Chapter 10: As Low as Dishonor (5/5)

Jon Arryn:

"My Lord?"

Jon Arryn was abruptly startled by the calling of one of the Knights of the Vale. "Huh?"

"Forgive me, my Lord." He spoke to the Warden of the East. "You seemed to have fallen asleep."

Sadly, that was indeed the case. "Y-yes, forgive me." He apologized for the inconvenience. "I wasn't able to get enough sleep the previous night. " Or any night since we departed from the Gates of the Moon.

A few days ago, Jon Arryn left the Gates of the Moon accompanied by a few Knights and some of his personal guards in order to make his way to Gulltown to continue his investigation towards the disappearance of the sons of Yohn Royce. But the day before his departure, Jon saw something that terrified him to the point of giving him nightmares. The sight of Raziel viciously killing the son of a shepherd in a forest while he was teaching him Falconry. The Hand of the King has seem a lot of people die during his lifetime, he also saw a lot of murders being committed. But seeing the little boy that he considered his grandson in everything but blood, killing another boy that was not much older than himself was something that Jon was having difficulty to handle. Especially considering Raziel's complete lack of remorse and how naturally he acted about it afterwards.

Raziel did explain to Jon what happened on their way back. That his eagle killed a sheep that belonged to that boy's father and the boy got angry at him. He proceeded to tell him that he tried to apologize to the boy and offer some compensation for the sheep, but the boy wouldn't listen and he started to hit Raziel and pushed his face into the dirt. Jon actually believed his story, and agreed that the boy was out of line and was definitely going to suffer severe punishment for attacking the Crown Prince. But the simple fact that Raziel, a boy that was not even ten yet, killed the boy with no hesitation whatsoever still disturbed him.

Jon has been having difficulty sleeping since then. As the image of Raziel killing that boy keeps appearing in his dreams.

"My Lord, we must make a stop to feed the horses." The Knight told the Hand of the King.

Jon heard the knight loud and clear. Checking the sky, he noticed that it was going to get dark soon. "Let's set up camp, we should arrive at Gulltown before the evening tomorrow."

"Yes, my Lord." The Knight spoke to Jon.

The Knight took care of ordering the other guards to set camp for the upcoming night, while Jon descended from his horse with a bit of difficulty in order to check around the area for a bit. They were at a relatively distance to the Ironoaks Castle, but Jon decided against going there as they would have to distance themselves from the way to Gulltown. So camping there will be preferable, despite the cold winds that were coming from the sea, which wasn't too far away from them. Moving his head back, he sees the guards and the Knights at his service preparing the ground to camp. Thoughts about Raziel kept coming into his mind as he observed them. I feel like I should inform the King and the Queen about this. He thought about it. What for? He immediately decided against it. Robert would have done the same only sooner than Raziel did, he once smashed a man's face in with a chair in a drunken brawl over a wench. Jon remembers the event with deep shame, mostly because Robert was only thirteen at the time. The Queen would actually chastise me for allowing such a thing to happen with Raziel under his watch and probably just be angry that her son dirtied his hands with the blood of a lowborn . The old man thought as he decided to find himself a place to sit,

Finding a place in front of a fireplace that one of the Knight's squires was setting for the night. Jon decided to think about possibilities of what he's going to find in Gulltown. He was worried, and his worries just increased each day. Part of him prayed that they were still alive as he certainly wouldn't want to deliver the news to his good old friend that he was killed. But each day it passed, the possibility was higher, but he still had hope. He made a personal vow that he would get to the bottom of this and if by some tragedy, Yohn's sons are dead, he would grant him justice for their deaths. There's also the fact that Yohn still hasn't found the supposed second entrance and the previous attack. Before his departure, Yohn wrote to him that he found a clue, but it was nothing concrete yet. The letter also rushed Jon to discover what happened with his sons. Which only caused Jon to become even more focused on the task, as Yohn's desperation was probably increasing with each passing day.

As he watches one of the squires finishing the setting of the fireplace, Jon ends up sparing a thought about his great-nephew for a second. Robyn is really mad at Raziel over the business regarding the wrestling match and the valyrian steel dagger. I can't really blame him for that, Raziel did win the match using a dirty tactic, but it wasn't against the rules input on the match. And honestly, only a complete fool would bet such a rare thing on a wrestling match to begin with. Jon was still shocked that his heir could be so foolish. I'm also really disappointed with how he's handling the loss. I understand that no one enjoys being defeated but his constant complaints are a little out of control. Before his departure, Robyn practically spent an hour complaining about how Raziel cheated and trying to convince Lord Arryn to take the dagger back for him. When Jon refused, explaining that despite the dirty tactic, Raziel didn't break any rules so his victory was valid. He also criticized Robyn's decision of betting the valyrian steel dagger and instructed him to be more aware of risks like that in the future. Robyn seemed to have taken his advice, which pleased Jon.

After a few more minutes, the fire was started and Jon decided to get close to it in order to keep himself warm.

Raziel Baratheon:

"This is so good!"

The Crown Prince of Westeros was currently sitting down on a table inside the dining hall of the Gates of the Moon, enjoying a nice plate of roasted Lamb that he was sharing with his friend.

"Enjoy it, that's the last piece of it." Raziel informed her as he drank a cup of watered down wine. "Did you like the mantle?"

For the last few days, he has been slowly eating the pieces of the sheep that Artys killed. Which was delicious, he also took its fur and ordered a mantle to be made from it.

"Yes, thanks once again, it's very warm." Raziel gave the mantle as a gift to Mya Stone, whom he also shared the meat of the sheep with. She was chewing the meat with a lot of satisfaction on her face. He also had the rabbits that he got from the hunt cooked and served to the other servants.

"Did the others enjoy their meals?" He asked before he took a bite.

"Enjoyed? They were actually shocked that you actually shared your hunt with them." She said before she drank a cup of water. I already got a sheep to eat, so there's no harm in sharing the rabbits with the others. "But they were really thankful for the food."

"That's good to hear." He replied with a smile before he took another bite of his meat.

Both of them were sitting down on one of the tables that were meant for the servants, mainly because it was the usual spot where Mya eat, and Raziel didn't want to make her uncomfortable by making her sit on the table meant for the highborns. But honestly, Raziel saw no difference on the tables other than the fact that the one he was sitting on wasn't as clean or polished as the ones meant for highborns, and part of him actually wonders if it's on purpose or something like that. He wouldn't be surprised if it was.

As he appreciates the taste of the delicious lamb. Raziel thought about his conversion with Jon before his departure to Gulltown, where he explained to Jon why he killed that shepherd's son, who's name he later learned to be App, apparently named after an Apple. Jon had one of his guards deliver the boy's corpse alongside some coins back to his father. Who, according to the guard, barely reacted to the boy's death and gladly took the coin. Something that repulsed Jon, and even Raziel a little bit despite him being the one that killed him. Personally, Raziel didn't feel good or bad for killing that boy, mostly because he would have died anyway. Robyn was still avoiding him, not that Raziel cared as his constant whining and complaining would just annoy him anyway. After swallowing the meat, he decided to ask Mya a question.

"I'm curious..." Raziel called her attention and she moved her familiar blue eyes up to look at him. "How did you end up as a servant here?"

Mya finished chewing his meat before she swallowed. "A Knight came into my old home after my mother died and told me to follow him, I was reluctant at first but I didn't have anywhere else to go so I just went with him." She explained before she took a sip of her water. "He brought me to the castle and they gave me food, clothes and told me that I could live here." The black haired girl signaled him to get closer, which he complied. "I think it was my father's doing." She whispered to him.

Raziel suspects the same. "Have you ever tried to figure out who he is or was?" He asked, basically wondering if he was still alive or if he was dead.

"I did, but..." Mya looked away a little sad.

Raziel just sat there waiting for a response, until he actually understood. "He probably wants to keep your existence a secret."

Mya nodded. "Probably..." She sounded a little upset about that.

There is a certain stigma that comes from being born as a bastard. Raziel thought as he watched Mya's sad face. They are said to be born from lust, lies, and weakness, and as such, they are said to be wanton and treacherous by nature. The Prince genuinely believed that to be nothing more than a load of nonsense, but there are people that actually believe that and there is no changing their minds. But Raziel certainly wouldn't consider Mya Stone, much less his cousin, Joy Hill, as wanton or treacherous. Taking a deep breath, Raziel made a decision. "Mya, I'm going to find out who your father is or was, you have my word."

"Huh?"That surprised the girl, since she widened her eyes in response. "You don't have to do that, I don't want to cause him any trouble."

"Then don't cause him any trouble, but you deserve to know who your father is." Raziel told her in response and it was true, everyone should know who their father is, independent if they are good or bad. "Besides, there's no harm in knowing."

She seemed a bit reluctant, but in the end. "I guess you're right..." The Prince could tell that she wanted to know, which made him more determined. But then she looked at him with a serious face. "Don't take this the wrong way but..." She seemed a little reluctant to say it. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Raziel barely reacted to that question. "It's a little difficult to explain." It really was.

"Try, I wanna know." Mya insisted.

"Well..." How do I put it? "I... I feel like I know you." What am I saying? Of course I know her, we literally met not long ago. "What I mean is... It feels like... I already know you, I don't know how to put it." The Prince was trying his best to find the right words. "There's something... Really familiar about you, like I've always known you even before we actually met." That was the best way that he managed to find to explain it.

"I know what you mean." Mya responded to him.

"You do?" He asked in confusion.

"When I saw you for the first time, I could swear that I saw you before but I know that I didn't." She explained to him.

"Exactly," It was the same thing for Raziel. "I don't know why I feel like this, but I really feel close to you because of it." The black haired boy revealed it to her. "Which really makes me wanna help you even more."

Mya gave that familiar smile of hers. "I really appreciate it."

Raziel smiled as well, before he took the final bite of his meal.

Mya did the same and once she was done, she stood up from her seat.

After enjoying the last piece of the sheep that his Eagle killed, Raziel and Mya went their separate ways. Mya went to tend to the mules while Raziel went to the room where he was staying on the Gates of the Moon, where he sat down on a small wooden table in order to read a little. The book was one of the many copies of Inventories, the book written by Archmaester Thurgood which stated the existence of two hundred twenty-seven Valyrian steel blades in all of Westeros, although some have since disappeared. The book has a very detailed description and drawings of each blade alongside the details of the current state of them. Though some information should be rewritten as Red Rain is stated to be a Valyrian steel sword belonging to House Drumm, which isn't really true anymore and the drawing in the book doesn't really look like it anymore either. I personally prefer the changes that my grandfather made to the blade. Raziel, thought of as Red Rain now belongs to House Lannister and it's now decorated with gold and rubies that suit his mother's house perfectly.

The reason why Raziel decided to read that book specifically, was because of his Valyrian steel dagger. He wanted to see if there's any record of it in the book. There was no actual purpose for it, but Raziel really wanted to know if there was any particular story behind it. It wouldn't be far-fetched since Valyrian steel was rare and any material made of it is bound to either be ancient or particularly old. The Prince couldn't help but read about everything on the pages just out of curiosity. What interested him the most was the Valyrian steel blades with unknown fates.

Blackfyre, the sword of Aegon I Targaryen. Carried by all Targaryen kings until Aegon IV, who gave it to his bastard Daemon, who rose in rebellion against the Targaryens, taking the sword's name for his house. Its whereabouts are currently unknown. Shame, I would have it reforged and renamed as the Stormbringer, making it the Valyrian steel sword of House Baratheon.

Brightroar, the ancestral sword of House Lannister, lost when Tommen II Lannister, King of the Rock, sailed to Valyria and never returned. Joy's father is still missing, just because he went in search of it. Made it worse since House Lannister has a new Valyrian steel blade now.

Dark Sister, the sword wielded by Visenya Targaryen. Its last known owner was Brynden Rivers. I would probably either reforge and call it Dark Fury or give it to Dany as a gift.

Lamentation, the ancestral sword of House Royce, lost in the Storming of the Dragonpit. Wow, the blade is identical to Bronze Yohn's armor.

Orphan-Maker, the ancestral sword of House Roxton. Its last known owner was Lord Unwin Peake. Some rumors imply that the sword was accidentally dropped into the sea by Unwin Peake's youngest son while he was playing with it. The rumor has some logic to it, since the sword went missing sometime before the youngest son in question was beaten near to death by his father and brother for unknown reasons.

Truth, a Valyrian steel sword last carried by Moredo Rogare of Lys. The sword is probably in possession of the Iron Bank of Braavos, since House Rogare fell after collecting an absurd number of debts due to poor management of their treasury.

Vigilance, the ancestral sword of House Hightower. Its last known owner was Lord Ormund Hightower. The sword was most likely destroyed in the First Battle of Tumbleton during the Dance of the Dragons.

A great curved Valyrian steel blade with a dragonbone hilt, wielded by Sandoq the Shadow during the reign of King Aegon III Targaryen. Actually, in a scroll that I found in the room where I also found my harp, it was written that it was buried alongside Sandog as his last wish.

After reading about all of the main swords with unknown fates, Raziel decided to continue his search. After a few more pages, he managed to find it. Found it! He thought as he saw the near identical drawing of a dagger. I was half-expecting to not find anything about it. It was a long shot, but since he did. Okay... According to the book, the dagger was nameless and it was forged around the time that Thurgood was an archmaester of the Citadel, but it had quite the interesting origin. Apparently, the blade was forged by a maester of the Citadel; he was remarkable because his maester's chain only possessed Valyrian steel links in the collar. Valyrian steel links represent the study of magic and occultism, if I'm not mistaken. Once the maester achieved enough links however, he used them to forge the dagger. Only to later sell it for an unknown amount of golden coins to a merchant, in order to fund his journey to further his knowledge of magic. He left the order and went on a solo expedition to Asshai.

Huh, interesting. Raziel thought after he finished reading that. So this was simply the result of a need for gold, can't say that it wasn't smart though. He thought as he reached for the dagger that was on top of the table. A dagger forged from the links of a maester's chain, this is definitely a one of a kind object. The Prince couldn't help but think that. I'm still gonna make a few alterations to it once I return to King's Landing, there's a blacksmith called Tobho Mott that happens to be one of the few armorers who can work Valyrian steel. Raziel overheard Ser Meryn Trant saying that once. But, you can't stay nameless, so what should I call you?

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"Oh I know!"

Jon Arryn:

Finally, we have arrived.

After another unpleasant night, plagued by a lack of sleep and very cold winds. The Hand of the King, his personal guards and the Knights of House Arryn, arrived at Gulltown, the major port city of the Vale of Arryn. The day was bright and the weather was pleasant enough, despite the cold wind that was coming from the sea. Gulltown was quiet and some of its habitants seemed awfully busy with something. But that didn't really bother Jon as peace and quiet is always something that he welcomes with open arms.

He wasted no time in moving towards the home of House Arryn of Gulltown, the small cadet branch of House Arryn located in the city of Gulltown. They chose to marry merchants in Gulltown, making them richer than most of their cousins. However they are considered uncouth, so they are not discussed by the rest of the family. Jon himself never really understood the reason behind it, especially since House Arryn needed all of the numbers that they could get. Especially since Jon and Robyn are the last members.

They reside in a nice looking mansion located east of Gulltown. It would only take a small walk to get there, passing through some merchants and the habitants of the place. The old man did his best to not attract any attention, which was working lovingly so far. Mostly because of how quiet the city was, which was a little strange in Jon's opinion. But he ultimately chose to ignore it as he was focused on his task at hand.

Eventually, the Hand of the King arrived at the mansion that belongs to House Arryn of Gulltown. The manor wasn't exactly impressive, it was a very well kept three floor building, painted in the color sky blue, but that's where it ended in terms of decorations for the outside. The last time I was here was four decades ago. Jon thought as he approached the building.

One of his guards was kind enough to knock on the main door for him. After five or six knocks, the door was opened by a middle-aged woman with brown hair dressed in a simple gray dress, she was obviously a servant. "Lord Arryn," She bowed respectfully. "Lord Arryn is expecting you." Comically enough, the Lord that she serves is also a Lord Arryn, which made it a little confusing.

The woman welcomed them inside, with Jon being the first to enter and everyone followed him through the door frame. "If it isn't too much to ask, would you kindly serve a drink to my guards and the kind Knights that served as my escort?" Jon requested the servant as it has been a long trip.

"As you wish, M'lord." The servant immediately complied.

The inside of the manor, as opposed to the outside, was very decorated. The entire decorations seemed to be entirely based on Myrish culture. Jon himself wasn't familiar with it, but he could tell that the tapestry was Myrish, there were also several Myrish paintings and miniatures. The Hand of the King followed the woman, who led them into a door with the symbol of House Arryn painted on it. The woman unceremoniously opened the door, which revealed some type of meeting room. The room was relatively dark, the walls had a dark blue color and there were several comfortable looking chairs surrounding a circle shaped wooden table. On the inside, there was a man and a woman sitting on the inside.

"M'Lord and M'Lady, I present the Hand of the Hand." The woman announced his presence to them.

Both the man and the woman stood up and Jon took a good look at them.

The man was middle-aged, relatively overweight and half of his hair was gone. He had sky blue eyes, a perfectly trimmed beard and a large nose. His name was Lyro, and he was Jon's very distant cousin. He was wearing a similar outfit to Jon, though he seemed to be made of a different material and the color was brighter.

The woman with him was apparently his wife. She was a very attractive young woman with olive skin, dark curls, lovely green eyes and a curvy figure that were only highlighted by her relatively revealing green outfit that only highlighted her eyes.

"It's an honor to receive you at our residence, Lord Hand." Lyro Arryn greeted Jon Arryn with a bow.

"The honor is mine and thank you for receiving me." Jon immediately returned the gesture.

"Allow me to introduce you to my wife and Lady." Lyro spoke politely.

The beautiful woman bowed to Jon respectfully. "I am Bau Arryn, it's an honor to meet another member of House Arryn." She had a strange but charming accent.

"Once again, the honor is all mine." Jon respectfully bowed to his cousin's wife in return. For what I heard, Lyro was originally married to a woman from House Lipps, but Lyro had the marriage annulled after the rebellion. Jon thought as he met Lyro's second wife. "Forgive me, if I may sound rude but I have something important to discuss with my cousin."

"Not rude at all, dear, would kindly make sure that his guards are shown proper hospitality?" Lyro told his wife.

She nodded before she moved pass Jon.

"All of you can rest now, but please don't take advantage of my cousin's hospitality." Jon informed his guards and the Knights.

None of them said a word, but they bowed to him before they accompanied Bau, probably to be taken to a place where they could all rest and be served. Lyro himself welcomed Jon inside the meeting room before he closed the door behind him, signalling Jon to sit down in one of the chairs. Which he gladly did, and the chairs were unbelievably comfortable.

"Would you like something to drink?" Lyro asked as picked up a jug and filled a cup with a strange pale green liquid.

In his curiosity, Jon ended up accepting it. "Yes, please." He filled a cup for Jon and handed it to him, and Jon was surprised by the taste of it, it was a very peculiar but strangely pleasant taste.

"It's Myrish Wine, many of the cities found across the narrow sea produce their own brands of wine." Lyro informed Jon, that information is well known but a lot of people never really try the kind of wines found in Essos.

"You seem to have love for Myr." Jon spoke as he appreciated the taste of the Myrish Wine.

Lyro smiled at him before responding. "I worship everything about Myr." He announced proudly. "After annulling my first marriage, I decided to visit it and simply fell in love with everything about that place, including my beloved Bau."

As Jon finished his cup, he decided to ask him something. "Forgive me if this is an undesirable question but..." He was simply curious. "Was there a particular reason for the annulment of your first marriage."

"Not at all, I understand how annulments are viewed." Lyro sat down on one of the chairs before he spoke. "The truth is, it was a loveless and childless marriage that was arranged by my father when I was still a young man. We never really got along with one another despite being married for twenty years, so we both decided to finally put an end to it." His cousin explained to him without showing any resentment. "Last I heard of her, she has joined the Silent Sisters.

"I see." Jon couldn't really judge, he was married twice and deeply loved both of his wives. So he can't really judge someone for wanting to rid themselves of an unhappy marriage, especially if both of them agreed that it was for the best. But now it was time to get serious. "Now, I really need to know what you discovered about the disappearance of Robar and Waymar Royce."

Lyro's smile disappeared from his face and a serious expression appeared in its place. "I'm afraid I have bad news."

Jon sighed, already preparing himself to hear it. "Any news is better than none." The old man commented in response.

"After I received your letter, I conducted a small search for the sons of Bronze Yohn. I asked my sworn shield to secretly conduct a search around Gulltown for either their location or the possible cause of their disappearance." Lyro explained before he leaned back on his seat. "After asking around, he came upon a merchant that saw Waymar Royce buying something from a mysterious merchant."

"What exactly did he bring?" Jon asked in curiosity.

"Apparently, it was an armor of unknown origin but that's not really the problem.." Lyro answered his question. "The problem is that the merchant that my sworn shield spoke with mentioned that he never really saw that merchant before and he knows every single merchant in the city, and he also claimed that a strange number of ships carrying a considerable amount of goods has been coming in and out of Gulltown in a strange speed."

Jon was very confused after hearing that. Every single ship that comes in and out of Gulltown needs to pay a fee, especially if it's a merchant looking to trade. Even so, the ship usually remains for at least a day or two and I wonder what he means by great speed. Unless... Jon just came up with a terrible idea of what exactly could this be about and he didn't like it a single bit. I need to make sure... He immediately set himself an objective. The Hand of the King then stood up from his seat and spoke. "I am exceptionally grateful for your support and what you just told me was very useful." His cousin also stood up from his seat. "I must check the clue that you just delivered to me right away."

"I'm glad that I could be of help to you, and if the necessity arises, you can use my home as a temporary residence for your stay in Gulltown." Lyro politely offered his cousin.

"Once again, I'm grateful and accept your offer, I shall stay here for the time being until I uncover the nature of the information that you just gave me." Jon decided to accept his cousin's request and also asked him a favor. "But I must request, my presence here cannot be discovered by Lord Grafton." He will find out eventually but the longer it takes, the better.

"As you wish." Lyro accepted his request. "Also, I almost forgot." He seemed to have remembered something. "The Lord and head of House Baelish of the Fingers was here before your arrival and requested me to deliver you a message."

Jon sighed, as he momentarily forgot about Lord Baelish's requested audience. "What is the message?" He asked in order to get that business over with in order to continue his investigation.

"To meet with him on the spot next to the Gulltower, because he has information regarding something shady that is happening inside Gulltown." Lory explained to Jon.

"Huh?"

After his cousin informed him of the message that Lord Baelish had delivered for him. Jon immediately took two of his guards in order to make his way towards the Gull tower in order to check what was that about. Passing through the Walled City without attracting attention was easy, as most of its inhabitants didn't knew who he was, but he was careful enough to hide his presence by not wearing anything with the Arryn sigil or the Hand of the King badge, and he was also wearing a cloak that his cousin was nice enough to give it to him.

Passing through the streets, Jon noticed a great number of children playing around. Which sadly brought back the memory of Raziel killing that Shepherd's son once again. The Hand of the King just shakes that awful memory off for the time being in order to focus on the task. Walking past a humid and relatively dirty ground, Jon and his guards passed through an alleyway where a very young girl dressed in revealing clothes stared at them, with one of his guards sparing a look of lust at the girl. It disgusted Jon as the girl seemed to be a year or two older than Robyn at most and he would have reprimanded his guard if he kept staring at her. Luckily for him, this unpleasant trip came to end as the end of the alley revealed the Gull Tower. But Jon had to go to a specific place to meet with Lord Baelish. The place where they were supposed to meet was an abandoned building that apparently belonged to him. It was located west of the Gull Tower, which was where Jon and his guards were currently at. But Jon had no idea which building it was, as all of them seemed abandoned to him.

Standing in the middle of an empty street with his guards, Jon was having an immense difficulty to discover which of the abandoned buildings around him he was supposed to enter.

Until.

"Lord of the Vale." Suddenly, Jon heard someone calling him from a window of the third building on the left.

"Lord Baelish?" Jon asked as he approached the building in order to take a good look at the man. He was a fairly young man with sharp features, a small pointed beard on his chin and dark hair.

"Since my father died, I'm afraid." He joked, not a particularly funny one. "Come on in please."

Jon nodded, before entering the building alongside his guards. Despite being abandoned, it looked relatively well kept on the inside, despite having no decorations or even furniture. It seems like it's ready to be used. The Head of the King thought as he observed his surroundings. After a second or two, that man that he came searching for appeared descending a staircase that led to the second floor. Once he was on the same floor as them, Jon noticed that he was a short man of slender build.

"My Lord, Ser, Ser." He bowed to Jon and his two guards respectfully. "I would offer you a seat, but the recent restorations didn't allow me to get any seats yet."

"It's no problem, and if these restorations are your doing, I must praise your work." Jon spoke as part of him was a little impressed.

"This is all simply an investment, a friend of mine plans on opening a tailor shop and I decided to help him get started." The man with laughing gray-green eyes informed the Hand of the King.

"That's awfully nice of you." Jon was surprised.

"I will be much nicer if I receive a good return from this investment." Lord Baelish spoke with a small laughter but Jon couldn't help but notice that his eyes were not accompanying his laughter.

Jon was tired, and he would really like to lay down. So he decided to get to the point already. "Lord Baelish, you left a message to me regarding something shady that is happening inside Gulltown." The Hand of the King decided to speak. "I would be very grateful if you go straight to the point in regards to that."

Petyr Baelish barely reacted to what Lord Arryn said, he simply took a deep breath before he answered the question. "What if I told you that Lord Grafton embezzled the funds of the trade in Gulltown."

Jon had no reaction whatsoever to what he said, because that was already his suspicion. "How do you know that?" That was the question that he wanted to know.

"Let's just say that... One of my investments ended up suffering as a result of this and I would like this to be resolved so the legitimate businesses don't suffer as a result of that." Baelish revealed it to Jon.

With a deep breath, Jon asked. "Tell me everything you know."

Raziel Baratheon:

Dear Mother,

My days in the Vale have been really pleasant. Despite finding Robyn Arryn to be particularly annoying, he is ignoring me because I beat him in a Wrestling match and won a Valyrian steel dagger from him.

Jon also taught me Falconry, which was fun except for a single detail. Which was a Shepherd's son that attacked me because my Eagle killed his sheep. He punched me, pushed me into the dirt and called me Little Shit. I got so mad that I actually killed him by slicing his throat with the Valyrian steel dagger.

I know, I know, I shouldn't have dirty my hands with something like that, but I was so angry that I wanted to be the one to do it.

Please don't be mad.

I miss you and I can't wait to see you again.

With Love, Your son.

Raziel Baratheon.

Raziel finished writing a letter to his mother, he sealed it right away. Before he picked another piece of paper to write another one.

Dear Myrcella and Joy,

I know you girls asked me to write separate letters to each of you, but I think it's a waste of time because the letters would literally say the exact same thing.

Which is, I miss the two of you everyday and I really wish I could be on the receiving end of your hugs and kisses once again. Especially with the cold winds of the Vale.

Also, I made another friend, her name is Mya Stone. Yes, she's a natural daughter like Joy. And no, we don't kiss like Joy and I do.

She doesn't know who her father is, and I promised to help her find out who he is.

I think she deserves to know.

You girls think I'm doing something wrong? Because she's afraid that she's going to cause trouble for him as a result.

Anyway, you two forgot to tell me how Tommen is doing in your last letter.

Also, what happened to Uncle Tyrion's marriage? I haven't heard anything about that in a while.

With Love, your dear cousin.

Raziel Baratheon.

The Prince finished writing a letter to his cousins. Once again, he sealed right away in order to write one last letter.

Dear Dany,

I hope you liked the gift that I sent you. It was from an animal that I hunted with my new pet.

I can't wait to introduce you to Artys. I'm already certain that you'll adore him just as you did Symeon.

As for the question you asked me last time, the answer is yes.

I know this is a short letter, but not much has happened these last few days.

Unless you want to hear about what I did with the Shepherd's son , but I don't think you will.

There was also a Wrestling match, but I'm pretty sure that you don't even know what wrestling is.

So, here's a small explanation.

Wrestling is a sport or activity of grappling with an opponent and trying to throw or hold them down on the ground, typically according to a code of rules.

I had an small competition with some Squires and managed to win three matches but also lost four of them. But I'm not mad, I actually learn a lot from the lost and I'm going to be prepared for the next one.

I miss you, my Dragon Princess.

With love

Your Stag Prince.

Raziel sealed the final letter and stood up from his table in order to send them to his loved ones. Passing through the door frame, Sandor Clegane quietly started to follow him through the corridors as always. The Prince has gotten used to the Hound's presence, his heavy steps that always follows behind him are strangely menacing, which he likes it.

As he walked Raziel noticed Robyn looking through an open window that showed a sight of the horizon. I should try to mend my relationship with Robyn, despite my annoyance towards him. He thought as he took a deep breath and approached the Heir of the Vale.

"Hi." Robyn greeted him as he moved his head to stare at him with his sky blue eyes.

Taking another deep breath, Raziel decided to speak. "I'm sorry for using a dirty trick in the wrestling match, but the truth is, I really wanted the Valyrian steel dagger." The Heir of the Vale was taken by surprise by the Crown Prince's confession. "I ask you for forgiveness and if you want the dagger back, you can have it." He offered. Come on... Take the bait...

Robyn was taken aback by Raziel's offer and his apology, and seemed to be really considering what he offered. But. "N-no, you won the dagger despite the dirty trick." The older boy clarified. "But I accept your apology and apologize for acting like a sore loser."

"I accept your apology as well." Raziel spoke, trying to control himself to not laugh. He actually believed that I was going to give it back to him?! HAHAHAHAHA! Luckily, I knew he would do the honorable thing. "Can we... be friends again?"

Robyn chuckled with the question. "We never stopped being friends, we merely had a quarrel."

Raziel gave a smile. "Can we train together?" He asked as he displayed the letters. "After I sent these letters to my mother and cousins, of course."

Robyn smiled. "Sure, let me accompany you."

With that, the two of them started to move towards the area where the raven's are kept. It's for the best, despite having a somewhat negative opinion about Robyn, we are better off as friends than enemies. Besides, it would be nice to get on his good side again since Jon has been acting weird around him since the whole thing with the Shepherd's son and maybe this will get him off my back. "Did you knew that the dagger was forged from an Maester's link?"

Robyn seemed surprised by the revelation. "Really?"

"Yes, apparently he only made the dagger to sell it in order to fund a expedition to Asshai." Raziel revealed to him. "How it end up with that merchant that you brought it from, is a different question."

"My uncle Waymar was the one that brought it for me, he always brings the most interesting things from Gulltown." Robyn informed him.

Ummm... For some reason, Raziel felt a little strange after hearing that.