12th Month of 664 B.C.
Camp somewhere
"We cannot keep this going Your Grace. In four years we have won battles and lost battles, but all the gains we had made we have also lost. Osgood Arryn remains somewhere in the Vale and his lords will not give him over to us. The war is over." Prince Humfrey Teague says.
"I will not leave this half done. We might have lost some castles but we have gained them back. Redfort, Wickenden, Strongsong, Old Anchor, Heart's Home they are all ours and the houses that once held them are all dead. Support for Osgood Arryn is running low now, with the search and destroy. We can keep fighting and win." King Tristifer insists.
"That might not be possible Your Grace." Humfrey says. "Word has come from the Riverlands, it seems your wife's bannermen have decided to use the deaths of Prince Edmure and Prince Ben as an excuse to revolt. The Tooth has been sacked and they are marching on the Rock as we speak."
Tristifer sighs and asks. "What would you have of me then?"
"Fight one battle at a time. We have enough men to do that, but continuing on this path would be suicide. Go defend the Westerlands from the insurgents and then come back and fight in the Vale." Humfrey says and his other lords nod their agreement.
Sighing Tristifer says. "Let them do as they wish in the Westerlands I shall have the Vale or die trying."
More bloodshed follows in the month to come as Runestone finally falls, but the Westerlands continue to burn and rebellion in the Riverlands begins to brew.