"I will write a letter to Lord Grafton. He knows what to do, whether it's the money in Gulltown or Littlefinger's men," Gendry said. Violence is the last resort, and the most effective. Littlefinger's so-called allies, Grafton and House Arryn of Gulltown, are both nobles and wealthy individuals. Although allies, they are actually quite adaptable.
"My Lords, regarding Littlefinger," Gendry said to the crowd, every word he spoke was like steel, and the Lords of the Vale listened intently. "Littlefinger is a great villain masquerading as loyal; even Lord Arryn and The late King were deceived by him, let alone all of you. Before today, Littlefinger was the master of coin and Lord Arryn's vassal. Even if anyone had dealings or favors with Littlefinger, or Littlefinger's loans, those were mostly normal transactions. Unless it involved poisoning Lord Jon and The late King, all else will be forgiven, and debts issued in Littlefinger's name can also be written off. But from today onwards, if anyone is again involved with Littlefinger, my sword will not spare them."
"Your Lordship is wise."
"You are wise, Your Highness." The Lords and Knights of the Vale, hearing such a resolution, all looked relieved and sang praises. If there were a strict investigation and implication, which noble in the Vale hadn't sought money from Littlefinger?
But the matter of murdering the Duke was not something many people were so terrifyingly and insanely involved in, and Littlefinger would not trust these noble Lords.
"Did you hear that, My Lords? His Highness Gendry has forgiven past transgressions, and debts personally issued by Littlefinger are voided. But from now on, if anyone colludes with Littlefinger or is involved in poisoning Lord Arryn, my lady forlorn is thirsty. If she is drawn, she will not rest until she sees blood," Lyn patted lady forlorn. In truth, he too had borrowed a good deal of gold from Littlefinger. How could Littlefinger not bribe the most dangerous swordsman in the Vale?
Gendry also saw no need for such extensive implication. Politics is a balance of strictness and leniency. He naturally noticed the expressions of the people in the Vale and offered them reassurance. He would be lenient with the Lords and nobles, but he needed to strike hard at Littlefinger's customs subordinates and wealthy merchants in Gulltown. He had an informant; Grafton had a list for this.
"Maester Colemon." Gendry called the pitiful Maester over. "You must know about Lady Lysa's letters to King's Landing or the pattern of their transmission, right?"
"I know." Colemon nodded. "In the most recent letters, the Lady was complaining about the Lords of the Vale…"
"Maester, you imitate Lysa's handwriting and make that scoundrel come. Or, Lysa can write it herself," Captain of the Guard Ser Vardis said.
"Yes."
"No need to write too much, this matter has a pattern," Gendry said, looking at Maester Colemon. "Just write from the heart; he won't fail to reply."
Littlefinger had too many and too dense informants, but the Vale was Littlefinger's base, and he had a need to write letters or occasionally return by boat. If he was in a blind spot, it would be extremely easy to deceive him.
"Yes." Maester Colemon looked at everyone; the dangerous sword was already drawn.
"Maester, you owe your life to us. If it weren't for your efforts in trying to save the Old Lord…" Ser Lyn glared fiercely at Colemon.
Colemon sensed the scent of killing and danger, and he was just a pitiful Maester.
"Take good care of the warden of the east, Lord Robert, and cooperate with us. Tell us about your experience in dealing with children," Gendry asked Colemon.
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