Chapter 57 - Whale Monopoly
Dreadfort Castle
POV of Doric Bolton
"Ser Jorah Mormont recently sold so prisoners as slaves. Lord Stark found out about this and when he went to dispense justice, he ran off with his wife while bankrupting the Mormont family." His new spy mistress inford him, and he took a mont to absorb the information he had just heard.
"Ser Jorah Mormont. The person who earned his knighthood from the king after the battle at Pyke and then won the Jousting Competition in Lannisport as well as the hand of that Hightower girl there?" he asked, and his spy mistress nodded.
"What would promote him to sell n to slavers? And how did he bankrupt his family?" he asked curiously.
"His wife had expensive tastes." The spy mistress said with a deadpan look, and he looked incredulously at the woman for a long mont before he burst into laughter.
"Wow! I've heard about husbands being devoted to their wives. But to think that he bankrupted his whole house in order to impress his wife." He said and shook his head, not liking this Mormont fella at all.
"Do you want
to put a bounty on his head?" his spy mistress asked, and he shook his head.
"No. The life of a disgraced knight who has lost his ho will be harder for him than a quick death. Plus, how long will his wife remain with him now that he doesn't have any money to spend on her." He said with a snort. "Not to ntion that it would be improper for
to put a bounty on him as he didn't belong to the Bolton House."
After that, they sat in silence in his solar as he wondered what he should do next.
"Lord Jeor Mormont left Bear Island to serve the Night's Watch a few years ago. So, who is running the Bear Island right now?" he asked, rembering the stoic old man who had greeted him at Castle Black.
"Jeor Mormont's sister Maege Mormont." His spy mistress inford.
"A woman?" he asked with so amusent.
After all, n in Westeros tended to think that won were only good for running household duties and nothing else. But if there are no other n left in House Mormont to run the house then such a thing would be understandable.
"House Mormont's won are said to be fierce warriors." His spy mistress said, and he gave a nod in return.
If his people are constantly harassed by the Wildlings from the North and Iron Islanders from the South then the won within his lands would learn how to wield an axe as well.
You need to adapt in order to survive.
"Send them 20 plows, 20 seed drills, 40 oxen, and 4 bags of HYV seeds." He said.
"My lord?" she asked with so surprise.
"Did I stutter?" he asked with so amusent as she shook her head calmly.
"No. But you've never given the High Yielding Variety Seeds to anyone else." she pointed out and he shrugged.
"I'm feeling charitable today." He said. Left unsaid was the fact that the Boltons had a rather bad reputation thanks to the actions of his ancestors, and he wanted to change that reputation within his lifeti.
He was already preparing so luxury gifts for the Houses at North, but it would be better if could help so of them when they were in need.
"I'll see it done. But I'm afraid that they won't accept charity. The people of Bear Island might be bankrupt and desperate for help. But they have a fierce pride of their own." She inford him and he nodded.
"If they don't accept it as charity, then simply tell them to pay
back when they have enough wealth of their own." He said, "And don't charge them too much as it would defeat the purpose of helping them."
The spy mistress gave a bow, and he expected her to leave but when she didn't, he looked at her with a questioning glance.
"The Whaler ships that we sent out in order to hunt the whales in the Shivering Sea got interference from the Ibbenese people."
"That is understandable." He said, "The Ibbenese people have a monopoly on the Whaling business and wouldn't like it if soone else interfered with it."
"I'm guessing you already know how to deal with this problem?" she asked, and he gave a nod.
"Send Muron to hunt down anyone who tries to interfere with my ships." He said. "Tell him to take the new war galleys that the shipwrights from the Lannisport and Iron Islands made."
"You an the war galleys that they made with your designs?" she asked with so amusent, and he gave a nod.
"Yes. Muron is an excellent captain and should be able to deal with them on his own. But if he fails then I'll go to Ibben and deal with this situation myself."
His spy mistress nodded and bowed her head to him before leaving the solar.
As she left the room, he sat down on his rotating chair and looked outside the castle where the n were digging the foundation of the building which would serve as a school for his people.
His n had already bought 'learned' slaves from across the Essos to his lands. By now, he had more than 200 people within his lands who were literate, and he was already putting them to good use by giving them administrative work or having them teach the new generation of his citizens.
The blackboards and chalk that he invented as well as the new books printed by the Printing Press helped matters as well.
Now he just needed to deal with the bandits and poachers that had propped up in his lands. ,
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