Petyr I
SSgtC
It's bedtime somewhere
- Location
- Bristol, TN
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Petyr
His solar at the Eryie was practically overflowing with raven scrolls and bits and pieces of parchment and foolscrap brought there covertly by those in his employ. Each and every bit of paper contained information. Most of it was little more than dross, some was powerful enough to bring down a dynasty. He had told Cersei Lannister once years ago that "Information is power." So he collected information the way a Dothraki collected bells for his hair.
The more information he gathered, the more prepared he became for any eventuality. And the scroll in his hand contained information that was extraordinarily valuable. Thankfully, he wasn't totally unprepared for it. But it still upset his plans. Jon Snow, the Bastard of Winterfell, had been named King in the North. He had been warned this was a possibility from one of his men in Robb Stark's camp. Now that possibility was a fact.
He had a man in the Night's Watch, a man that had been condemned to death when he had offered him an alternative: in exchange for the occasional bit of information, Baelish would ensure that he was compensated extremely well, with the Dragons he paid the man going to his young daughter to provide for her. And his man had sent him just such a bit of information in the scroll he was holding. A week ago Lord Umber and Lady Mormont had arrived at Castle Black with a letter from Robb Stark. A letter that legitimized Jon Snow as a Stark and named him King in the North. The day after they arrived, they left again. But not heading south. The entire group had headed North, beyond the Wall. His man mentioned that there was some sort of plan to allow the Wildlings south of the Wall. That made a great deal of sense to Petyr. If Jon Snow could add the strength of the Wildlings to his own army, he could begin to replenish the men that his brother had lost during the war. Obviously, it wouldn't begin to replace all of the lost men, after all, how many of the Wildlings could there be? But on the face of it, it made good military and economic sense to him.
It was the other part of the letter that was confusing to Petyr. It was the reason given for allowing the Wildlings south. Apparently, it was not to replace the men killed in the War of the Five Kings. His man claimed that the Others of ancient legend had returned. That the Night's Watch had seen them beyond the Wall in the Lands of Always Winter. His first thought was that the man had been drunk when he wrote this. His second was that he had gone mad. His third thought was that maybe his Dragons were being wasted on a man who was clearly a fool and perhaps he should arrange for the daughter to be "encouraged" to start working as a whore in one of his brothels so he could recover some of his losses. Young girls like her fetched a premium from the man who was allowed to take her maidenhead. His fourth thought was to take the message at face value, whether it was true or not. The Watch, or rather his man, obviously thought it had merit or he wouldn't have included it. His final thought was how he could best use this information to turn the situation to his advantage.
He was currently Lord of the Fingers, Lord of Harenhall, Lord Regent of the Vale and Lord Paramount of the Riverlands. His hold on the Riverlands was tenuous however, more in name than in fact. The Freys would not be pleased when they learned that he had been named Lord Paramount, and not Lord Walder or Lord Emmon. They would view it as an insult and a slight. And the Freys had just expressed their displeasure at being insulted in a rather gruesome manner. He would have to tread carefully there for the time being and do his damndest to soothe some ruffled Frey feathers. At least until he could arrange an "accident" to usher in a more agreeable Lord of the Twins. A pity really, that Ser Stevron had died outside the Crag during Robb's failed campaign in the Westerlands. He would have been much more reasonable in recognizing him as his Lord. In short, what all that meant was that he nominally had control of two of the seven kingdoms so long as he tread softly. And until this scroll was delivered to him, he had a plan to gain control of the North through Sansa Stark.
Now that plan had been thrown out the Moon Door that young Lord Robert loved so much. With Sansa's brother Jon being named King in the North, the Northmen already had a figure to rally around. He had planned things very carefully. He had given Jeyne Poole to Roose Bolton so he could pass the girl off as Arya Stark and "solidify" his claim to Winterfell. He then would revel the true parentage of the girl to the North, turning all the North against the Boltons because of "their" deception. After that, he would have revealed that Sansa Stark was alive and well, and under his protection. The North would rally around her and be honor bound to support him in exchange for his commitment of the Vale and the Riverlands to restore the North's rightful ruling House.
Obviously that plan wouldn't work now. And the truth about "Arya Stark" would rally the North to Jon instead of to him and Sansa. In short, he needed a new plan. One that allowed him to consolidate his power base. The question now was how best to go about it. Focus on the Vale and Riverlands and let the North wither on the vine? That could cost him the Vale when Sansa learned of it. Throw his support behind the North? That last possibility appealed to him the most. With the North, the Riverlands and the Vale united together, the Stormlands split but largely supporting Stannis and Dorne sitting on the sidelines while "covertly" planning a Targaryen Restoration, the Iron Throne would never be weaker.
But there were issues with that. Chief among them being that the North would not recognize his claim to being Lord Paramount of the Trident. The Starks would almost certainly support the Tullys and would help them retake Riverun. Or they would if the Stark boy had any sense. Only slightly less problematic was that supporting Jon Stark as King in the North would do nothing to help him eventually sit on the Iron Throne. Even if the King in the North did support him in his quest, he'd be doing so at the cost of over half of the Seven Kingdoms. The North alone was nearly as large as the other six kingdoms combined, though it was sparsely populated. But if you added the Riverlands and the Vale to that Kingdom, the Kingdom of the North would easily be the largest power on the continent with the ability to dictate whatever they liked to remaining realms.
That was not a situation that would be favorable to him. He would need the North to cede the Riverlands and the Vale to him after the war, or he would need to betray the Starks and forcibly remove them. If the Stark boy willingly ceded the most fertile and populous region of his Kingdom and the region with the best heavy cavalry on the planet, he didn't deserve to rule and would likely be overthrown by his own bannermen. And if he betrayed the Starks his own reign would be in peril as his word would count for nothing with the other great houses. Whereas his betrayal of the Lannisters would likely be looked on favorably by all but the Westerlands.
Perhaps he should cut his losses with the North and give Sansa to the Lannisters? That would incense the North and parts of the Riverlands as well, but it would show the Lannisters that he truly was their ally and they would draw him in closer and closer until he could bury his knife in them without them ever seeing it coming. As for the Vale, young Robert Arryn was easily pliable enough that he wouldn't risk losing the Vale. Oh, the Royces would object quite forcefully, but they wouldn't go against young Lord Robert if he told them to stand down. And Robert would do whatever he told him to do as long as he thought it was his idea. While that might be the safest option, it was the one he didn't want to implement unless he had to. By rights, Sansa should have been his daughter, not Ned Stark's. And as heartless as he could be, he couldn't bring himself to betray the girl that should have been his. Not to mention that doing so would entail a drastic shift in his plans while her brother being named King in the North was a relatively minor bump in the road and could be worked around with enough care and planning.
As Petyr sat in his chair tapping the raven scroll gently against his chin he pondered his options. Vaguely, he wondered if he was playing the most complicated Game of Thrones since Aegon united all Seven Kingdoms under his rule. With four different men all claiming to be King of various versions and pieces of the Seven Kingdom, there was certainly an added layer of complexity, and danger, to the Game now. As he pondered all his options, he slowly came to the conclusion that, for now, his best position was to take no position. Instead, he would continue to solidify his control of the Vale and especially the Riverlands, do his best to undermine the Targaryen's position and make a return far more difficult, all the while publicly supporting the Iron Throne. He also needed to find a way to finally break Stannis, assuming the Lannisters didn't just get fed up with him and launch an attack of their own. He had been sure that the defeat at the Blackwater, and the loss of a large portion of the Stormlands support, would have broken the man. But he was still sitting defiantly on Dragonstone. Granted, he didn't have much of an army or a fleet, but that could change quickly should any of the Southern Houses decide that Tommen was too weak to rule. Or should Stannis decide to hire sell swords. Best not leave it to chance. Perhaps he should plant the idea of an attack on Dragonstone in Tywin's ear and let him do the rest?
Regardless of what the other players ended up doing, Petyr was playing a very dangerous game. It was a game that would either see him on the Iron Throne, or see his head on a spike. But it was a game that he relished. And out of all the various players in the game, the only ones he even remotely respected were Tywin Lannister and Varys. Tywin for his cunning and sheer brutality when it was called for, and Varys for his extensive network and ability to manipulate people. Varys was nearly as good a manipulator as he was. And with his network, it was always a stimulating exercise disguising your true moves from him. Reaching for a Raven Scroll of his own, it was time for his next move in the Game.
His solar at the Eryie was practically overflowing with raven scrolls and bits and pieces of parchment and foolscrap brought there covertly by those in his employ. Each and every bit of paper contained information. Most of it was little more than dross, some was powerful enough to bring down a dynasty. He had told Cersei Lannister once years ago that "Information is power." So he collected information the way a Dothraki collected bells for his hair.
The more information he gathered, the more prepared he became for any eventuality. And the scroll in his hand contained information that was extraordinarily valuable. Thankfully, he wasn't totally unprepared for it. But it still upset his plans. Jon Snow, the Bastard of Winterfell, had been named King in the North. He had been warned this was a possibility from one of his men in Robb Stark's camp. Now that possibility was a fact.
He had a man in the Night's Watch, a man that had been condemned to death when he had offered him an alternative: in exchange for the occasional bit of information, Baelish would ensure that he was compensated extremely well, with the Dragons he paid the man going to his young daughter to provide for her. And his man had sent him just such a bit of information in the scroll he was holding. A week ago Lord Umber and Lady Mormont had arrived at Castle Black with a letter from Robb Stark. A letter that legitimized Jon Snow as a Stark and named him King in the North. The day after they arrived, they left again. But not heading south. The entire group had headed North, beyond the Wall. His man mentioned that there was some sort of plan to allow the Wildlings south of the Wall. That made a great deal of sense to Petyr. If Jon Snow could add the strength of the Wildlings to his own army, he could begin to replenish the men that his brother had lost during the war. Obviously, it wouldn't begin to replace all of the lost men, after all, how many of the Wildlings could there be? But on the face of it, it made good military and economic sense to him.
It was the other part of the letter that was confusing to Petyr. It was the reason given for allowing the Wildlings south. Apparently, it was not to replace the men killed in the War of the Five Kings. His man claimed that the Others of ancient legend had returned. That the Night's Watch had seen them beyond the Wall in the Lands of Always Winter. His first thought was that the man had been drunk when he wrote this. His second was that he had gone mad. His third thought was that maybe his Dragons were being wasted on a man who was clearly a fool and perhaps he should arrange for the daughter to be "encouraged" to start working as a whore in one of his brothels so he could recover some of his losses. Young girls like her fetched a premium from the man who was allowed to take her maidenhead. His fourth thought was to take the message at face value, whether it was true or not. The Watch, or rather his man, obviously thought it had merit or he wouldn't have included it. His final thought was how he could best use this information to turn the situation to his advantage.
He was currently Lord of the Fingers, Lord of Harenhall, Lord Regent of the Vale and Lord Paramount of the Riverlands. His hold on the Riverlands was tenuous however, more in name than in fact. The Freys would not be pleased when they learned that he had been named Lord Paramount, and not Lord Walder or Lord Emmon. They would view it as an insult and a slight. And the Freys had just expressed their displeasure at being insulted in a rather gruesome manner. He would have to tread carefully there for the time being and do his damndest to soothe some ruffled Frey feathers. At least until he could arrange an "accident" to usher in a more agreeable Lord of the Twins. A pity really, that Ser Stevron had died outside the Crag during Robb's failed campaign in the Westerlands. He would have been much more reasonable in recognizing him as his Lord. In short, what all that meant was that he nominally had control of two of the seven kingdoms so long as he tread softly. And until this scroll was delivered to him, he had a plan to gain control of the North through Sansa Stark.
Now that plan had been thrown out the Moon Door that young Lord Robert loved so much. With Sansa's brother Jon being named King in the North, the Northmen already had a figure to rally around. He had planned things very carefully. He had given Jeyne Poole to Roose Bolton so he could pass the girl off as Arya Stark and "solidify" his claim to Winterfell. He then would revel the true parentage of the girl to the North, turning all the North against the Boltons because of "their" deception. After that, he would have revealed that Sansa Stark was alive and well, and under his protection. The North would rally around her and be honor bound to support him in exchange for his commitment of the Vale and the Riverlands to restore the North's rightful ruling House.
Obviously that plan wouldn't work now. And the truth about "Arya Stark" would rally the North to Jon instead of to him and Sansa. In short, he needed a new plan. One that allowed him to consolidate his power base. The question now was how best to go about it. Focus on the Vale and Riverlands and let the North wither on the vine? That could cost him the Vale when Sansa learned of it. Throw his support behind the North? That last possibility appealed to him the most. With the North, the Riverlands and the Vale united together, the Stormlands split but largely supporting Stannis and Dorne sitting on the sidelines while "covertly" planning a Targaryen Restoration, the Iron Throne would never be weaker.
But there were issues with that. Chief among them being that the North would not recognize his claim to being Lord Paramount of the Trident. The Starks would almost certainly support the Tullys and would help them retake Riverun. Or they would if the Stark boy had any sense. Only slightly less problematic was that supporting Jon Stark as King in the North would do nothing to help him eventually sit on the Iron Throne. Even if the King in the North did support him in his quest, he'd be doing so at the cost of over half of the Seven Kingdoms. The North alone was nearly as large as the other six kingdoms combined, though it was sparsely populated. But if you added the Riverlands and the Vale to that Kingdom, the Kingdom of the North would easily be the largest power on the continent with the ability to dictate whatever they liked to remaining realms.
That was not a situation that would be favorable to him. He would need the North to cede the Riverlands and the Vale to him after the war, or he would need to betray the Starks and forcibly remove them. If the Stark boy willingly ceded the most fertile and populous region of his Kingdom and the region with the best heavy cavalry on the planet, he didn't deserve to rule and would likely be overthrown by his own bannermen. And if he betrayed the Starks his own reign would be in peril as his word would count for nothing with the other great houses. Whereas his betrayal of the Lannisters would likely be looked on favorably by all but the Westerlands.
Perhaps he should cut his losses with the North and give Sansa to the Lannisters? That would incense the North and parts of the Riverlands as well, but it would show the Lannisters that he truly was their ally and they would draw him in closer and closer until he could bury his knife in them without them ever seeing it coming. As for the Vale, young Robert Arryn was easily pliable enough that he wouldn't risk losing the Vale. Oh, the Royces would object quite forcefully, but they wouldn't go against young Lord Robert if he told them to stand down. And Robert would do whatever he told him to do as long as he thought it was his idea. While that might be the safest option, it was the one he didn't want to implement unless he had to. By rights, Sansa should have been his daughter, not Ned Stark's. And as heartless as he could be, he couldn't bring himself to betray the girl that should have been his. Not to mention that doing so would entail a drastic shift in his plans while her brother being named King in the North was a relatively minor bump in the road and could be worked around with enough care and planning.
As Petyr sat in his chair tapping the raven scroll gently against his chin he pondered his options. Vaguely, he wondered if he was playing the most complicated Game of Thrones since Aegon united all Seven Kingdoms under his rule. With four different men all claiming to be King of various versions and pieces of the Seven Kingdom, there was certainly an added layer of complexity, and danger, to the Game now. As he pondered all his options, he slowly came to the conclusion that, for now, his best position was to take no position. Instead, he would continue to solidify his control of the Vale and especially the Riverlands, do his best to undermine the Targaryen's position and make a return far more difficult, all the while publicly supporting the Iron Throne. He also needed to find a way to finally break Stannis, assuming the Lannisters didn't just get fed up with him and launch an attack of their own. He had been sure that the defeat at the Blackwater, and the loss of a large portion of the Stormlands support, would have broken the man. But he was still sitting defiantly on Dragonstone. Granted, he didn't have much of an army or a fleet, but that could change quickly should any of the Southern Houses decide that Tommen was too weak to rule. Or should Stannis decide to hire sell swords. Best not leave it to chance. Perhaps he should plant the idea of an attack on Dragonstone in Tywin's ear and let him do the rest?
Regardless of what the other players ended up doing, Petyr was playing a very dangerous game. It was a game that would either see him on the Iron Throne, or see his head on a spike. But it was a game that he relished. And out of all the various players in the game, the only ones he even remotely respected were Tywin Lannister and Varys. Tywin for his cunning and sheer brutality when it was called for, and Varys for his extensive network and ability to manipulate people. Varys was nearly as good a manipulator as he was. And with his network, it was always a stimulating exercise disguising your true moves from him. Reaching for a Raven Scroll of his own, it was time for his next move in the Game.
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