Oh, he had plenty of rumours, and each one was more crazy than the rest. Jon Snow had mobilised a hundred thousand wildlings and had retaken Winterfell, and all the lords that resisted him were eaten by the savages. Jon Snow was an unmatched warrior, and defeated the Bolton army single handedly in the field. With each swing of his sword, a hundred men died. Or that Jon Snow had been the fruit of an affair between Eddard Stark and Rhaella Targaryen, and could conjure fire with a wave of his hand. Petyr couldn't stop laughing for a dozen minutes when he heard that particular rumour for the first time. None of this was something that he could report with a straight face to Cersei, who had little patience for nonsense.