A Game of Change/ A Game of Chaos
Disclaimer
Game of Thrones and its characters are the mind children of George R.R. Martin
The incidents and actions below are the products of my imagination running amok.
Please try an enjoy.
Note: Spoilers...
Point of View: Darksi Mo Changel
Is the game over? I doubt it. We saw the fires from here. My troops came back...smoking. The Queen put King's Landing to the torch. The refugees I took in were...shocked would be an understatement. We took care of whoever we could.
The ravens arrived. A new king. Who? Bran the Broken? A Stark? Now why... The North is independent now. Interesting.
"My lord?"
I look up from my research to see my maester and my whisperer. Oh this must be good.
"Yes my friends? "
Lucas: A letter from the Capitol? From the King's Hand.
"King's Hand... Lannister?"
Lucas: Tyrion, sir.
Rona is trying not to smile. Oh?
"What does Tyrion want?"
Lucas: The king is looking to fill his small council.
I look to Rona. She nods ever so lightly.
"Master of Whisperers."
Rona: Yes.
"Bring Jayne, Jon, Ella, Odette and Phoenix to me."
Lucas: Yes, my lord.
Rona stays for a little longer.
Rona: You're going to do it?
"What do you think?"
Rona: I'll find your children, my lord.
Oh plans within plans. First two letters. One for King's Landing. Another to Dragonstone.