[Lore] A Lesson on Power

The famous stink of Kings Landing reached Lyfford's nose before it's equally famous walls reached his eyes. When it did come into view, in all its magnificence, he couldn't help being taken over by all the awe that it deserved.

"This is where names can be made in a day, and dynasties can die in a night, Qyron," he said to his companion. "Never forget that where powerful people reside, there is always something they hide from the world, and always someone looking for that secret. This is where change happens, and the one who knows the people of power's secrets wields the power itself."

Qyron sat open mouthed gazing at the vast city. Lyff looked to the boy sitting on the horse beside him and patted him affectionately. "Scythes and spears can win you a Khalessar, but secrets rule the world."

They trotted on into the city and settled in for the night at an inn. That is to say, Lyfford did. Qyron stayed awake all night with the fascination his master had inspired in him. He thought all night about what he, or even Lyfford had to hide. With the rise of the sun came the rise of a new person inside Qyron; one that was utterly loyal to his master.