Game of Thrones: A Wolf Comes Home

Chapter 25 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Davos

Davos paced his chambers; eyes narrowed, nervous didn't begin to describe how he felt. Everything seemed to be going against him right now. He was still faced with the worrying plan that seemed to be taking place behind the scenes, headed by the Red Woman. A plan that seemed to have backing from the Queen and involved the Princess somehow. In addition to this; tensions were still mounting between the Kings Men and Queens Men. Now, on top of everything else; he had received a message from home. He had been relieved to hear from his family at first; until he noted it wasn't in his wife's writing.

'That should have been a signal for me. I should never have opened the letter.' He thought sadly. 'Now, in addition to all the other problems, I have personal issues to deal with too.'

The letter had been from his ten year old son Stannis; in it he detailed a rather bleak picture of how things currently were at Cape Wrath. According to Stannis, Marya had finally received word of the death of their four eldest sons. She had sunk into grief and ended up bedridden with a sickness; Stannis also expressed fears for Steffon, his younger brother. He was afraid that his young brother might fall victim to the sickness too.

In truth Davos was torn; he didn't know what to do. He truly wanted to be there for his family; yet the issues here also required his attention. If he left he feared that things might change for the worse; in truth, many of the Kings men were only held in check due to his efforts to keep them calm. He sighed and made up his mind; going to see Maester Pylos. The young man was busy checking through the books arranged on the many bookshelves in the room.

"Maester?" He said as he approached.

Pylos turned and smiled. "Lord Davos; how may I assist you?"

Davos then explained about the letter and his worries. "I wish to reply to my son's letter but…"

"You seek aid in writing the letter?" Pylos replied.

Davos nodded and so, with Pylos helping him through it, he penned his reply to Stannis.

"Thank you Maester Pylos." Davos said at the end when they were finished.

The Maester smiled and nodded. "My pleasure, my Lord."

Soon the letter was sealed and Pylos sent it away by raven. Davos reflected on what Pylos had told him while typing the letter; he felt somewhat at ease. Pylos had explained that Marya's 'illness' was simply grief and it had been Stannis Seaworth's youth that caused confusion in the issue. Steffon was safe and Marya would recover, she just needed time to come to terms with it, just as Davos had. In truth his reaction had been different but Pylos explained that different people grieve in different ways. Feeling slightly more at ease, Davos left the Maester's tower.

However the tension quickly returned shortly after he let, when Devan came running up to him. He could see his son looked worried and knew that something must have happened involving Shireen, he had given Devan instructions to keep an eye on her and inform him of anything that caused concern.

"Father." He cried out. "I…Princes Shireen…"

It was as Davos feared; he raised a hand; trying hard to keep calm. "Devan stop, catch your breath and tell me what's going on?"

Devan nodded and then explained. "I was doing what you said; I…I pretended I was delivering a message that took me past the Princess' chambers. I heard her talking to Lady Melisandre."

Davos inhaled sharply. "What were they saying?"

Devan shook his head. "I couldn't hear and she left just after that; I saw her leaving the room."

Davos sighed and shook his head. "What was she doing there?"

"Father; should I…Do you think I should talk to the Princess?" Devan asked worriedly.

"No." Davos replied. "I'll talk to her myself; but stay alert Devan, if this happens again, I may have to take action."

Devan nodded and left; Davos began to head to Shireen's chambers, silently thankful he had stopped by the Maester's tower beforehand. He now had enough reason to visit Shireen without arousing any suspicion.

He reached Shireen's chambers and listened, just in case. He couldn't hear anything out of the ordinary inside. He knocked on the door and announced himself, Shireen invited him in. He entered and saw her sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Hello Lord Davos." She said, smiling slightly.

He smiled back and approached; he then held out the book he had brought from the Maester's tower.

"Here; I saw this in the Maester's tower; I thought you might be interested." He explained.

Shireen smiled as she took it; Davos had been taught enough to read the title; so he knew it was one Shireen would like.

Shireen laughed. "I've read this one before Lord Davos."

His face fell but she shook her head, still smiling.

"It's alright; it's one of my favourites, I've been thinking of reading it again."

He nodded as she took the book and set it on her bedside table. Davos pondered for a minute and then decided to ask.

"Princess; have you…Have you spoke to Lady Melisandre recently?"

She looked at him curiously considering before nodding. "Yes; I've spoken to her quite a few times; she was here today."

Davos tried to remain calm as he asked. "Have you ever, went and spoke to her yourself?"

"No, she always comes here." Shireen admitted.

"What sort of things do you talk about?" He asked; trying to keep the worry out of his voice.

Shireen shrugged. "Anything really; she just likes to talk; she…asked about father and mother today, wanted to know more about them."

Shireen absently rubbed one of her eyes and shook her head. "I don't think she really wants anything in particular…I used to be scared of her, maybe she heard that and is trying to show me I don't need to be."

Davos nodded slowly, but kept his doubts to himself.

Finally Shireen sighed, rubbing her eye again.

"I'm sorry Lord Davos; I'm just so tired."

Davos nodded. "It is quite alright Princess; I'll leave you to rest. May I ask though, do you know where Lady Melisandre went after she left here?"

Shireen nodded. "Yes, she said she had to visit my father; I think they're in the room with the painted table."

Davos bowed and thanked her again before leaving. His fears were growing now; something very wrong was going on. He knew right away that the Red Woman was with Stannis now, no doubt for the purpose of creating those Shadows. Yet he couldn't quite work it out, something seemed odd about Shireen's behaviour. His worries still growing the more he pondered this, Davos returned to his chambers.

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