As Lord Paxter has returned, it seems that the castle is buzzing with activity and brown nosing, which I willfully participate in. I've been considering poisoning the guards after days of watching them closely, but fear that it is too risky. I don't know where the Maester is, and the guards are heavily armored with halbards and mail. Besides, even if I DID get them out, where would we go? With all of the talk of a trial going on lately, it would be very easy to throw a dishwasher in front of the gods as well. I don't need that noise!
After rushing through our morning chores, the servants of the kitchen head down the hill towards a platform…and a noose. Behind me, I notice Maester Thad being led towards the trial, and Carsen, Jardon and Darron in the crowd.
As Teddy, Dolins and Maester Thaddeus were read their charges, I found myself picking through the crowd to see if there was a higher station I could pursue should my house be executed. Lord Paxter appears old and foolish, and now that he has returned, maybe he's looking to spend a little money on a persuasive young handmaid. Or, I could use the money I saved not buying poison on a trip back to the mainland, and find a silly Lady of a house to whisper deceptions into her head. It wasn't until I heard the jeers of my surrounding, smelly peasants that I was brought back to reality. That House Jasper would live on, and I would have to continue navigating through the waters of my foolish companions. I might as well start calling them meatballs.