FAMILY, DUTY, HONOR: The Crownlands 254


"Your Grace, this intolerable!"

Alan Sandstorm's voice rings out like a clarion call echoing over a battlefield, carrying to every corner of the Great Hall.

"Have a care with your words, Ser." Maelys voice is softer, carrying a note of warning in it. "It is not the Lord of Rosby's place to dictate what is or is not...tolerable to his King."

"Rhaenys is your kin, Maelys!" The words are spoken. There will be no going back now, Ser Alan has chosen his ground and now he means to fight on it.

"I weep for her, that she fell under the sway of such a man. And now you make her the plaything of the Ironborn?"

"It is no concern of mine who my cousin chooses to take to her bed. Nor is it any of your..."

"Chooses?" Alan throws the word back at him. "Is that what you tell yourself, is that how you..."

"ENOUGH!" Maelys rises from his seat, glowering down at the other dragonrider from his dais.

"My dear cousin dwells in comfort, in the seat of a Paramount House, her every want attended to by a host of servants. Her children will be lords and ladies of the Realm. Such a harsh punishment, Ser."

He gestures with his good arm, waving towards the stained glass windows and the city beyond them.

"You speak of playthings? How many women of King's Landing were ravaged by Lannister soldiers and sellswords, then left to starve amidst the ashes? How many across the Realm have lost everything, how many starve and suffer as we speak, because my dear cousin must have a Royal Crown of her own? I care nothing for what fate befalls her, she can live out her days on Pyke and be damned."

"I thought you a better man than this, Your Grace."

"Get out. Get out of my sight, get out of my city, and be thankful you do not find yourself on the block."

"By Your Grace's leave." Ser Sandstorm's voice is colder than the Wall, his gaze raking across the court with contempt, and he pivots on his heel to stride out of the Red Keep.

@Mina
Ser Alan Sandstorm has returned to Rosby with the dragon Jonquil. Neither will be available as assets for the Crown until the matter of Rhaenys being saltwived to Veron Storm-Cloaked is resolved, or other steps are taken.

From: Daena Seadragon
To: Lady Rebecca Targaryen, Lord Paramount Edmyn Tully, Lord Protector Robb Tully @Ceslas

IS IT TRUE?

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Rebecca: We don't know for sure but we fear it may be.


Robb: No, it isn't true. It can't be true.

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Edmure: I will find out.

To: Lord Veron Greyjoy @Sidheach
From: Lord Edmure Tully
Greetings from the Riverlands! After your recent victories I have decided to make a state visit to the Iron Islands with the Order of the Trident.