[A week later]
As it turns out, finding a plot of land suitable for me was difficult. I asked Father if I could use any of the farms around Casterly Rock or that House Lannister own and despite supporting me monetarily, he refused as he doesn't want to risk that land potentially being rendered useless due to any of the changes I make.
So now I have to ask other lords to use their land, father didn't ask for me as I have to 'grow up' and 'make my own way' according to him. Luckily for me there are quite a few impoverished nobles who own a few farms that are looking for a spot of gold. That's what has lead me to this place: Falhall, seat of House Falwell.
House Falwell was formed by the union of First Men and Andal nobles during the Andal invasion, they settled on a small mountainside with a relatively large plot of land and built Falhall, originally it was a defensible keep made mostly of a dark tough wood from the forest to the south west. However one of House Falwell's ancestor's, Rupert Falwell, who was nicknamed the fighting fool, was a strong warrior who participated in the battle at the Great Fork during the Faith Militant Uprising, He slew two members of Maegor I's Kingsguard before being cut down by Lord Mooton of Maidenpool. Out of revenge, Maegor The Cruel flew Balerion the black dread to Falhall and set it aflame.
Falhall was destroyed and House Falwell would be extinct if it weren't for fact Byrron Falwell, the heir to House Falwell, and his sister Miranna were in Lannisport at the time. Byrron Falwell became Lord and begun rebuilding Falhall, this time mostly out of stone, which wouldn't be completed until after his death.
Now the reason why I chose House Falwell is because economically, they are getting by barely. They used to have a rather rich gold mine but it had run dry three or four generations ago, now House Falwell gets most of their money through its large crop fields, however in the last few years the harvests have been pretty bad.
Anyway, Falhall was rather desolate, to say the least. There was no maids or servants rushing around the courtyard and there seemed to be a lack of any garrison, naturally we did see a few armoured individuals bearing the Falwell jester but the numbers were sparse. No doubt due to their financial problems.
A rather rotund person met us as we came through the main gate, panting heavily and wiping at the sweat dripping down his face.
He stepped forward and bowed "My lord" he said in exasperatedly as he wheezes "I am Garran Berwyck, Steward of Falhall." He had brown balding hair, dark eyes that were hard to see as it looked like he was squinting and a patchy brown beard coating red cheeks.
I'm not surprised that Lord Falwell isn't here to greet us, not that their is any bad blood between him and the Lannisters, it's just that I didn't send arrival announcing my visit. It's clear to see that the Steward tried his hardest to await us.
Seeing that I remained seated on top of my horse, he added "What might House Falwell do for you, My Lord?" with a curious expression.
"I have business with Lord Falwell, could you inform him of such" I reply, causing him to nod and find someone to carry on the message whilst he told us where me and my men could unload. Father had told me that if I wished to leave the Rock then I must bring a band of no less than twenty Redcloaks with me to ensure my protection.
As Garran began to lead us down a hallway, to which would lead us to the Lords study he told me when I asked him, he made casual small talk about himself and what Falhall is like whilst trying to find out what my business is with Lord Falwell in a not-so-subtle way.
Apparently Garran's great-great-grandfather had been a fletcher in service to a Lord Falwell and had saved his life when he was attacked by bandits on a hunt. Ever since his family has been close subordinates to House Falwell, with Garran's father and himself being stewards.
We arrived at the study not long after and as soon as we were within arms reach of the door, it swung open. Revealing a fairly tall man in the doorway, he had well-groomed black hair that was silver at the sides and a strong salt and pepper beard, he had a pair of dark blue eyes set above a aquiline nose. Quite a handsome man with a surprising resemblance to a Baratheon.
He smiled at me before bowing, "My Lord Lannister, I am Lord Layton Falwell. I do sincerely apologise for not greeting you when you arrived, your arrival was surprising to say the least."
"There's nothing to forgive Lord Falwell, it is my fault for not informing you of my approach." I admit to which he replies, "There is no need to worry my Lord.
Anyway, you wish to do business with me?"
I smile before answering his question, "Well you see I have a proposition to share with you..."
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