I suppose one can never have enough weapons to bludgeon others to death or cause heads to roll. You really should try a subtle approach sometime.
Ah, yes. Yuletime. A three day feast and bonfire with song, perhaps. What better way to ward off any ill will, and hearken to a new year of prosperity.
I've not much to take with me, so I am ready. I take it that Stark agreed and will give me my own chambers to sleep in?