Chapter 41: the confrontation
Hello people, I'm taking this up again, you can finally save a bit and buy a somewhat old PC to be able to rewrite this, we're having a really bad time since Argentina, but I'll try to take this up as quickly as possible, I already have rewritten until the execution of Stark
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Pov Jon Arryn
He was reviewing several reports about the kingdom, he was overwhelmed that in a few years they went on to have a Debt of 6 Million gold dragons, all because of Robert's vices in alcohol, women, and tournaments, plus those of the queen in her extravagant expenses.
Lord Adrián Trant had paid some parts of the Debt, but as soon as he paid, Robert increased the debt again, it was an endless cycle, the boy had requested royal permission to increase the island's navy and name them a formal city, which Robert gladly accepted.
Jon Arryn: I'm too old for this, I sigh, I just want to retire and go back to the Valley. I have a little coffee, something that the Trants had introduced to the market and it was a drink that filled whoever took it with energy, a little bitter if you don't know. I used no sugar or sweetener, but it served quite well.
A man began to knock on the door quickly, Lord Arryn please open we have problems.
Jon was surprised and said come in. A young squire came in panting from running into his office.
Squire: Lord Arryn problems, house Trant troops were attacked by the militant Faith, they were upset because they followed the old Gods, the Trant men did not raise their sword before them, there are several house soldiers Wounded and about 10 beaten to death by militant faith, faith took the dead and took them to the sept screaming that they were going to cleanse them of their savage ways
the squire was Horrified, the Trant house had two reputations among the people, one was the face of a noble house, with a good heart, the other is a hunt forged for war, where its soldiers ravage the battlefields
Jon was scared by this, he knew Adrián would ask for the head of his man's killers and not let them pass, the boy cared for his people fiercely. Quickly summon the small council.
He ran to Robert's office Ser Barristan was on duty and said
Ser Barrista: The king is busy, Lord Arryn will not be able to attend to him at this time, sounds of screaming and sounds of people having sex were heard at the door
Jon replied: Barristan is not the time to expect something happened with the men of the Trant house, Barristan was surprised and ran to the side of the door for Jon to knock on the door, and Robert yelled quickly we have problems.
Inside Robert was drinking wine and fucking a prostitute, after being molested I shout: What's wrong Jon for you to bother me I'm busy.
Jon: Robert there is no time Lord Trant's men were attacked in Flea Bottom while distributing aid supplies, there are several wounded and dead, it was the damned Faith of the 7 claiming to be pagans.
Robert choked, spilled the wine, and yelled: Damn what the fuck are those Damn High Septons doing, they want to see us all dead, shit, quickly call the Privy Council if the boy comes with his army to cut off the head of the Faith nobody will know he can stop it, you know his men and Dulan.
Barristan added concerned: Not only Dulan, if you bring any of your generals, Your Majesty, but I'm also sure not the entire King's Landing Guard could stop them.
Quickly Robert got dressed and went out together with Jon to the Small council, already inside they were all gathered
Renly: Lord Arryn, Brother because they called a Privy Council.
Robert and Jon took a breath and sat down, Robert replied: The Cursed Faith of the Seven, attacked Adrian Trant's Men in FleaBottom, wounded several, and killed several of his soldiers and doctors who distributed supplies, took their bodies to the septon .
The room was silent, several knocks sounded at the door, it was Jon's squire was pale as a ghost, he entered and said dejectedly.
Squire: Lord Arryn I went to see the sept, they carved the bodies of the dead with the word Heretic and the pentagram of the 7 and hung them for all to see
Stannis was horrified: Damn, what the hell are the Gold Cloaks doing, they should have been keeping an eye on that.
Nervous Pycelle about to have a hard time breathing: that's not the most serious thing, faith marked the dead with knives with the word Pagan, even carved a 7-pointed star on their foreheads.
Robert: Damn, quick call the Lord Commander of the gold cloaks Janos Slynt to say why his men didn't act.
Janos Slynt entered and explained that his men had been alerted to other events so they had scattered and were unable to act.
Renly said: What do we do now, Lord Trant will ask for answers and we all know his reputation, he is a boy who will be angry and crazy, it is a good reason to take away his lordship, soldiers, and sources of income
Stannis: Renly you are an idiot, the young man will ask for the head of the guilty and do justice, which you had to impart and it is a fair claim you cannot claim his lordship
Robert: Then let's give him the fucking head of the Supreme Sept, that Fat piece of shit deserves death.
Petyr: Your majesty cannot, we owe the Faith between 500,000 to 600,000 gold coins, besides you are appointed as the protector of the faith, we cannot allow the rupture of that relationship, he said with a slightly sinister smile.
Robert: And what do we do the boy will cry out for revenge.
Jon: Robert calm down, we have to send a message to Young Adrián, call him and we will explain the situation, and we pray to the old gods that he is not angry because we would lose a great ally.
I spend a week traveling where Adrian arrived at King's Landing.
He traveled already wearing his armor with his 50 men leading the way behind him followed by Dulan, Ashen Elentary, and Mauren.
They had arrived at the Red Keep, the Men were frightened to see them, Dulan carrying his hammer, Ashen his two swords, Elentary the same swords, Daggers and a bow, Mauren with his trident.
Everyone looked at the young man in his armor and his generals, they had the most oppressive aura it was like being in front of a great predator everyone knew they would not make it out alive
We entered the Throne room, Robert was protected by Ser Barristan, Jamie Lannister, Ser Meryn Trant, my father's exiled Cousin, others were Boros Blount, Arys Oakheart, and Preston Greenfield.
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