#❛ ･ﾟ✧ ( ryon blackmont › ʀ ᴍ )

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𝑅𝑖𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑠𝘩 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑇𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑆𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 

Time: After the Second Battle Location: Outside Riverrun Featuring: Morra Greyjoy, Asra Dayne, Ryon Blackmont, Cedric Tyrell, Khal Nahajo, Brynden Tully, Rowan Arryn, Mathis Rowan & More

   After the battle and the understanding that they would all be in this standstill for a time, the Dornish Prince had finally taken off his armor to have it washed of the blood and grime, he'd been tending to his twin spears when word of what had happened in the Greyjoy tent reached him. Without wasting much time he put on the straps to holster his spears and sword on across his bare chest taking a long saffron shawl across his chest to cover before making his way to the gathering, though not before stopping to collect his cousin on the way. He entered the tent with Asra on his heel, taking a moment to access the scene, furrowing his brows at the sight of the tied up scouts. For their credit they didn't look nearly as scared as they should be, and he realized it was more than lightly youthful bravado. He nodded his head towards the other leaders, watching Ryon walk toward the pair his jaw worked though he said nothing, for now.

   The prince had remained quiet through the petty squabblings of the grown men around him arms crossed across his chest. Though when it came to light that not only were the two young, but one of them was a girl he knew where he landed as far how they should be dealt with. His jaw worked as the Dragon king lifted the mouthy one clean off his feet by the scruff, though it was at the Khal's involvement that he stepped forward himself placing himself between the young girl and the Dothraki, standing at nearly his stature he had no problem looking the man in the eyes unintimidated. Though he held his gaze a moment, it was the rest of the group he addressed, "Surely, half the ruling nobility of Westeros need not concern themselves with the interrogation of a pair of children. We're wasting time here, when our concern should be the man employing the two. We know what they were here to retrieve, surely even the fish king would not entrust two welps with more than a simple task. Throw them in a cell to be further interrogated then punished by Brynden Tully."

   If nothing else this gathering was bringing to light the different personalities and morality if the different rulers of Westeros. Riyansh nodded his head in agreement with, King Arryn, and Lord Rowan. And for once Ryon too was not belligerently opposing his stance. “Allowing either to return to the Fish King is out of the question,” he began in response to the boy’s proposition. “Do you believe you will be able to persuade your father of changing his course?” He asked the river prince.