After finishing the letter, Arryn sealed it with wax and summoned his most trusted attendant: "Deliver this letter to Duke Tywin. You must hand it to the Duke himself; no one else is allowed to touch it."
The attendant acknowledged the order and withdrew.
Arryn sat for a while longer, when suddenly he felt his head splitting again. He saw the wine Petyr had just delivered, poured a glass, and drank it.
The wine was sweet, carrying the fragrance of grapes. After drinking it, his headache seemed to ease slightly.
But he did not know that the letter he had just written would never reach Tywin.
In the Duchess's bedroom in the Tower of the hand of the king, Lysa Tully opened her husband's sealed letter.
Old Arryn would never know that his so-called most loyal subordinate had long been corrupted by his wife. Of course, Littlefinger was behind this; otherwise, how could this fat, foolish woman have managed it?
Her eyes were red and swollen from prolonged crying. Ever since she married a husband as old as her father, her life had been stagnant.
Only Petyr, her Littlefinger, still remembered her as a maiden, would tenderly call her "Sister Lysa," and listen to her inner grievances.
She had only intended to see what Arryn had been busy with lately, but she unexpectedly uncovered a shocking secret.
"Seven Hells..." she covered her mouth.
Given her limited mental capacity, she believed that if this letter were delivered, war would definitely break out, and then her son, Little Robert, might be dragged into it, potentially ruining the entire Arryn family. She absolutely did not believe Tywin would accept the terms, or at least, she wouldn't.
Lysa grabbed the letter and rushed towards the fireplace, but hesitated a moment before burning it. If she burned the letter, Arryn would certainly find out and investigate thoroughly. But if she didn't burn it and the letter was delivered, the kingdom would descend into chaos.
Suddenly she remembered what Petyr had told her: "My dearest Lysa, if you encounter any difficulties, you must tell me. I will protect you and protect Little Robert."
Yes, find Littlefinger. He is so clever; he must have a solution.
When she found Petyr and explained the situation to him, Petyr moved behind her and gently pulled the letter from her grasp.
"This letter cannot be sent," his words were as soft as a lover's whisper.
However, a cold smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth, unseen by her.
"Your husband truly intends to ruin you, and ruin your Little Robert."
"Is that true?"
"Of course. Think about it: if Tywin sees this letter, what will he do? He will stop at nothing to make this letter, and the person who wrote it, disappear. Jon will die, and you, as his wife, along with your child—Casterly Rock will show no mercy." Petyr embraced her trembling shoulders, his voice full of seduction. "But don't be afraid, Sister Lysa, I will protect you. Just like when we were children, for your sake, and for Little Robert's."
Lysa gripped his arm tightly as if grasping a lifeline. "What should I do then, Petyr? What should I do?"
"It's simple." Petyr stroked her hair, looking at her with eyes that seemed gentle but lacked any warmth.
"I have a medicine here that can make anyone who drinks it appear to have died from extreme fatigue and heart failure. No one will suspect a thing."
He handed her a small crystal vial. "This is for our future, Lysa."
Lysa looked at the crystal vial, and tears suddenly welled up. But ultimately, she trembled and gripped it tightly.
After Petyr left the secret meeting room, he brushed off the spot Lysa had touched, his eyes full of disdain.
When he returned to the "Accountant's Office" at the brothel on Silk Street, he immediately spread out paper and pen and began writing a letter.
This was what he intended to send to Valyria through his special channels.
In the letter, he used an extremely humble and flattering tone, expressing awe toward the Dragon King's power and his desire to pledge loyalty. He "confessed" his schemes in King's Landing, detailing how he would use Lysa to poison Jon and prepare to ignite the flames of war in Westeros.
Furthermore, he "confessed" his years-long, twisted obsession with Catelyn Tully, implying that this was the emotional driving force behind his actions. He begged that after Viserys restored Westeros, he might be granted Catelyn Tully and guaranteed his safety.
This was an extremely cunning letter. It appeared to be a pledge of allegiance, exposing vulnerabilities and "weaknesses," thereby framing himself as a more controllable person.
Because he knew Varys was certainly also communicating with the Dragon King, but that didn't matter—competition created value. Therefore, he couldn't fall behind and had to offer something more substantial to elevate his standing in Viserys's mind, letting the Dragon King know he could be trusted.
He knew this was risky. But if he could make Viserys believe it was true, his goal would be achieved. Moreover, the matter concerning Catelyn was real, but she was merely a pawn; what he truly desired was power, and even more.
Dragonwing Fortress, Valyria. Viserys received two secret letters simultaneously.
One was from Varys, cautiously worded, providing a detailed analysis of the situation in Westeros and stating that he had always served the Targaryens. The other was from Petyr, much more direct in content, even including his poisoning of Old Arryn.
"What do you think?" Viserys asked Ser Alliser.
Alliser had completed the tasks previously assigned to him and returned with all the treasures he could find in New Ghis.
After reading Petyr's letter, he said, "Petyr is putting on an act. His obsession with Catelyn might be real, but he is definitely not the 'lovesick youth' he claims to be. This person calculates every step, even proactively exposing his own leverage to gain trust. He is a very sinister man."
Viserys nodded. "Just as I thought. Petyr believes that if he pretends to be a fool blinded by love, I will underestimate him. Unfortunately for him, I know what kind of person he is."
The Littlefinger in the original work was one of the masterminds behind the War of Five Kings. Not a word from a person like that can be trusted.
"Should we reply to them?"
"Of course."
Viserys immediately wrote two replies on the spot. The letter to Varys primarily informed him that he acknowledged his loyalty and looked forward to his future performance. The letter to Petyr stated that he had seen Petyr's actions and believed him to be someone who had wisely abandoned the darkness for the light.
After dealing with the secret letters, Viserys handed them to Alliser, instructing him to arrange for their delivery.
With Petyr's help, Jon Arryn would not live much longer. Once Arryn died, Robert would appoint Eddard Stark as the hand of the king. Stark would travel south, mutual suspicion would grow between him and the Lannisters, and then Eddard would be beheaded, triggering the War of Five Kings.
What Viserys had to do was wait until they had exhausted themselves fighting, and then cross the Narrow Sea with his Dragons to reclaim Westeros.
But before that, there was one more guest he needed to meet.
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