Opening post by Lady Wynafryd Hornwood · #1
This is written down, though few read it. This will not help anybody take a seat, and I am posting it anyway. Winter nights are long and the board is quiet.
Strip the songs away and it comes to this: how a bastard's name changes what a man is allowed to become. My maester has a theory. My maester has fourteen theories.
There is a version of this where the truth is dull — a bad decision, a bad winter, nobody's grand design — and I have never once heard anybody argue for it.
The record will still say this next season. Consult the ledger before the sword.