But Stannis didn't listen. After finishing off the porridge and packing away the containers, he began to explore. He touched everything, curiosity gleaming in his eyes.
He sat in Jian Rui's chair, his smile so sharp it would have terrified his generals. On the desk sat a globe with rotating stars. He picked it up, shook it, watching the stars scatter. Turning it over, he found childish handwriting etched beneath: To the best big brother in the world.
While he was lounging in Jian Rui's chair, spinning the star globe in his hands, when the door slid open with a soft hiss. He arched his brow, his expression sharpening as a familiar face appeared in the doorway.
The young guide froze, startled. It was Carmine.
