The King

Chapter Eighteen

Margaery was running through the corridors of Highgarden because she was informed that several men from the North arrived, in a much larger quantity than usual, so she thought that maybe Harry Stark finally came to meet her.

But when she arrived, she saw her grandmother looking very, very badly at her father, who was very nervous, too much, something happened, slowly she approached where they were, and saw that the men who came to give her some gift or anything sent by her fiancé did not have very good faces, they looked angry, too much.

And when she was closer to them, she saw a man on his knees, she could tell he was trembling with fear, so Margaery analyzed the situation, how her grandmother was looking at her father without hiding her anger at all, and seeing the man who was on his knees, she had the idea that it was a spy sent by her father and was captured, but it was something that did not fit because the spies of her grandmother, only his head returned and nothing else, with a note, that was why she stopped sending spies to the North.

From what she could see, it was something far worse, that only made her know what her grandmother was feeling, her father had always disagreed with her forced betrothal to Harry Stark, but now that betrothal was the only thing that put the Tyrells as the force to be feared.

The North was no longer what it was when the dragons were there, now a stag ruled, and the strongest houses were returning to what they were before, the southerners no longer had a house of dragons to control the Northerners, or rather House Stark, and now without them, the Starks wanted to be free of the southerners, and the entire North was going to support the Starks. House Stark ruled the North, the largest kingdom of all, and currently the most mysterious of all.

That is why it was ranked as a power among the four most powerful houses in all of Westeros, and for her father to try anything about one of the strongest men, politically and armed speaking, only registered enormous idiocy in her father, something that even made her angry, and without hesitation, she went over to where they were so she could talk.

- "So you, you say you didn't send this man to kill our Lord" - David Jones wanted so much to hit the guy in front of him, in his eyes he was a coward, you could tell he was behind all this, even the man that Harry himself caught admitted it that he was sent by this guy, that made him want to hit him, that's why Barbossa and Jack were in this place - "Then you won't mind if we kill him."

- "No please" - Margaery interrupted everything, and made all eyes on her, as it only made her father more nervous, Margaery was like her grandmother, she was his greatest precious, but very strict, in what she did, and her interest was exclusively in the North at present, no matter every suitor she brought never served to take the lord of house Stark off her mind - "As Lord Stark's betrothed, can you tell me what happened."

- "I hate that he is right" - Jack growled, Barbossa only laughed at the young captain's comment and Jones only kept his serious countenance as expected, Jack's comment caught Margaery's attention - "But unfortunately Lady Tyrell, we obey Lord Stark, we can't answer your question unless he authorizes us."

Margaery stared at the black-haired man, like everyone else, who only encouraged the rumor that in the North, only Harry Stark was in charge, he had no competitor, and they only followed the orders he gave without complaining. It was a rumor that spread throughout Westeros, but as time went by the rumor was much stronger, not even the Boltons had enough power to take against Lord Stark. That was very scary because Harry Stark was only 17, it was almost his 18th birthday. And he had a gigantic control, over the other lords of his realm who were twice his age, or triple in some cases, it was frightening, because perhaps in another realm, more experienced lords would not let a child control them. Now they realized that these rumors were true.