He was so tired but at least he was not alone anymore. His wingsister was by his side and their two younger wingbrothers were currently flying out to search for their human. The four of them knew that he was there in the huge and many building on top of the Hill by the Sea but they hadn't be able to find their human till now.

His wingsister was currently caring for her feathers and smoothed them out. She looked rather nicely while doing so and he thought to himself that he wouldn't mind to making a murder or two with her. Surely their descendants would be strong ones.

He was still thinking about it when the two wingbrothers were coming back full of excitement. They had found their human.

The four Ravens decided to wait till it was deep in the Night before they would fly to where their human was staying.
The oldest Raven was hopping really close to the only she-Raven and began to gently help her smoothing out her head feathers.

...

Hother looked out of the Window and down into the Great inner yard. His patient was finally sleeping again and dammit but it had been a nerve wracking enough day that the Maester wished for himself that he could find sleep too but sadly it eluded him once again.

He brought his Cup of Ale once again to his mouth and enjoyed the slightly bitter taste. Hother closed his eyes and just breathed in and out and tried to forget for at one moment how close to death his last two days had been.

Flashback...
"If he dies, you will die too Maester."

"If you wouldn't have torn away all the bandages in such a hasty and forceful way to inspect the many wounds of my Patient but instead allowed me to do it, then Lord Tywin surely wouldn't have reacted as he did. His wounds are infected and made him feverish, he sometimes is hitting out without knowing it because of this fever. It was absolutely unnecessary and rather unfavorable to weaken him even more by hitting him back."

"If a man strikes me and this man is the murderer of my King on top of it, you can be sure that i have no care about my striking back being unfortunate. His death would not be on my shoulders but on yours though and if Lannister couldn't be brought to justice by the sword anymore, i would make sure that my new King will agree with me and let you take the murderers spot." was the smug Lord Commander's answer.
Flashback end...

Hother sighed deeply. It was too long since a sword had been in his hands in such a way, too long since he was a boy and trained together with brothers, he had no doubt that the damn White Bull would carve him into pieces if the young King would allow it.

The Maester looked down into the Courtyard again and thought about how to save his own life, when he suddenly saw someone that he had hoped would stay lost in the great East forever.

Marwyn, here in the Red Keep. How in all the ...from the Great Hall the young King came out, followed as ever by Ser Gerold and even though the Lord Commander himself looked startled and slightly uncomfortable at seeing the newly arrived Maester, King Rhaegar himself looked actually relieved and nearly happy.

Hother shifted his standing position slightly so that he could not be seen easily in the window if someone in the Courtyard should look to the Tower of the Hand.

Marwyn was here and from the way that he was greeted by the young King, they both know each other already quite well. Hother began to worry. This would only complicate everything even more. Marwyn had surely not forgiven Hother himself for nearly offing one of his most effective spys.
Though really, what had the whore expected, no Umber liked to be fooled out of his money, no matter how pretty a whore's lips wrapped themselves around a member or how enticing the whore himself was.

Still, Marwyn himself had been angered that he couldn't use one of his best whore spys anymore in their most effective ways and had sworn revenge against Hother back then when they both were still in the Citadel.

Hother started to grind his teeth in frustration, just what he needed right now, even more unnecessary problems. Damn it.

The Courtyard grew empty again when the King and Maester Marwyn went over to the Royal Quarters, followed dutifully by the unhappy looking Lord Commander.

Hother nearly closed his eyes in anger. One more opponent near him now, joy oh joy.

Suddenly four shadows rushed at him from outside at an alarmingly high speed and he staggered back.

When the shadows came to a sudden stop inside of the room, Hother found himself staring at four of his Ravens. His Ravens from his secret Room. One of the big birds came closer and touched the Maesters hand with his beak.

"Hello old friend, it is good to see you and the others. I'm happy that you all are still alive and free. This will help me greatly."

And Hother then took gentle care of his exhausted birds.