Chapter 351

"My name is Jon Bettley. A Knight of House Bettley and an envoy of Lord Tywin Lannister."

"The fuck does Tywin want now?" Greatjon Umber asked from his seat.

The Knight looked a little afraid but gulped and soldiered on.

"Lord Tywin wishes for a peace treaty with the North and the Vale." Ser Bettley said "We'll return Lady Sansa to you. And you can return to your lands. There is no need for further unnecessary bloodshed."

"And what of the Stark men you butchered in Kings Landing?" he asked.

Ser Bettley hesitated but spoke "Lord Tywin is willing to return the bones of the dead and compensate for their unfortunate deaths."

"Unfortunate deaths he says." Lord Greatjon Umber barked "How about I gut you like a pig and I call it an unfortunate death. Huh!"

Ser Bettley's face went pale and his father spoke.

"Peace Greatjon. We're not going to kill a messenger."

Greatjon grumbled a bit but went silent after that.

His father then turned to Ser Bettley and spoke "You say you're going to compensate for the deaths you've caused. Is that correct?"

"Yes my lord." Ser Bettley replied.

"Are you going to compensate for the death of the tens of thousands of the peasants that Ser Gregor Clegane and his men caused?" his father asked.

Ser Bettley had no replied to that and his father continued.

"What about King Robert. How are you going to compensate for his death?"

Ser Bettley frowned at that "King Robert Baratheon died of a heart attack. The Lannisters have no part in his death."

"That's what you say." He said "But we know from a reliable source that it was the Queen who poisoned the King and the Grand Maester who made sure that the King died and the made it look like a heart attack."

"Rubbish. Lies. All of it. Queen Cersei would never do such a thing."

More than a few men in the room scoffed at that.

"Are you saying that my reliable source is lying." His father said in a low and dangerous voice "Do you take me for a fool Ser Jon Bettley."

"You think you Lannisters can do anything you want and then you'll be forgiven for it just because you asked nicely?" Lord Karstark spoke "I'll give it to you. You have some guts to come all the way here and spout such rubbish to us."

The Knight took a glance at everyone in the room and sighed before looking up at his father "I take it that your answer is no then?"

His father nodded.

"I still say that we should cut his neck and send his balls back to the old lion." Greatjon said.

"And my answer is still no Greatjon. We do not kill the envoys."

Greatjon nodded and got up from his chair.

He took the parchment about the peace treaty, tore it into peaces and then forced it inside Ser Bettley's mouth.

"Go back and shove the peace treaty up Tywin's ass." Greatjon said "See if he can still shit gold after that."

With that Lord Greatjon Umber picked the Knight by his collar and threw him out of the tent.

His father shook his head in amusement and he wondered how they were going to get Sansa now that they had refused the peace offer.