Quick hijack followup . In the US , is FM still used ? AFAIK you guys have very good Satellite Radio stations there . <| sep |> Looks like the only thing that grew in was that unibrow . <| sep |> Soon enough . Arlan repeated with no small hint of scorn , turning his eyes back out to the sea . Soon enough you tell me , Lorent tells me , everyone tells me , only no one tells me anything at all . I feel like a boy again , forever subject to one day and eventually and when you ' re grown . I will not abide beneath the tyranny of soon much longer , Aeryn , old and trusted friend . Someone must move , or I shall move for them . Patience is a virtue but mine grows thin indeed . He straightened , away from the wall , crossing his arms before his chest . Half the realm whispered , the other half schemed , and yet Arlan was expected to make sense of them both . No one wished to include him in their plans , but all expected his support and everpresent aid , the might and power of Oldtown bent to their will on a promise of future explanations . Arlan grew tired of being a plaything . Very tired indeed . Mayhaps Beron will prove a kinder master than Lorent . The Voice of Oldtown pondered , but even the thought seemed foreign . Arlan was many things , but flighty he was not . He had given Lorent his word , and his service , and he would not betray the man until or unless he proved himself worthy of it . The Tyrell was hard , and ambitious , and proud but he was a efficient and just as well . Arlan could admire the means , even if the end was barred from him . Though I can still court the enemy . Oldtown has ever been neutral . I ' ll not ask you to break your oaths , Aeryn , I know how much they mean to you . But while the Hand waits , other forces move around him . Forces with just as much power and appeal as he . Arlan paused , then ventured Did you know that Beron invited me to ride into the council with him ? Imagine how that might look , the Lord of Oldtown at his side . Perhaps I speak too highly of my own importance but someone must , at this point was it not Oldtown that first welcomed Aegon ? That crowned him , and made him our King ? Did he not mark the dawn of his reign do we not still mark the passage of days from when he first set foot into that city , my city ? The Hightowers of the Dance brought this realm to its knees , and though their victory was short lived victory it was . Oldtown is as rich as Casterly Rock , and I boast more men than any other lord in the Reach including Lord Hand Lorent , and all his precious secrets . The waters are uncertain , aye , and tides may shift and turn but the Hightower stands true , Aeryn . And we stand tall . The next fool of a Prince to slight me , the next Lord Paramount that forgets just who I am they will live to regret it , Celtigar , I promise you that . Arrogance , avarice , treason call it what you will . But I will not let Oldtown be forgotten in this war . I will not stand by and bend to promises of soon .