Chapter 10 - Lord Arryn comes home

It was a quiet evening at the Baelish' House. But not so quiet, as it seemed. Something was coming, Meredith thought to herself. Something was about to change.

Little Elmegaard was now a child as years had passed, and a very quiet child. Her mother disliked children so she spend most of her time alone, in the garden or with her governess.

Some days after a long forgotten warrior arrived at his home. The giant resident laid beneath him and looked like itself. Just like before the war. He sighed, and was not his jolly him anymore. The war had changed him. He was hurt, so the army send him home.

"Arryn!.." Meredith greeted him at the door. What was this? Why had he come home? She was furious. She had to make him leave somehow. Arryn did not say much, just a quiet mumbling.

"Louise.. You are my most betrothed servant in this house. I need you to do something." Said Meredith, as Louise would listen while she told her her plans.

"Are you my real father?" Asked little Elmegaard and tried to understand the arrival of Lord Arryn. He also didn't say much to Elmegaard, but just held her hand. He hoped that the war would never reach Praaven.

That night Meredith brought Arryn some documents. He signed them all, without even reading the lines. This was documents stating the heritage and heir of the resident, giving it all to Meredith and then Elmegaard.

"Where is Bethany?" Arryn asked his wife.

"She is just down the village shopping, she will be home any minute." She answered knowing this would not be the case. "Here, my love, take something to drink. You look dead tired."

Arryn took the glass of vine from the table, drank it and suddenly fell terrible.

"What is this?!" He screamed, Meredith being quiet.

He collapsed on the floor minutes after that. The posion Louise had bought from the towns wizard seemed to work.

"He's dead!" She whispered loudly and checked his pulse just to make sure.