"An envoy." Everyone weighed the matter. There might not be a suitable candidate for the role just now. Respected old knights such as Ser Barristan Selmy, Blackfish, and Bronze Yohn had all gone to the Vale, while the lords of Crackclaw Point seemed even less likely to succeed.
"Earl Roose?" Lady Catelyn suggested.
"That won't do," Robb said. "After Luan River Castle, Earl Roose needs to check our supplies and troop strength and prepare our future reserves."
Instead, everyone's eyes settled on Catelyn, Robb's gaze burning. If they needed someone of high standing, Lady Catelyn was right there. Besides, Renly and Stannis both called themselves knights, at least.
"I..." Catelyn opened her mouth. "My father, Duke Hoster, is gravely ill at Riverrun. I was wondering whether it might be better for me to stay with him there."
"My lady, I understand how you feel." Blackfish looked at Catelyn, his eyebrows so thick. "To be honest, I want to return to Riverrun too. But for now, I can only ask you to give him my regards when you go there. I'm doing this for House Tully's future."
"I hope everything will go smoothly when we march, Mother. Prince Gendry is going to the Vale, and Uncle still needs to hold Luan River Castle."
"You can rest at Riverrun before going on to the Stormlands."
Catelyn's mouth fell open. She was not even sure what role she played in this war, and now she had become a noble envoy again.
Chapter 194: Striding forward
"Send Cleo Frey to King's Landing. I will do everything I can for Lord Eddard's children," Gendry said.
This envoy, Cleo, was the eldest son of Ser Aemon Frey and Genna Lannister, and a prisoner taken in the Battle of the Whispering Wood.
"That little weasel?" Earl Jason