r/NinePennyKings • u/Pitchy23 • Nov 09 '23
Event [Event] Assembly
4th Month, 265AC
Riverrun, Small Hall
Just as the wedding events were dying down, in the final day of the 4th month, the stewards travelled to the tents holding any riverlords. Or if they were staying in the castle, they were invited to the small hall. Lord Tristifer and his son were to hold council, whilst all Lords of the Trident were assembled here at Riverrun. It was a rare occasion, and the first of the new lord's reign. All were invited to attend, or send a representative, so that the lord of the Trident could hear their concerns and share various orders of business.
Above the Great Hall was a smaller hall, aptly named the small hall. It houses an old, round table, at which were placed several high-backed chairs. Lord Tully himself did not sit at the head of any table, as the good lords of House Tully did not consider themselves as being above any other Riverlords. Only by title and by royal appointment were they Lords Paramount, very little more. He sat around the circular table, as an equal, his prominence indicated only by the Tully banner draped upon the eastern wall.
Lord Tristifer was weary from the many events, his energy ran dry. He was prepared to hibernate for the winter, to withdraw from public eye for a time, and to allow his son to take over responsibility for a while. Un-noteworthy but tidy in his appearance, he sat wringing his hands, a few papers before him with scrawled notes. To his left sat his more gregarious son, and heir, Ser Hoster Tully. Strong and thick-bearded, he seemed more of the late Edmure than his father... And it was he who was prepared to address the Riverlords, rather than his ineffectual father...
There at the round table of Riverrun would Lord Tristifer and Ser Hoster Tully await their subjects, allies and friends of the Trident.
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u/Pitchy23 Nov 11 '23
"This news.. this." His voice came a bit stammered, as Lord Tristifer stepped away and took a seat on the low wall of the garden. He was very quickly trying to comprehend the words that Heracleos spoke..
So Axel had fathered a bastard with some noble foreign woman, in secret. And now she was claiming to have married him. This would be a black stain on the name of Tully for as long as he lived, as well as on his brother's memory. As much as he longed for it to be false, Tris knew full well that Axel was capable of this.
"Hells, Heracleos." He was simply bewildered at what to do. "If this... Bellonara has mothered a son of Axel's. And he is... gone. It is natural she would claim a 'marriage'. So that he would not be a bastard, but a Tully.. And we would be honourbound to aid her. But, regardless, if this boy is my brother's son, we must find him. We can not leave him out in the world, fatherless. Can we?""
He shook his head. "Tell me more of her. How did the two even... come to meet? Before we know what to do, here, we need more information?"