Who: Polonius, ? When: Day 72 Where: Council chamber Status: open
Polonius sat awaiting the rest of the council, a letter from a well-placed informant in his hands. The land of the dead seemed to be giving up its charges of late, though of course this particular charge had never come near the Stranger's realm. How such rumors got started was a wonder, the spymaster reflected with the faint hint of a smile.
One only wondered how her husband would take the news, and her sons... Ah, such a celebration as was only dreamed of, surely. If he'd been a man given to laughter, Polonius might have chuckled. There would be such chances with this one. Such chances.