The Maester
The Maester woke, mouth dry and sour and cursed his deceased friend Rufferd for the 7000 time for his advice to become a Maester , his back bone became short in his 4 and 60 name day that when he tried to move his back bone half snapped , the Maester sat on his feathered bed, he touched his link chains all the links where there, he readjusted his light grey robe and left the comfort of his bed, he took a small rest but by the darkened glass window it seemed he over reached his rest so he wore his shoes and walked his wide Quarters, he had duties to do, he blew the dust off a family painting he remembered some of that day they brought a Tyroshi painter to draw them, his father was a farmer in the painting he wore his hat and held his wooden stick, he was a mere boy back then ten and six or ten and seven but clearly he wasn't cut for farming so he became a Maester searching for comfort and better accommodation, The Maester neared his table and didn't see his hot sugared milk cup so he cursed the boy he sent before he took his rest 80 times ,he sat on his desk and ran his hands through the letters and looked inspecting but he saw nothing of importance as they were all old so his mind wandered to the new Lord in power he really shouldn't but his mind did, ever since that damn Seven day he took the castle by treachery by his black heart and empty eyes, all information who was available because the Sluck-fool Lord Targaryen trusted him with information but this Lord didn't his soldiers and guards were his confidont and letters and messages where kept in his Solar, he pondered on poisoning the new Lord or trying to bribe one of the junior soldiers but it might end up with one of their broad swords running through his chest, but if he didn't do a thing the Most Devout and High Septon will act, they knew of his shady past in the Citadel as he used to smuggle books to Volantis and Lys way in Essos, they knew of his bastards they even knew of his smallfolk farming family, he needed to act, the safest act was to try and make the Lord Trust him, but the situation was unacceptable as he is reading the ledgers, he had the audacity to disrespect their braying room by breaking every Valyrian God statue and also the Seven statues! and took their two Valyrian Steel swords and melt them into one sword and take a diamond from the Targaryen vaults and use as a decoration in the sword's pommel and the day before he took 4 red gems and 6 green gems and for God's sake he gave a amateur soldier a Valyrian Steel full plated armor because he defeated a wooden rolling stand with swords if the ordeal was given to a Reachern Knight and the income. ... he gave 5000 gold coins and 500 silver coins, The Maester will forsure wouldn't advise Lord Stark in Winter or Autumn on keeping coin percentage to buy grain and vegetables and fruits, he had limits! ,the Maester touched his temple to see a bulging vein so he massaged it sending calming waves through his old pones ,when he first send the message to the Most Devout he responded by saying the Seven holds man's fate in good will so he needs to act in the Sevens good will then no other order so it worried him, he will give it to the new lord thought to build such a wooden mechanism with speed movable swords was extraordinary , he closed his nooting book and took the bell and rang his door Quarters opened and the boy came, he wore the same old weathered black shirt with the weathered scarlet red Targaryen Sigil the boy said " you called me? " he nodded " take the nooting book to the Lord and when I tell you to bring me the hot sugared milk before two minutes of waking you do so. " he said a matter of factly the boy lowered his head and ran leaving the Maester with a neutral half smug face.
I apologize I have been busy and I didn't update my boy, this story, any notes on the events feel free to mention , Sluck : the word described by the hypocritical Maester means a arrogant worm, as you see the Maester can't seem to see the wrongs of the faith of the Seven and himself and second that he is envious and a coward.