Edgar had seen plenty of House Bolton's dirty secrets. Besides, this was hardly asking him to do anything harmful, so one more made little difference.
In the lords' games of power, it was always little people like him who paid with their lives anyway. All he needed to do was collect his share of the money, keep his mouth shut, and do his best to stay alive.
What Edgar had not expected, however, was that, by sheer coincidence, a raven arrived from Winterfell that very night with a letter for Jon.
He gave it little thought and simply took the letter to Ramsay first.
Strictly speaking, all raven-borne letters in a castle should have been handled by its maester. Even the lord had no right to open someone else's correspondence, much less an old steward serving at the Dreadfort.
After all, maesters nominally belonged only to the Citadel and were entirely neutral. Their sole duties were to provide the lord of their castle with knowledge and learning, tend the ravens, and deliver letters for the castle's inhabitants. Who held the castle was never their concern.
Yet, like Maester Luwin at Winterfell, these maesters were ultimately only ordinary men with learning. They had feelings of their own and inevitably favored the people they had spent more time with.
After Winterfell's previous maester, Maester Vyris, died, Maester Luwin had taken his place and remained there ever since. He had also delivered all five children of Eddard Stark and Catelyn Tully.
He had also taught all the children of House Stark, including Eddard's supposed bastard, Jon Snow, and the hostage from the Iron Islands, Theon Greyjoy. He had taught Jon about the stars, told Bran stories of the Night's Watch, and taught Theon the history of Winterfell. Arya had also learned from him