Baelor shuffled forward. Baelor the Laughing, Baelor the Handsome, had become melancholy and forlorn under the blows of war.
"I bring an accusation," Earl Waleran Beesbury and Earl Tommen Cotter said hurriedly, rising first.
"What accusation?" Yohn asked.
"An accusation of treason against House Hightower, Lord Yohn," Earl Waleran reminded him. "Leyton married his daughter to Euron and allowed Euron to use House Hightower's Stone Beasts and Sphinx statues in an attempt to harm our True King, His Grace Gendry."
Ser Martin Mullendore and Ser Brandon Cuy also rose and said, "The evidence is conclusive. Furthermore, none of House Hightower's kin attended King Gendry's coronation or wedding. Clearly, they have long harbored treasonous intentions, showing contempt for His Grace and the gods."
Baelor gaped, somewhat bewildered by these people. They had all once been Hightower's vassals, but now they had all changed sides at once.
It was not that House Bulwer did not want to speak up, but merely that their head was a little girl.
It seemed the great ship of Hightower really was going to sink. Everyone who could jump ship was doing so.
"The lords all make sound points. I suggest we investigate this matter thoroughly." Most damning of all, Randyll Tarly was perfectly serious and strongly agreed.
"That does seem reasonable." The lords of the Reach thought so too.
Even Paxter said little. House Redwyne had nearly been ruined by Hightower, and he was not going to put in a good word.
Euron would leave the tower standing, but the same could not necessarily be said for House Redwyne.
In truth, many of the lords were related to House Hightower, but Hightower had truly gone too far this time. It seemed there was no salvaging the situation.
"What do you say, Ser Garlan?" Gendry prompted Garlan