George R.R. Martin Has a Plan For Varys

George R.R. Martin Has a Plan For Varys Kevan Lannister walks into Grand Maester Pycelle's chambers expecting nothing more than a routine summons. He finds a white raven sitting on the windowsill, the Citadel's own signal that winter has finally come. He turns to leave. Something slams into his chest. It's a crossbow bolt. He calls out for help, and that's when he sees Pycelle already dead at the table, his skull caved in. A familiar voice answers him out of the shadows instead, a voice he's heard give careful, deferential counsel in small council meetings for twenty years, and it belongs to a man the entire realm has spent two decades underestimating on purpose. 🔔Subscribe to discover the real future of Game of Thrones characters:    / @gottime-g7i