I am afraid you can look over a puzzle I have been trying to solve , my dear King Beron . Unfortunately I have only been able to find so much , but it all points to one thing . And that is a plot against your majesty . Moving across the room , Lewys invited himself to a chair , dropping a few sheafs of paper filled with his own flowing script . The Bastard believes you ' ll sully his father ' s legacy , he told me of that much himself . The Lord Hand seems apologetic , or did when I met with him in the least , and yet he calls the council necessary . Necessary , you know what that means ? It means that the Bastard must have some sort of hold over Tyrell , or else has promised him something . Then again , it could even be the Targaryens meddling , who knows . But this council was called with purpose , King Beron . Strong purpose , one which will not go away just because the council may decide one way or the other . Lewys glanced over to one of the guards , Water if you will good ser , I find my throat becoming parched . With that he sank back into the chair , falling silent for a few moments . The party of his , my aunt was invited . Many strong nobles were invited . He said it was just for enjoyment , passing it off as something more solemn to respect his father . HAH , the bastard doesn ' t even keep mourning ! That just shows how illfit he is . Another momentary silence . The Stormlands are split , I have it from Lord Seaworth that you are his first and only pick , and yet Lord Tarth , Lord Baratheon ' s dear cousin says our Lord Alyn doesn ' t know . Though if Lord Tarth ' s words reflect the opinion of Alyn , well . Let us just say Lord Tarth named you a child unfit to hold the throne . Another great sigh from the young lord . . And where is that blasted water ?