Kapitel 52: The Letter
Haldor established communication with the best fighter in the tournament because he wanted strong men in his lair. He had also received reports that he had asked for his fiancée's favor in the tournament, making it obvious that he needed to evaluate him.
Later, he gave the princess a warning about her future choices. She would hold the ruin of her house or the prosperity of the seven kingdoms in her hands. After all, she was not the only one affected by this forced engagement.
Everyone had responsibilities, and it was up to each of them to live up to them.
Haldor did not know if he was wrong about it. After all, that was the way he thought.
To him, there are two kinds of men: those born with a grand destiny who have a bad character, which would lead them to absolute resin. However, there are those born humbly but have a great character; that man would be destined to have a fulfilling life.
Haldor, however, was one of the former, and he hoped that he would express good character to those close to him. If he were to pledge his loyalty to a princess he barely knew, the only thing he would ask of her was her loyalty. Love was not in their hands, given their way of marrying.
Being a man from a modern world, he would only have one wife, as it should be. However, if he were to give his life to someone he would marry, the least he expected from her was loyalty.
The most important thing is loyalty and then respect. Without both, the marriage would be doomed to fail.
"You can go rest; I don't think anyone would be crazy enough to come and kill me," Haldor said, looking at the guards outside his room.
"We've rested all afternoon to be well for the night. Besides, we will only have one day of guard duty," said one of the personal guards assigned to him.
Haldor nodded, thanked his guards without much drama, and opened the door to his room to go to sleep.
When he entered, he found a letter under the door of his lodging. He looked directly at the letter and asked one of the guards waiting outside, "Did anyone come here while I was away?"
"No, my Lord, no one has come."
Haldor nodded, a bit confused. He picked up the letter from the floor and carefully checked that it had no drugs that would kill him just by opening it. The last thing he needed was to die in such a way, which would be quite embarrassing.
But unexpectedly, there was nothing about these imaginary problems. So, after opening the letter, he read the content inside, which increasingly made him angrier.
"When you must be reading this letter, you would be on your way to sleep. You must think that the long night will never come for your head, but I warn you to think otherwise.
Even with the support of the armored bears and dragons, your army is too weak. It won't take me long to breach the great wall, and when I do, cut off your head.
But since I like fair fights, there is a cult that will ruin many of your plans, so you must eliminate them and make our battle fairer.
If you don't, crushing you would be too easy.
You are not the only one who has lived two lives."
When Haldor stopped reading the letter, he looked at the address, but before considering whether this information was true, an extreme coldness began to emanate from his body.
"Do you want to play? Damn son of a bitch, you really don't know the kind of power I'm gaining in the darkness." Haldor's words made many guards enter, thinking an enemy had entered Haldor's room.
When they saw their prince's appearance, they all searched for the figure in the darkness.
Ravyn, who had joined the guard, approached and asked, "Did something happen, my Lord?"
"A dog has decided to threaten me. He says he also has the ability to foresee. I imagine that not everything will be easy for us. Tomorrow, we will go to verify the letter's content," said Haldor as he placed his weapons on a table.
The guards left. Ravyn briefly glanced at the letter and asked, "Does it have to do with your dreams?"
"The Night King, whatever his name is, is the commander of the forces of darkness and has the power to see anything through the eyes of his dead. So he surely saw how we met with the Targaryens. This made him send me a warning letter."
Haldor looked at Ravyn and, without pausing, continued, "But it's all calculated. When we face the darkness, those sons of bitches won't know how they died."
"I'll prepare the men for tomorrow," said Ravyn with a smile full of seriousness. If his Lord trusted him, he was sure of his words.
Before Ravyn walked away, Haldor said, "Hire Ser Criston Cole under my command. I have a task for him."
"Understood."
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