"King Tommen Baratheon sent me here to deliver these, Your Grace" Ser Balon kneeled, unstrapped a sheathed sword from his belt and a rolled-up scroll, and offered them up. She could see the pleasant approval on the faces of the Northern court at this obvious show of deterrence. Her granduncle, clad in his usual black scale armour, approached slowly, took the two items and gingerly brought them to Jon.