Chapter 51: Naive She-wolf
Tywin Lannister, the man who brought glory back to the house Lannister. The one who served as the hand of the King. Could not describe the fear he felt when Lord Alexander Stark lifted Robert in the air like he was a small babe and his words too, each word felt like an arrow, meant to destroy any shred of guts. He truly felt scared at that moment. He felt like running straight to the harbor, grab a ship and go find what's west of Westeros. At least there would be a chance of living.
But thankfully, nothing happened and that beast in the human skin left.
"I must return too, I need to regroup my army and send them back. This war has cost us enough money already." Tywin bowed to puzzled Robert sitting on the throne and left.
Only Jon Arryn was left there to make sure that Robert doesn't really kill himself for having Targaryen blood.
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Alexander went to Harbour. A ship owned by the vassal house of Starks, House Manderly. They lorded over the biggest port in the North, the White Harbor.
He went up and straight into the private cabin. 3 people were waiting for him. Varys had gone back to report at the Red keep and swear fealty to the new King.
Elia quickly walked up to him and held his hand. She had tears in her eyes.
"Thank you, my lord. If it hadn't been for you, they would have done those things to us. I can't even imagine the horrors." Her face turned pale. Varys must have told her.