Devan looked a bit disappointed, but sat down in the seat at my left. Melisandre vacated the seat at the front of the table, and I sat down. ![]() It took little time to find the council room, and it was already in session. He told me he didn’t mind, as long as he went with me. Still, I was not convinced and asked if I wouldn’t mind if I went to join the council in discussing the strategy for fighting the rebels. He is so confident I am not sure where he gets it. I confided in Devan (what a relief to be able to do that with someone) over brunch and he told me that we would surely prevail as we had him on our side. I would have to make sure that this one would not steal from me all the happiness I had gained from all these years of peace. Normally I hated going there, and at any other time would have happily spent the day in Devan’s (very enjoyable) company, but the last war had cost me my father, and had almost cost me my mother. I had no clue of what my regent Melisandre was planning away in the council room. I was very late for breakfast that morning, and very much out of breath.Īlthough the day was one of rare, almost cloudless skies around Storm's End, my mind was more worried than ever. I tried to slip out of bed to wake him, but it turned out he was still awake and he dragged me back in. ![]() I awoke beside my lord husband, who was still asleep. The wedding guests, mostly of Ser Davos’ family and of course the loyal House Farring, filed out today.
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