A Secret Meeting in Gulltown

[Horas]

Lord Giles Grafton is just shy of thirty, clean shaven and slender. "Will you now?" Grafton asks, a hint of acid in his voice. "And where were you when your allies were burning my ships, Brynden?"

[Horas]

"Spare me your excuses, Brynden. While the Vale was at war, you hid on that mountain peak of yours and plotted against your own kin. And now it seems you are doing it again. Lord Howland has ruled the Vale for near twenty years, and his father ruled it before him. If you had some grievance with his claim, your time has long since passed to voice it."

[Horas]

"The children of bastards have no claim," Lord Giles says coldly. "You should have contented yourself with Duskendale. It sickens me that honorable men like Lord Tommen and Lord Edwyn have fallen under your sway, but you can be assured that I will not join them."