HOUSE SEAWORTH
"HONESTY. LOYALTY. SERVICE."
The Onion Knight
Dragonstone
The arrival of the Sweet Shiera was imminent now. He could see Dragonmont from afar, pale grey air billowing out from the top of it, and soon enough was able to make out the fortress of Dragonstone and its dragon towers, gargoyles decorating the walls. A fearsome seat, it must certainly be said. Ser Davos did not doubt that it could provoke dread amongst an enemy force prepared to assault the island, it looked fearsome enough both inside and out. But it did make one rather uncomfortable when living within the walls also. You would have to be as mad as the last Dragon King to desire this fortress, in his humble opinion.
Davos went below decks to seek out Lord Stark and tell him the news, however, he was interrupted at the sound of a child wailing. "Is everything alright, Barra?"
"Oh, yes, Ser." Mhaegen answered feebly, growing red at his appearance. "She don't like sailing though I think." The redheaded girl started to rock her daughter in her shaky arms. "Been sick a couple o' times." The former prostitute added. Her familiar lowborn rendition of the Common Tongue was oddly comforting.
"She's a bit young for it still I would think. Much younger than I had been." He thought back to when he was but a boy, serving upon the Cobblecat. He had been so eager to get away from Flea Bottom, from King's Landing, an the offer from Roro Uhoris, the Tyroshi smuggler, had been an offer he could not turn down. Barra was even luckier than he though, she was to be free of the capital before she even had the time to remember any of the blasted place. "Took me five-and-twenty years to be accustomed to it." He joked, trying to calm the girl. Despite his assurances, she seemed scared, perhaps because of Lord Stannis' reputation, or the fact this was her first time out of the city she had grown up in, it could have been worry for her daughter, all of these, or something else entirely, he did not know. Davos tried to reassure her nonetheless. "I don't know what exactly you have heard about Lord Stannis, or what he was like when he saw you, but he is not without mercy, I promise you. That is his niece right there, he will not harm her. If not for him I would not even know of you. Stannis told me about Barra, he thinks she has the King's look, the Baratheon look, he will not cast you away. King Robert has a natural child who is looked after by his brother Lord Renly, a daughter who lives at the Gates of the Moon in the Vale, a son who is a blacksmith's apprentice. Good, safe upbringings. Barra deserves better than a brothel."
Mhaegen just nodded in agreement, Davos could not tell whether she believed him or not. He wondered how Stannis had been at the time, hoping it was Jon Arryn who had done the talking. Brothels and prostitutes made Stannis... uncomfortable. Regardless of what Stannis would say or do, however, Davos was certain of one thing: Barra would be safe. Davos would accommodate the two himself if need. "Anyway, we will be arriving very soon, the two of you shall be happy to know. Please wait on the ship, I will send for you later."
The girl nodded again and the Onion Knight made to leave. "Ser Davos?" Mhaegen squeaked.
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
The Knight gave a smile. "You are welcome, both of you."
He found Ned Stark below decks in the room offered to him, alone as far as Davos could tell. "Lord Stark, I expect us to arrive at Dragonstone imminently now. I would gather your things if... you plan to be staying at Dragonstone any longer."
As the Sweet Shiera arrived at the docks of Dragonstone, the Onion Knight was in for a surprise as someone awaited their arrival. Clad in robes of scarlet with a ruby around her neck, it was none other than the red witch. Davos clenched his fist, irritated that she had come to greet them. Why did Stannis send her? Melisandre gazed back at him with a smug look upon her face, though her eyes soon turned to who the ship had brought to the island.
"Ah, Lord Stark. How lovely it is to finally see you in the flesh, after hearing so much about you." She gave a smile to the Northerner, ignoring Davos as if he was not present. "I have come to see you on the behalf of my lord Stannis, and to bring you to him, if you will allow me."