"Our quarrel with the South is now done. Joffrey died at his wedding, my sister, Arya, personally sliced the throat of Walder Frey and bathed the Twins in blood for the Red Wedding, and Tywin Lannister was killed by his son on the privy. Balon Greyjoy slipped during a storm and fell from a bridge," laughter spread across the hall. "And every last Ironborn that dared to stay in the North lost his head. If anyone wants the north, they're welcome to come and try. The Moat is heavily garrisoned again with men under Jorelle Mormont, and with the help of Lord Manderly and the crannogmen, it is being restored. But we have more enemies to the north. Ser Brynden, bring it here," the king nodded towards the master-at-arms, who quickly sent a man away.