Game of Thrones - Myrcella Baratheon Story

Chapter 3: Family, Duty and Honour

Date: 298 AC, 19th day of the 1st month

Location: The Riverlands, Regional Capital: Riverrun, at the residence of the Tully family

Lord Hoster Tully was ill on his bed unable to manage the daily affairs of his nation but able enough to handle some of the paperwork. Hoster carefully analysed of the situation of his family; with his dear daughters, Catelyn and Lysa married into House Stark and House Arryn they have a fundamentally strong alliance with the North and Vale and can be called upon in times of need. He was internally happy about making one good decision in his life and from the childhood days of his dearest daughters they were embedded with the family motto, "Family Duty and Honour". Always being loyal and helpful to your family and the duty to discharge those responsibilities with honour and fairness. 

Then there was Edmure Tully his only son and heir; a well-meaning, dutiful, loyal, occasionally-hot headed and impulsive individual but one who is aware of his surroundings when required; and militarily, he is a good battle strategist and politician in addition to being a reasonable close-range fighter. Hoster chuckled at the quirks of his son but nonetheless he loved him equally as his daughters. Currently, his son, is adjudicating the affairs of the Riverlands to hide the illness of his father from prying eyes who wishes ill of House Tully. Nonetheless, the Freys are a major headache; they'll be difficult to handle, indeed. Hoster rubbed his temples full of concern.

Albeit legitimately training Edmure in the art of politics and economics, which is expected of a ruler, Hoster thought this guise was a good-enough in the short-run to cover-up his vulnerabilities. The status of the family is in a precarious position although we have solid foreign relations with the other regions; its the intra-regional affairs that are the most worrisome, Hoster calmly thought. 

Then there's my brother, Ser Brynden "Blackfish" Tully; he's tall and lean, has a smoky voice, kind, patient, blunt and stubborn man who cares little of what others think of him. Although he has his own mind he is a stalwart individual when it comes to the wellbeing of his family; the family motto ingrained into him just like all Tully members. Although our relationship is strained right now, I believe he will come around it when we need it.

Lord Hoster was contemplating bringing back his brother while suddenly he heard a knock on his door, "Come in," he said. Tytos Blackwood walked inside then he bowed, 

"My liege how are you feeling today." Hoster coughed before heartily responding, "As old as ever, I may be down but I'm not out and drop the formalities we are friends," he continued "How are you and your family, Tytos." Tytos heartily laughed and responds, 

"One can never be informal to the Lord of Riverrun, it's good to maintain your manners and my family is great and I'm well, thank you for asking sire, all of it's attributed to your long and prosperous rule," Hoster waves aside the compliment and positively says, 

"Aye it's partially due to me but never forget it's also because of you, the people and the countless soldiers that made this peace possible but... I fear our days of peace are numbered." Lord Tytos always appreciated and liked his liege lord is and it was an honour to be his friend. House Blackwood is unswervingly loyal to their rulers since the old days their loyalty remains unquestioned; Tytos is Hoster's long-time friend since their childhood days, confidant and close adviser. He was perplexed,

"My lord, what do you mean?" Hoster responds, "Do you remember the times I had extreme jitters on my back," Lord Blackwood nodded; Hoster continues, " It's not looking good; I got those jitters again." Then it dawned on him about their circumstances, he stood up and glanced out the windows and remembered of what happened in the past and what's about to happen in the future; the Lord of Raventree Hall deeply sighed and a last look through the window before asking,