Chapter 12: Moonlander (2/4)
Raziel Baratheon:
"It is right at the end of this path." The black haired boy informed them.
"I was expecting a more complicated path." Bronze Yohn told him as he rode his horse besides the Prince.
"I really don't understand why you want me to show you the way when I could simply mark it on a map for you. " The Prince replied slightly annoyed with the unnecessary trip that he had to make.
After a few more days, Bronze Yohn and Lord Redfort were able to completely seal the cave. Now no one can use it to get in and out of the Vale and once that was dealt with, everyone finally decided to make their way back to the Gates of the Moon. However, upon their arrival, he received a request from Bronze Yohn, who wanted Raziel to show him the way to the home of the Shepherd whose son he killed. Raziel was a little annoyed with that request because he really wanted to go see Symeon. But, it turned out that the Shepard may know the whereabouts of Bronze Yohn's sons. So the Prince decided to help.
"Here we go..." Once again, Raziel mounted Muddy to make the trip. "Mya got it just for you." The boy fed an apple to the Mule.
Muddy made a happy sound before he bit the apple. Raziel smiled and patted his head.
The Prince and the Lord of Runestone were being accompanied by five guards and Sandor Clegane, who were all riding behind them. The day was quite windy, which was why the Prince had a hood in his head. I really don't understand the logic behind such a foolish decision. Raziel really didn't, because he kept trying to understand who could be as foolish as this Shepard to aid in the abduction of one the high Lords of the Vale.
The path that they were taking was quite peaceful, with a road that was surrounded by a large grass field. So far, he hasn't seen a single sheep in the area, but that might be because he wasn't paying much attention to it.
"Forgive me for asking, but there seemed to be quite the commotion during our return to the Gates of the Moon." Bronze Yohn spoke to the Prince as he rode on top of his beautiful horse beside him.
"Everyone was asking me about what happened in the cave." In truth, ever since what happened, several different versions of the story had been spread around the Vale. With each version being more exaggerated than the next.
One of those versions claims that Raziel went to the cave alone and single handedly killed all of the members of the Moon Brothers.
Another claims that he actually climbed the whole mountain and descended to reach the other side.
The most absurd version was the one that claims that he actually flew on the Winged Knight's giant falcon and fought against the Moon Brother's leader in combat.
Raziel wasted no time in disproving any of those claims, but he didn't confirm them either. Not like they would have listened to him anyway, since they were so caught up in those versions of the event that the truth simply didn't matter to them. A similar thing happened back in Casterly Rock, with several people making exaggerated versions of his first hunting trip with his father. With people claiming that he was the one that wrestled the Lion instead of the King.
"Everyone keeps bothering me about what happened in the cave." The Prince replied in slight annoyance before continuing. "Is quite annoying." Then he reached into a small bag that was strapped to his saddle. The bag contained some mint leaves that he enjoys chewing.
"Trust me, some men take pride in recounting their adventures." Bronze Yohn pointed out to the Prince as he scratched his beard. "Others, honestly, simply wish to be left in peace and not be reminded of them constantly."
"Which one are you?" The black haired boy asked as he chewed mint leaves.
"I certainly enjoyed recounting them when I was younger," The Lord of Runestone answered. "Now, it's simply tedious to be asked to repeat a story that I told more than enough times."
"It's tedious to be asked to repeat a story that I haven't even told once." Raziel only gives the basic details of the story to whoever asks. That he went in to rescue someone, although everyone assumes that this someone was actually Bronze Yohn when it was actually Mya.
"My Lord." One of the Knights under Bronze Yohn's command called him. "I think we reached our destination." The man pointed towards a small looking shack from a distance.
"We did." Raziel confirmed as it was the house that he visited alongside Jon to give compensation to the boy's father. It's just as bad as he remembered and he sees no sign of sheep.
"Let us proceed then, the sooner we discover where he took my sons, the better." Bronze Yohn spoke as he began to gallop towards the Shepherd's home at a surprise speed. The Knights followed his horse just as quickly.
"No need to hurry." He told Muddy as the Mule moved at the same speed. With Sandor quietly following him from behind.
He could see them reach the Shepherd's home from afar, not really caring about the outcome since all they wanted was for Raziel to show them the way. I hope Bronze Yohn's sons are alright. Despite not knowing them personally, it will be really saddening for Jon, Robyn and Bronze Yohn if they perish.
A few minutes after the others reached the location. Raziel and Sandor reached the Shepherd's home. With Raziel slowly descending from Muddy, patting his head before moving towards the place with Sandor slowly descending from his horse. The shack was in really poor condition, with the wood being rotten, the roof having several holes on it and the door being just an open spot that was shaped like a door. The place had an awful smell and there was no sign of sheep in the area. Only a considerably old cart that is probably going to fall apart soon.
The Prince decided to enter the shack in order to see what was going to happen, once he stepped in, he saw Bronze Yohn and the knights standing over something on the floor. "Is he dead?" The "Something" was the man that they were looking for. The Shepherd was around the same age as his uncle Stannis. With dark, short hair awkwardly hanging over a thin, menacing face. Hollow hazel eyes with freckles are spread graciously across his cheeks and forehead, leaving a compelling example of his unfortunate looks. He was wearing a dirty worn out white shirt and even dirtier white breeches, but strangely, he was wearing fine looking leather boots that really didn't match the rest of his outfit.
"No..." Bronze Yohn made a disgusted face as he looked at the man. "He is simply drunk."
"Oh..." As a matter of fact, Raziel was feeling a familiar smell of piss and vomit. "If that is the case." Out of nowhere, the Prince kicked the unconscious man in the ribs with the tip of his shoe. "WAKE UP YOU SMELLY BASTARD!" Yelling as loud as he could after that.
That surprised the people inside of the shack, but no one said anything since they needed to wake the man up anyway. "Aaahhh.." The man grunted after Raziel's kick, but barely reacted to it and simply rolled to the left.
"Just like my father." Raziel spoke sarcastically, because he did the same thing to the King once. He actually heard one of the Knights chuckling in response to what he just said, probably making the connection. "Can someone bring me my Waterskin?" He asked the older men.
One of the Knights actually nodded and proceeded to move towards the door of the shack to make his way back to the horses and Muddy. He heard Muddy making a noise, probably not wanting the Knight to take his things. But the Knight returned with his waterskin soon after.
"Thanks." Raziel held a waterskin made of very fine looking leather, opening and taking a sip of the clean fresh water that was inside of it. Once he took his drink, however, he poured all of the remaining water on the Shepherd's head to wake him up.
"Ahh..." The drunk grunted in response as water fell on him. "What the fuck!" The man yelled angrily as he rolled around and stood up.
"Forgive me, but you were in clear need of a bath." Raziel joked with a smile as he watched men try to shake the water off his head.
"YOU LITTLE FUCKER, I'M GO-" The Sheperd was angry and was clearly about to attack the Prince, but before he could, Bronze Yohn stepped fowards and grabbed the man by the shirt.
"You are speaking to the Crown Prince of Westeros, you filthy drunk." The Lord of Runestone spoke in a calm but incredibly booming voice. "Now, I am going to ask you a question and you will answer it." The man seemed to be barely conscious, but his facial expression indicated that he understood. "You were paid a considerable amount of gold to transport two young men out of Gulltown." It wasn't a question, it was a clear accusation. "Those two were my sons and you will tell me where you took them right now." He demanded calmly, but Raziel could tell that he was impatient.
"Ahhhh..." The Shepherd grunted in response to the question. "I don't remember...",
Raziel, who simply stood there, moved his head around and realized that the shack barely had anything inside. Just a table with no chairs and the bed was basically a bunch of hay on the floor. I guess he wasted all of the gold in beer. That was his guess since the place smelled like beer.
Bronze Yohn, understandably, did not like that answer. So he proceeded to grab the man with both hands and push him towards the wall roughly. "WHERE ARE MY SONS?!" He yelled angrily at the man.
"The Knights simply told me to stop in the middle of the road and they carried the two away." The man responded, clearly disoriented due to drinking. "I don't know where." Raziel could tell that the man was telling the truth.
"Then you shall take us to the road where you left the Knights and my sons." Bronze Yohn regained his composure and demanded the man.
"What exactly would I gain by doing that?" In an act of pure and complete stupidity, the Shepherd tried to snatch something out of this situation.
Predictably, his response was getting punched in the gut by the Lord of Runestone. "You will receive the blessing of keeping that empty head of yours where it is!" That was his response as the Shepherd fell to his knees after the punch. "Now, get up!" Bronze Yohn angrily grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him towards the door.
The Knights followed behind their Lord, with Raziel simply standing there. Looking around the home of the boy he killed. Which made him wonder where the Shepherd buried the boy. Well, I got nothing better to do... Raziel thought as he moved towards the door as well. Stepping outside of the ugly shack once again, the Prince observed as Bronze Yohn argued with the Shepherd about the location of the spot where he left the Hedge Knights had his sons captives. Looking around for a bit, he decided to take a look around the place.
Taking a few steps to the left, he moved around the corner in order to reach the backside of the shack. Once he did, he came across a large grass field with no sign of sheeps. Can you even call yourself a shepherd if you don't own any sheeps? Raziel asked himself. Was the sheep I ate the only one you had? Now that he thought about it, that would explain why the boy was so angry when Artys killed the sheep. The boy scratched his black hair as he searched for the spot where the boy he killed was buried. "Mmm..." Eventually, he found a spot that was clearly dug.
Approaching it, Raziel decided to pay his respects. "I am truly sorr-" The moment he stood in front of it, he decided to apologize. But stopped halfway because he didn't want to lie. "Actually, no, I am not sorry at all." The truth is, he enjoyed it. "The worst part is that , I would have paid a good amount of coin as compensation for that sheep, but you decided to attack me instead." That was the most ironic part. "So, may the worms feast on your filthy flesh." That was the last thing that Raziel said before he smiled and spit on the grave where the boy was buried.
Before he could turn around and move back to where the others were, he noticed something else in that area. A few steps away from the grave, there was another spot that seemed to have been dug. Approaching it, Raziel noticed that it seemed to be another grave. Wait, is someone else buried here? The Prince asked himself as he noticed that both graves seemed to be identical.
Confused with the second grave, he decided to ask who else was buried there. So he turned around and made his way back to the front of the house. Where he noticed that Bronze Yohn was yelling angrily at the man.
"I don't know." The Shepherd continued to deny knowing the location where he left the Hedge Knights and Bronze Yohn's sons.
"Don't give me that!" Bronze Yohn rebuffed angrily. "I swear that the only thing keeping me from beheading you myself is the fact that you know where my sons are, so start talking!"
"M'lord, I- '' Before the Shepherd could continue with his excuses. Raziel approached and interrupted him.
"Excuse me?" Raziel decided to call his attention. "Who else is buried behind your home?" He asked the Shepherd in curiosity as he pointed at the direction of the grave.
Both men looked at the Prince in confusion, though the Shepherd made a strange looking face after he asked.
"What do you mean, my Prince?" Bronze Yohn asked him in confusion.
"I went to spit on the grave of the boy I killed and realized that there was another grave next to his." Bronze Yohn and the Knights looked at him with shocked faces after he said that he spit on Shepherd's son's grave. "Who else is buried on the back?"
"Ummm..." The man seemed to be nervous after receiving that question. Which was something that everyone noticed. "It's my wife." The man replied while avoiding looking at them.
"No, it isn't." Raziel was quick to point out. "You don't have a wife." When he and Jon came to offer him compensation for what Raziel did to his son, Jon asked about the boy's mother and the Shepherd just scoffed in response. Then Raziel observed a detail that stood out about the man. "You know, it is a little odd that the only thing about your outfit that isn't worn-out are the boots." He just couldn't overlook that. "Would you kindly tell me where exactly you bought them?"
Bronze Yohn and the Knights moved their heads to look at the Shepherd, only now realizing that he was wearing fine looking boots.
"I... ummm... I got them at Gulltown, M'Prince." Everyone noticed that the Shepherd seemed nervous.
"Those are fine looking boots that only a noble would be able to afford." Bronze Yohn decided to join the conversation. "I don't know how much you were paid by that bastard, but I can tell that it wasn't enough to afford that." With that, the Lord of Runestone grabbed him by the neck once again. "If these boots belong to one of my sons, I will -" Before he could finish that sentence, the old man widened his eyes. "No..."
It took less than a second for Raziel to realize what he was probably thinking. "Oh no..."
"The grave on the back of the shack, see who is buried there." Bronze Yohn ordered the Knights. "Now!" He raised his voice to rush the Knights.
The Knights immediately made their way to the grave in order to check who was buried next to the Shepherd's son.
The Prince could only touch his face in frustration because he is pretty certain that it is who they think it is. "Unless you want to end up like your son, I suggest that you confess." Raziel told the Shepherd as Bronze Yohn was visibly restraining himself to not slaughter the man.
"I-I don't -" The Shepherd made a futile attempt to deny it, but they were having none of it.
"Sandor, gouge his eyes out." Raziel ordered his sworn-shield. Who stepped forward to fulfill the order, with the Shepherd making a terrified expression as the Hound closes the distance.
"T-the boy managed to break free!" He finally said it.
"What did you say?!" Bronze Yohn's voice increased as did his hold of the man's neck.
"The younger one, he managed to break free and kill one of the Knights." The younger one that he is referring to was probably Waymar Royce,the third and youngest son of Lord Royce. "The other three overwhelmed him." The moment he said that, Bronze Yohn pushed the man into the ground and immediately rushed towards the back of the shack. Leaving Raizel and Sandor alone with the Shepherd.
Raziel closed his eyes and waited.
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"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A loud scream of grief came from behind the shack. It was definitely coming from Bronze Yohn, confirming what they feared.
Opening his blue eyes after hearing the scream, the boy only had one thing to say. "The older one, what happened to him?" Raziel was referring to Ser Robar Royce. The Shepherd opens his mouth to respond but is interrupted. "If you say "I don't know", then there is absolutely no reason for you to be alive and I will have my sworn-shield chop your arms and legs off with his axe." Sandor heard that and immediately pulled out his axe. The Shepherd was clearly terrified of the scarred man.
"After I made the Shepherd talk, Bronze Yohn personally executed the man for aiding in the abduction of his sons." Raziel explained.
Once the Shepherd told them what had happened to Robar Royce. Bronze Yohn had the Shepherd handed on the nearest tree that they could find. The fool kept begging saying that the Hedge Knights threaded him and forced him to get rid of the body, but Bronze Yohn had none of it. Then they took the body of Waymar Royce back to the Gates of the Moon.
"That is so sad..." Mya thought as she looked through the window.
Mya and Raziel were both inside of the room that he has resigned in since his arrival, with the two of them looking through the window where they saw Bronze Yohn, Andar Royce and Robyn Arryn, mourning the loss of Waymar, as they stood next to his corpse. Waymar was killed by being stabbed multiple times by what appeared to be daggers. He clearly fought, but not well enough.
"It is..." Raziel replied as he observed them. Jon is going to be really upset. He thought as Jon was investigating their disappearance and will probably blame himself for not uncovering their location sooner.
"What about the other one that is missing?" Mya, who was sitting down on a chair, asked.
"The Shepherd said that he was taken to Wickenden." The seat of House Waxley. The town is on the northern shore of the Bay of Crabs, northwest of Crackclaw Point. It is famous for making scented beeswax candles,which Raziel is quite fond of. We still have no idea why, but Bronze Yohn will make his way there as soon as the preparations are ready." It honestly made no sense to Raziel, since there's no way that they can get away with this now that Waymar Royce was killed. Unless... But then he was able to actually think of an explanation. The Hedge Knights were paid to take the two and since Waymar broke free and tried to fight... The remaining Hedge Knights will probably try to blame Waymar's death on the knight that he killed. But the reason why they were being taken to Wickenden was still a mystery.
From above, the two of them actually saw Robyn cry over his uncle's corpse. Which made Raziel upset, despite considering Robyn to be quite annoying, he viewed him as a good friend. Jon will definitely be quite upset when he finds out as well.
The Prince sighed before he reached to grab a cup of goat milk that was on top of the table. "How is your ankle?" He decided to change the subject.
"Still hurts, but not as much anymore." Mya replied as she lifted her injured foot up to demonstrate. "Did Muddy like that apple?"
"He loved it." Considering that he made a happy sound after he gave it to him. "You know, I never th-" Before Raziel could continue, he was interrupted by the sound of a roar. "Finally." He spoke before moving towards the door.
"What?" Mya asked in confusion.
Raziel opened the door of the room and peaked to the left, where he saw a terrified servant walking next to his beloved pet. "Symeon!" He squealed happily when he saw his Hrakkar.
The Hrakkar roared happily and immediately charged towards Raziel. With the boy opening his arm widely and hugging his pet. Waving at the servant to go away, which he gladly did.
"I missed you..." He told his pet as he hugged him tightly.
"This is Symeon?" Mya limped towards the door and approached the boy and the Hrakkar.
"Yes." Raziel moved his blue eyes to look at Mya. "Symeon, this is-" Before Raziel could introduce his Mya to him, Hrakkar wastes no time in launching himself towards the girl.
"Hahahaha..." Only for Mya to laugh as Symeon licked her face.
"He likes you already." Raziel commented with a smile after seeing that.
"As do I." Mya replied as she caressed Symeon's fur with a smile.
Raziel then kneeled down and caressed his fur alongside Mya.
The two spent the rest of the evening enjoying the company of his pet.
Jon Arryn:
"Despite my visible reluctance," The Hand of the King stood up from his seat slowly. "This is something that must be done."
"You don't necessarily need to take such drastic action, my Lord." Lord Baelish spoke in response.
Currently, Jon Arryn was inside of his chambers at the company of Petyr Baelish. The two men were discussing how they should proceed with the matters regarding House Grafton . After an extensive investigation, Jon was able to discover a considerable number of deals that were done by Lord Grafton, where he would allow smugglers to sell their illicit goods at Gulltown by a conspicuous amount which he receives a good part of. Practically embezzling the coin that belongs to the crown and keeping it for himself while simultaneously allowing illicit trade to occur freely. Crimes that were completely unacceptable, which Jon had to do something about.
He was still completely unsure of what exactly Yohn Royce's sons had to do with that situation, but that was a different matter entirely.
"What else is there to do?" Jon asked in confusion. "Despite being unsure of the value of some of these items, I am certain that the total amount is the equivalent of five years of taxes." The Knights that were under Jon's services disguised themselves as buyers, taking notes of every single item that were sold. Jon made the proper calculations and was surprised by the amount that the illicit trade made.
"Not exactly what I meant." Lord Baelish, who was sitting on a chair in front of the table, replied . "I simply don't think that confronting Lord Grayford directly is a good idea."
Of that Jon agreed. "It is not, but unfortunately, I suspect that Lord Grafton is already aware of this investigation." One of the Knights actually saw one of the smugglers speaking to Lord Grayford in the port, which leads Jon to believe that he at least suspects of the investigation. "So the longer I take, the more of a chance he will have to escape justice." He wouldn't be surprised if he was planning on fleeing Gulltown to escape punishment, which is why Jon placed his man to keep watch around possible routes that he could use to escape.
"Indeed, he does." Petyr spoke in an affirmative manner.
But the way he spoke made Jon suspect something. "Lord Baelish, what exactly do you mean by that?"
"You see, I may have insisted to Lord Grafton that the Hand of the King was suspecting of something illicit happening in Gulltown." They spoke with a strange smile that Jon could tell was quite insincere.
His mouth may have been smiling, but his eyes weren't. That was Jon's observation. "And I assume that you didn't jeopardize this entire matter over nothing."
"Indeed, I did not." Lord Baelish crossed his legs. "Lord Grafton will be meeting me in the property where we had our first meeting under the guise that I am actually aiding him in exchange for a portion of the profits."
Hearing that made Jon think carefully. He would be away from his keep and I could place him under arrest... He considered the possibility carefully. I don't really trust Petyr Baelish, there's something about the individual that makes my skin crawl, but he has been nothing but helpful in this matter. Which is the main. reason why Jon has been giving him the benefit of the doubt.
After some careful consideration. Jon made a decision. "When will this meeting occur?"
Raziel Baratheon:
"Wait, are you serious?" Mya asked in clear disbelief.
"It is true." Raziel confirmed.
Raziel, Mya and a few others were standing in the middle of the courtyard, where the armor that supposedly belonged to the Winged Knight was on display for everyone to see.
"Look, I'm gonna show you." Raziel was holding his dragonbone bow, and he signalled her to step back.
Standing at a considerable distance, Raziel prepared his bow and aimed at the armor. With several other archers joining him and preparing to shoot at the armor at his command.
Everyone, including the archers, were clearly confused and wondered what was the purpose of shooting arrows in an empty armor on display.
"Ready..." Raziel spoke. "Loose!"
With that, Raziel and the archers fired at the armor. And the result was everyone, except for Raziel, being surprised by the fact that not a single arrow landed on the armor. With each arrow either passing by it or falling in front of it. Once all the arrows were shot, all of the archers made confused expressions as they didn't understand how exactly they missed.
"You weren't kidding." Mya pointed out in surprise.
"No." Raziel replied with a smile.
The Prince then stepped forward and stood in front of all of the archers. Where he pulled out his Valyrian steel dagger. "You all must be asking yourselves how exactly you all missed, the answer is quite simple." He then tossed the dagger towards the armor, only for the knife to be pushed away the moment it got close enough. "The answer is that, despite it being a considerably weak armor, it possessed a very interesting quality." He approached and retrieved his dagger, and held it in front of the armor before letting it go. Only for the dagger to get launched away from the armor. "It seems to repel certain kinds of metal." Retrieving his dagger and placing it back on his sheath, the Prince continued with the explanation. "Iron, Cobalt, Steel and a few others." The boy then lifted his index finger. "However..." He picked one of the arrows that fell in front of the armor. Placing on his both and shooting once again at the armor, only that this time, it hit perfectly. "It doesn't work so well while at close range."
The archers were visibly impressed by the feet either way. Not that Raziel can blame them, since the usefulness of an armor that can deflect arrows coming your way is something beyond amazing. Especially since several great warriors fell from an arrow that killed them from afar. That mixed with that strange device that could slow your descent from the sky only added to his amazement. If those remains indeed belonged to the Winged Knight, he must have been some sort of genius. Making it even more impressive since this is from a much more primitive time.
"What are you going to do with that armor?" Mya, who had approached him while he was thinking, asked.
"I was thinking about melting it and reforging it into something else." The armor itself is pretty useless, the only thing making it worthwhile is this uncanny ability to repel metals.
"But... Can you actually do that?" Mya asked while looking at the armor that had an arrow stuck in it. "Doesn't it belong to House Arryn?" She asked that since there is the common misconception that the founder of House Arryn was actually the Winged Knight, but that's mostly speculation with no actual bases to prove it.
"I already gave the remains up for research," Raziel pointed out. "Besides, I found it, so it's mine." The Prince then smiled before wrapping his arm around Mya. "Which is funny, because you were the one that I was actually trying to find."
Mya blushed a bit in response to that. "Don't even think about it."
Raziel made a confused face. "What?"
"You know what." Mya signalled towards the Archers, who seemed to be discussing the supposed Winged Knight's armor.
"Oh..." Raziel understood.
So he did it anyway and gave Mya a quick chaste kiss on the lips. Causing the girl to look at him angrily despite the fact that no one paid attention to it.
"I just love kissing you." He confessed while placing his head on her shoulder, causing the girl to blush even more.
"Idiot." She replied while caressing his black hair. "What are you going to turn the armor into?" The black haired girl asked in curiosity.
"I was thinking ab-" Before Raziel could answer the question, he was interrupted by someone calling him.
"Excuse me, my Prince." It was the Keeper of the Gates of the Moon.
"Yes, Ser Nestor." Nestor Royce technically is also called Lord Royce, but in order to not confuse him and Bronze Yohn, the Prince simply calls him Ser Nestor.
"A letter from the Hand of the King addressed to you has arrived." Ser Nestor informed him.
He extended his hand for the letter. "Actually, a servant has taken the letter to your chambers, I simply came here to inform you." Nestor clarified to him, before bowing and turning around. "All of you, return to practice!" He ordered all of the archers.
All of them immediately scattered around to return to their training.
Raziel sighed. "I'm gonna go see what is on the letter." He informed Mya.
"I'm gonna go bathe Muddy." Mya replied in clear annoyance.
"You mean try to bathe Muddy." He pointed out in amusement because Muddy never had a bath without a fight.
"Try?" Mya folded her arms and smirked. "I always win." It was true, Muddy always lost during their bathing battles.
"Not without a considerable amount of struggle." Raziel commented in amusement.
Before making his way back to his quarters, Raziel got on his tip toes and kissed Mya on the lips, an open mouthed kiss with his tongue entering her mouth.
"Seriously?" Mya asked in clear annoyance.
"There is no one around anymore." Nestor Royce and the archers were all gone.
"It's embarrassing." Mya folded her arms and blushed.
"Fine," Raziel decided to just not insist. "I won't kiss you in public anymore, but I get to kiss you as much as I want when we're alone." Those were his terms.
"Deal." Mya accepted with a smile.
Raziel smiled back , before he proceeded to make his way to his chambers.
Bronze Yohn left a few hours ago to make his way to Wickenden. Robyn and his uncle are incredibly sad with the death of Waymar Royce. I don't know whether Jon was informed of it yet. They are simply waiting for Bronze Yohn's return to take the body back to Runestone.
Raziel thought about that whole mess as he reached the door of his chambers. Opening the door right away, the boy with black hair made his way to the table. Passing by his beloved pet, who was sleeping on top of his bed. He could see the letter on top of it, and he wasted no time in sitting down to read it.
Dear Raziel.
I decided to write you this letter simply to express how incredibly frustrated I am.
You cannot put yourself in this kind of danger. I am perfectly aware that you are very capable, but even the most capable man can fall due to unfortunate circumstances. And I sincerely don't want to add you to the list of loved ones that I have already outlived, which is much longer than any man would like.
I am not angry at you, but you are the closest thing to a grandson that I have in this life and my old heart certainly cannot take another loss.
Also, Lord Royce informed me that the reason why you went into that cave was to rescue Mya Stone.
I apologize for not telling you sooner, but I simply thought that it would be better for you to establish yourself in the Vale first. I know you well enough to know that you would want to spend every possible second with her.
You probably have questions, but I would rather answer them personally.
My only request is that; If Mya Stone is still unaware of the fact that you two are brother and sister, please do not tell her yet. I will explain why as soon as I return.
Yours faithfully,
Jon Arryn
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"WHAT THE FUCK!?" That was Raziel's only response to what he had just read.