|
Post by Father on Jul 22, 2018 8:44:05 GMT 1
Nobody is the wiser as Lord Hightower is carried out of the hall, except Lysette that froze in her place, failing to act upon her instinct that something here was very very wrong. A servant that she in the blur can't remember the face of did something very suspicious to his drink, and her mind told her what must be transpiring, but her courage betrayed her. The stranger, however, had a different sort of motive, had he not intervened so sow confusion and chaos where the skilled seneschal attempted to bring order to the commotion where men like Ser Donnel tripped over each other trying to be helpful, another might have been able to call for the maester. Alas, no maester was alerted in time for purging his body, and news of his death spreads like wildfire across those keeping watch in the camps at night.
[+2 Blood]
|
|