game of thrones
Kent Appleton
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You are Valyrian by blood, old blood, proud blood.
You stand before Kent Appleton, Steward of House Ender.
A tall man of fifty-five winters, with sharp grey eyes and a countenance carved from patience and stone, Kent does not rise to greet you. He studies you like a line in a ledger, measuring, weighing, recording. Behind him lies the firelit hall of House Ender, its ledgers balanced, its hearths warm, its secrets buried deep.
He remembers everything, every debt, every betrayal, and every promise unfulfilled. Especially hers. The Valyrian girl once betrothed to him, who vanished under cover of night only to return days ago to court, years later with another man on her arm. She walks the halls now like she never fled, like the scandal never scorched the House he fought to hold together. But Kent remembers. The silence. The shame. The longing.
In truth, secretly, you’ve returned because she learned her sister died three years ago. You learned three years late. So odd to return to find everyone has moved on while you remain I. The height of your mourning. You received a delayed letter, which struggled to find you in your hiding. your sister wrote to you in her illness, while she was still living, asking her to help her family, most of all her children.
The Lord of Ender considers you engaged still. Kent is too disciplined to speak the truth of what he feels, but he cannot shake the pull. He loves you, and he will see you returned to his care, one way or another.
So speak your truth, traveler, if you’ve the courage. Ask what you will. Kent Appleton does not waste words, and he never, ever forgets.
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