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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Widowmaker" data-source="post: 2814789" data-attributes="member: 23050">As you think to yourself about your answer. You notice something out of the corner of your eye. When you look you do not see anything. Lord Butterwell looks at you blankly as you give your answer. He then turns walking away from everyone walking towards a chair on the far side of the room.Lord Bloodraven, Ser Corrington, and the King all have smiles on there face as they focus on Lord Butterwell. It takes you a few seconds but you quickly realize that Lord Butterwell is being mocked and the others are laughing at him. The worst part is that Lord Butterwell doesn't even realize it.Lord Butterwell sits in the chair and puts his hand to his fat chin. He is about to speak when the King stands."Forgive Lord Butterwell he see conspiracies and worries too much, I suppose that is why he is the Hand. I believe Lord Butterwell's concern is misplaced. He told me earlier that you were at my brother's, Lord Blackfyre, tent yesterday and spoke with him in great depth. The Hand thinks that House Stark will rebel along with my brother and try to overthrow the me. I had to ease Lord Butterwell and explain to him that Lord Stark and his sons are loyal to the Crown." As he speaksto you he slowly makes his way over to a small table. He picks up a goblet of wine. He picks another up for you, he lifts it seeing if you want it.Lord Butterwell faces slowly starts to glow red, he starts to shift in his seat. You realize that the game is being played right here in front of you and you are being used as a pawn. The King and others have turned on Lord Butterwell."I will simply take Karrwin's word that there is no intention of rebellion, will that satisfy you Lord Butterwell?" The King looks at you and then the Hand.Lord Butterwell attempts to stand but he is so fat that the chair is stuck to him. He pulls it off and then walks over to the table with the map. "He is not Lord Stark, his word is not the same as his father's, but if it will do for the King it will do for me!" He looks at the map never looking at you or the King.The others in the background nod, a few exchange coins as it appears bets were made, and a few giggle. Tyler steps up and whispers in your ear. "There is more to this than you know, be very careful." he then steps back before any have noticed.Grand Maester Hareth steps forward. "It has been many moons since a Stark has come to a tourney. It is good to see the entire Kingdom is here. We should welcome Karrwin properly, tradition says that you should be honored tonight at the dinner. I would be honored Karrwin if you would sit next to me."The King looks at the old Maester and smiles, he then looks over his shoulder at group "Once again the Grand Maester beats me to punch." The Maester smiles and then retreats. "Harethhas a tendency of doing that, that is one of the things I like about him. So it would be my pleasure if you would sit at the head table tonight." One of the squires walks in to the room, the King looks at him. "You will have to excuse me Karrwin, some dignitaries that have travelled very distant have arrived. Until later." he nods at you and turns walking back towards the group of advisors.</blockquote>

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