Sandstone

[The Stranger]

" What have you done! We've got riots in Sunspear just after that mess had finally calmed down! Attacks at Kingsgrave and elsewhere? You preening jackass do you have any idea what you have done?"

[Horas]

"I executed a traitor, my lord," Antario says. "Why that should prompt the rebels to attack I have no idea. But rebels can be put down by armies. Happens there's an army back there," Antario waves vaguely in the direction of the Dornish force camped outside the walls.

[The Stranger]

"He was a traitor, Lord Yronwood." Qorgyle said, through clenched teeth. "He was a traitor to the ironborn. At my direction."

[Horas]

"Might be, my Lord. Might be he was selling you out to Harlaw or Coldiron at the same time. My sincere apologies if you are correct." Antario shrugs. "My sister informed me that you would approve of a move against Lords Harlaw and Volmark should sufficient proof be uncovered. I found proof. I attacked."

[The Stranger]

"Idiot! The man was in constant contact with me. I couldn't very well tell you he was a spy, what if they had a spy in your men? That would have fucked everything up. But than again, that appears to be your specialty. I should have you goddamn arrested." Qorgyle seethed, but clearly had no intention of arresting anyone.

"Lord Yronwood you are relieved of command of the army."

[Horas]

"That is a pity, my lord," Antario says, though he does not seem particularly disappointed. A slight smile plays about his lips. "May I ask who will be assuming command?

[The Stranger]

"I intend to disband it, so that the men may return to defend their keeps against any rebels causing more trouble thanks to your encouragement." Qorgyle said.

[Horas]

"Of course, Lord Qorgyle," the smile does not quite leave his face, "But what is to be done with Lord Volmark? Or is he also a trusted spy, my Lord? I should hate to accidentally kill another."

[The Stranger]

"If you kill anyone without my authorization Lord Yronwood, I will have you buried alive on the red dunes." Qorgyle says, with a face indicating he is perfectly serious.

[Horas]

"That seems quite reasonable, Lord Qorgyle. It is only that the letter my men acquired seems quite adamant on the fact that Lord Volmark is a traitor. I would be quite uncomfortable knowing that there is a traitor living amongst us, and I imagine most of the other Dornish lords would feel likewise. I can only hope he will be dealt with. Of course --" he raises a hand placatingly, and his lips twitch, "Such tasks should no doubt be left to men better qualified than a preening jackass such as myself."

[The Stranger]

"Get out of my sight Yronwood."

[Horas]

"A good day to you as well, Lord Qorgyle," Antario says. He bows again, and exits, humming a tune.

[Imry Willfyre]

Lord Dondarrion, Prince Rodrick and two hundred riders ride across the last dunes that stand before Sandstone. When they finally make it to the walls, they call up for admittance.

[The Stranger]

The group must make its way through twenty five hundred Dornishmen, in a military camp, but none move to interfere.

Upon announcing themselves, they are admitted to the keep.

"Lord Qorgyle will see you now," says a besilked seneschal.

True to his word, Lord Ramsey Qorgyle entered, and took up a position on a divan, gesturing for Lord Breck and Prince Rodrick to do likewise.

"Your Highness, Lord Dondarrion, a pleasure."

[Imry Willfyre]

"Lord Qorgyle, an honor", he said with a bow.