News of the Harrenhal mutiny spread like wildfire, not just in Riverrun, but throughout the entire Riverlands.
Inside The Twins, Jon was even hailed as the boldest and wildest bastard in history.
"If you ask me, Blackfyre was the wildest. Think about how many times they fought the Targaryens?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Blackfyre was wild because Aegon IV gave him the Targaryen ancestral sword, Blackfyre, and legitimized them. Jon? He has nothing, alright? And he's a deserter! A deserter plus a mutiny, who do you say is wilder?"
"Exactly! And he also captured King's Landing and killed Joffrey. That's terrifying!"
The Twins naturally received Jon's announcement, and the war in King's Landing spread across the land in this manner.
Jon also became the most popular topic of conversation in recent days.
And whenever she heard someone discussing Jon, Roslin would always stop and listen.
In recent days, she would even leave a small gap in her window at night, afraid that Jon's raven wouldn't be able to get in.
Ever since the news of Jon's mutiny, there hasn't been a day she hasn't prayed for him. Roslin knew that Jon was now deeply embroiled in the most dangerous maelstrom, and whether the two of them would ever meet again was a huge unknown.
Recently, she heard that Jon had captured King's Landing—Roslin felt as if she were dreaming.
Accompanied by her handmaidens, Roslin strolled outside for a while before returning to her room. However, as soon as she stepped through the door, she immediately turned around and blocked her handmaiden's view.
The handmaiden following behind her almost bumped into her.
"My lady?"
"Annie, I want to be alone for a bit. You can go rest yourself."
The handmaiden, named Annie, nodded, thinking what danger could Roslin be in in her own room? So she changed her mind and left.
Once she confirmed the handmaiden had left, Roslin clenched her small fists and tiptoed to the raven.
She could even hear her own heartbeat.
Roslin gently reached out and removed the message tube from the raven's leg, then took some pastries from the table for it, before eagerly beginning to read.
"My Lady Roslin, are you well?
I was in King's Landing for a while and was quite busy, so I couldn't reply to your letter." Roslin could barely hold back her emotions just from reading the opening. What did he mean by 'quite busy' in King's Landing? She could easily imagine that Jon must have gone through countless life-and-death situations to reach where he was today.
So she continued to read:
"Fortunately, I have finally avenged my father and rescued my sister, Sansa. All of this was worth it. I am relatively safe now, managing King's Landing. I will come to you after I hand it over to His Majesty Stannis.
However, before that, there is something I wish to ask of you—"
As Roslin read Jon's letter, her expression gradually became solemn. Jon hoped she would go to Old Walder and ask him to switch his allegiance to Stannis.
Roslin was very clever; she knew that the Frey Family's alliance with Winterfell had broken, and Jon was openly opposing Robb's claim to be King and supporting Stannis.
Such a request was undoubtedly a sibling betrayal.
Sibling betrayal was something that deeply touched the moral concepts of the people of Westeros.
But at the same time, Roslin also understood Jon's difficulties. Putting herself in Jon's shoes, he was in a very tough spot.
Supporting Stannis was his father's dying wish, but doing so meant defying his own brother. However, Roslin decided to help Jon by going to Old Walder—
"How do you contact each other?"
When Old Walder received Roslin's letter, this was his first question. Old Walder's gaze was piercing, as if he wanted to see through his daughter.
Roslin looked at the surrounding 'brothers' who exuded an old man's aura, her face flushed with shame.
"Jon, Jon he, he has a very intelligent raven that can find my, my room—"
Roslin's voice grew softer and softer, but fortunately, Old Walder and her brothers still heard clearly.
"I didn't expect this lad to be extraordinary; even the raven he raised has some tricks." Old Walder said with a teasing tone, and his sons and grandsons around him also burst into laughter.
"However!" Old Walder's tone suddenly shifted, and everyone fell silent. Roslin was even more terrified, her body tense, like she was awaiting a judgment of fate.
"Roslin, as my daughter, doing these things with a bastard, is this acceptable?" Old Walder spoke with a gloomy voice, and Roslin quickly knelt before him.
"Father, it's all my fault. I should have told you the first time he sent me a letter."
The slender Roslin knelt on the ground, her body curled up, small and tiny, like a little rabbit thrown into a dog's kennel.
However, Old Walder didn't feel much pity for this daughter. She was merely prettier, with no essential difference from his other daughters.
"Do you want to marry him?"
"Father?"
Roslin looked up, her brown eyes showing nine parts fright and one part surprise.
"Get out, seeing you annoys me." Old Walder cursed lightly, and Roslin quickly got up, almost stumbling due to sore knees, but still turned and exited the room.
Just as she was halfway out, Old Walder spoke: "Don't go far, wait outside."
"Yes, Father."
Seeing Roslin leave the room, Old Walder then spoke: "Tell me, if I were to marry Roslin to Jon, what do you all think?"
Old Walder's sons and grandsons were silent for a moment, then Stevron, who had recently left Robb, spoke: "Father, although Jon is just a bastard, he won the iron throne for Stannis and openly supports him. Even an ordinary count's title might not be enough to reward his merits. Roslin marrying him is not a loss."
"Yes, Father, I agree." Rhaegar Frey, who had gone to Riverrun with Jon that day, said.
Because Jon refused to crown Robb, he did not fulfill his promise to have his son, Robert Frey, serve as Jon's squire. But now, the situation had changed so dramatically that it felt like a dream.
The 'old brothers' all expressed their opinions, agreeing that Jon now had the qualifications to marry into the Frey Family.
And it was a formal, sincere marriage, not the tentative, even humiliating and demeaning kind that Old Walder had considered before.
"Robb, that lad, calls himself King in the North and King of the Trident, but The Twins are right here,
cutting through his so-called 'territory' like a knife. The iron throne will surely try to win us over. Marrying Roslin to Jon is also a way for us to show goodwill to the iron throne, Grandfather, I think it's a good idea!" The speaker was Black Walder, who had campaigned in the Westerlands with Robb.
He had angrily returned to The Twins with his family's army because Robb had broken his promise and married Jeyne Westerling.
Jon, on the other hand, had caused his mutiny earlier, taking the Frey Family's Soldiers from the Eastern Army first.
Originally, the Frey Family had been angry about this, but now they were relieved.
The presence of those Soldiers was an investment in Stannis, and proof of their 'loyalty'.
Even if Jon stood before them now, they would not only not blame or accuse him, but would instead loudly thank him.
Seeing that his sons and grandsons all agreed to ally with Stannis and marry Jon, Old Walder made his decision. He called Roslin back before him.
Roslin, returning before her father and brothers, still kept her head down, not daring to look up.
"Lift your head!" Old Walder said somewhat impatiently, "Don't disgrace the Frey Family."
Roslin slowly lifted her head, her eyes slightly red.
"Roslin, I want you to personally write a letter to Jon. I will send someone to King's Landing." Old Walder seemed to have thought of something, softening his tone.
"Father, please speak. I will write it now. I only ask that you don't blame Jon; I am also at fault." Roslin pleaded repeatedly.
Looking at his daughter, whose elbow had started to turn outwards, Old Walder sneered.
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