Lord Hand was returning to the Royal Castle in a very good mood. Meg, as always, was good and for a short moment Little Demon was able to forget about his burden. The sun was approaching noon and Tyrion was mentally planning things to do today, and there was a lot to do. The events of the day tired him out, and he wasn't sure he was doing the right thing. As soon as the dwarf managed to approach the Hand Tower, his people reported that a visitor was waiting for him in the Small Council Hall. When...

The narrow streets of Flea's End were not blocked and the houses were so close that they almost touched each other. Every time he visited King's Landing, the Lord of the Stormy Limit visited these places, because that's where he grew up. And now, together with his son and Rodrik Greyjoy, Gendry has gone beyond the Red Castle; the situation there was too much pressure. Gendry was lacking air in the walls of the palace, but it was not the stuffiness or dust, but the growing intrigues, squabbles and scandals associated, of course, with the future of the Throne of the Six Kingdoms...