Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 26

Kinvara. Winterfell.

The royal family, along with Lord Stark and his daughters, and their wolves, of course, slowly left the castle grounds while Lady Stark and I watched them stare at one of the walls. Robb, accompanied by Bran and Rickon, went to the Weirwood to make time for the Old Gods and also to relax a bit. Maester Luwin and Sir Rodrik were putting things in order after the king's visit, and life in the castle was slowly returning to normal.

Things were going relatively well. The Starks were able to come out of this Arya and Prince incident victorious and gain some benefit for themselves. However, it was still unclear exactly how the events in King's Landing would play out.

I frowned my eyebrows slightly.

Of the Baratheon small council, only two can cause trouble: the Master of Coin and the Master of Whispers, Petyr Baelish and Varys, respectively. While the motives of the former can be foreseen and acted upon, the latter is more difficult.

According to the information Petyr once had feelings for Lady Stark and still does. That means he will try to influence either Lord Stark himself or his daughters. He may hold a grudge against Lord Stark, but it's not certain yet. Besides, before my king and I arrived, Lady Stark corresponded with him quite often.

Varys is more complicated. There's literally nothing to be said about him, only that he was made a eunuch by some half-breed sorcerer. He may despise magic, but that would have no effect on the Stark family for obvious reasons. In theory.

Also, there's no telling when my king will come for me or head to King's Landing. According to the High Priestess of Braavos, he still hasn't visited the temple of the Lord of Light, but he has come to the doors of the Black and White House. My king's interest is understandable, for the Many Faced God is very versatile and also commands Death.

I wonder how soon I will be able to accompany him again?

I shifted my gaze toward Lady Stark, still looking off into the distance.

- Lady Stark," I began, to which she turned her attention to me, "What do you wish to speak to me about?

- Was it noticeable? - Tilting her head, she asked.

- Otherwise you would have gone after Robb. You do value family, after all," I smiled. "So, what's on your mind?

- I received a letter the other day. From Petyr.

Hmm? Interesting.

- What did he write?

Lady Stark silently pulled the letter out of her dress pocket and handed it to me. I unfolded it and read it.

The beginning of the letter was ordinary and boring: typical greetings and questions about my well-being. It was followed by a paragraph on the changing contents of Lady Stark's letters. As I understand it, this is when my king and I began to bring up the subject of her official duties and discretion. But the last part of the letter, which was the bulk of it, was set aside for....

- "Do not listen to them. They only want to destroy our friendship and poison your mind. You remember how good we were together, right? Me, you and Lisa, ever since we were kids. Don't let the words of two strangers drag down what we've been through. Please text me if something like this happens again. And I'll do my best to dispel your doubts and punish the instigators," huh? - I grinned - Interesting choice of words, isn't it?

- What do you think of that, Lady Kinvara? - Lady Stark asked without changing her expression.

- Do you want a straight answer or should I soften it a bit?