Not long after Brienne left, Sansa and Jeyne appeared at the study door. They politely knocked and asked, "Lord Lynd, may we come in?"
"Come in!" Lord Lynd looked at the two and nodded. After they entered, he picked up a stack of documents nearby, placed them on the desk, and said, "These are intelligence reports about the North and King's Landing. Take them and read them!"
Upon hearing this, the two quickly thanked him, then picked up the documents on the table and sat on chairs nearby to read them carefully.
The two of them had been staying in the castle these past few days, going to the Dragon Nest every day to help the Dragon Servants there take care of Nessario. While they said they were taking care of her, they couldn't do much themselves; mostly, they helped the scholars and mages from Black Hollow record Nessario's various vital signs.
Additionally, they would ask Lord Lynd about King's Landing and Winterfell, wanting to know about their families.
However, Lord Lynd hadn't paid special attention to matters in King's Landing before, so the intelligence data hadn't been collected in time and had piled up quite a bit. It was only today that it was compiled and sent over.
"Waaah!" After a while, a crying sound suddenly echoed in the room.
Lord Lynd didn't need to look up to know that the crying person was Jeyne Poole. Her father, Vayon Poole, the steward of Winterfell, hadn't died in that battle, but he had suffered severe injuries and, without treatment, was imprisoned in the dungeon. Yesterday, he succumbed to his injuries in the dungeon.
Sansa, who was beside her, put down the documents in her hand, comforted her friend, and helped Jeyne leave the study to return to their own room.
Sansa had clearly matured a lot during this time. In the past, she might have been at a loss, or even annoyed that her friend's crying was too loud and disturbing her reading.
This small interlude did not affect Lord Lynd; he continued to handle the matters at hand, reviewing the documents compiled from various places.
"Hmm? Daenerys's wedding is today?" Lord Lynd looked at a document sent from Slavers Bay, a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly returned to normal and continued to look at the list of gifts given to Drogo and Daenerys for their wedding, which was attached to the document.
It specifically mentioned that a mysterious person had given Daenerys three priceless Dragon Eggs. Although investigations suggested the mysterious person was sent by the Sealord of Braavos, a closer examination revealed it might be related to the Red Priests of the Lord of Light from the Red Temple in Volantis.
"Three Dragon Eggs still ended up in her hands, but can she still hatch them now?" A question arose in Lord Lynd's mind.
Sansa, having comforted her companion, returned to the study. She did not continue to read the document but hesitated for a moment, walked up to Lord Lynd, and asked, "Prince, may I temporarily serve as your attendant to learn how to manage affairs?"
Lord Lynd looked at Sansa and asked, "Why?"
Sansa said in a deep voice, "You said before that I might become a duchess in the future, but I found that I don't understand anything, so I hope to learn how to manage affairs from you."
Lord Lynd thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to work with me; my way of doing things isn't suitable for you. Tomorrow, you will follow Jon and assist him in handling the affairs of the Summerhall territory. How much you learn and what you learn is up to you."
"Thank you, my Lord," Sansa quickly nodded.
Just then, Nessario's cry suddenly came from the Dragon Nest. This cry was not the usual casual sound, but rather seemed to be an expression of release.
At the same time, Lord Lynd also felt the magic contained within the Nameless King Rune in his body suddenly boil like water, feeling as if it was about to lose control.
"Lord Lynd, what's wrong?" Sansa, who was beside him, also noticed Lord Lynd's flushed face and something amiss, and quickly asked.
Lord Lynd had no intention of explaining. He stood up and hurried out, quickly reaching the Dragon Nest Platform.
At this moment, the Lava Dragon, which usually lay on the platform, had stood up and was opening its mouth, wantonly spewing streams of Dragonflame into the surrounding sky, illuminating it.
The Dragon Servants responsible for taking care of the Lava Dragon were all terrified, hiding far away and not daring to go forward to check the situation.
"My Lord, be careful!" Seeing Lord Lynd approach, the Dragon Servant steward quickly blocked his path, worried that Lord Lynd would get too close to the out-of-control Lava Dragon and be attacked by it.
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