Chapter 88 - Surveys?
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Dreadfort Castle
POV of Eddard Stark
"That doesn't change the fact that he does accept those people in his lands." Eddard Stark pointed it out.
"Better than barring them access to his lands and telling them to go back where they ca from." She said with a shrug. "Tell , Lord Stark, do you know how much an average smallfolk farr earns in the North in general?"
He frowned at those words and then guessed, "1 to 2 gold dragons."
"True." She nodded. "Recent surveys have told us that an average Northern farr earns about 1.32 gold dragons in a year. The sa surveys told us that after paying the tax for the daily necessities and new equipnt, the farr is left with less than 20 silver stags."
"I don't see what this has to do with anything." He said, not really understanding why the woman was spouting all these facts. However, the fact that Lord Bolton had done surveys like these once again showed the power within his hands.
"Do you know how much an average smallfolk farr in the Bolton Lands earns in a year?" she asked.
"This year, the survey found that an average farr in the Bolton Lands earns about 15 gold dragons each year."
He did a quick take at that and then started coughing at the wine that went down the wrong pipe in his throat.
The woman gave an amused smile and gave him a handkerchief and as he wiped his mouth, he thought about the implication of those words.
He knew that the people of Bolton Lands enjoyed much more wealth than other people but damn. He had no idea that the disparity was that great.
"Of course." She continued "After paying the taxes, the loans for the steel equipnt, the loan for buffaloes, the loan for the canal, and the tax paynt for the Police Force guarding their lands, the people are left with a little more than 4 gold dragons. But considering that one gold dragon makes for 210 silver stags, an average farr in Bolton Lands still earns about 45 tis more than an average farr anywhere else in North."
"I... see." He said, trying to regain his bearings even as he tried and failed to understand the full impact of what had been told to him.
But even if he didn't understand the full details, he did understand the point that Lady Celly was trying to make.
"The 'smallfolk' do not travel to Bolton Lands because Lord Bolton has forced them to co to his lands. But because they see a brighter future for themselves and their children in these lands."
"That is good and all. But that still doesn't change the fact that the lords from the nearby lands are angry about losing their smallfolk, their only source of revenue, to the Boltons. That still doesn't change the fact that if this continues, then we'll have a civil war at our doors. Sothing that I'm trying to stop."
"I know Lord Stark." She said with a smile "For this very reason,
and Lady Barbrey have decided to hold a tourney and have called for all the lords in our kingdom to co and participate. That way, all the lords would be here, and you and Lord Bolton would be free to discuss the terms with them without causing a civil war."
"A tourney. But isn't your lord still traveling back from Braavos?" he asked. "How can you spend so much gold on sothing without his permission?"
To that, the woman simply smiled a coy smile that told him that she knew sothing that he didn't, and found a lot of amusent in that fact.
Maybe Lord Bolton had given her more control over his finances than he thought. If so, then this Lady Celly held far more power and wealth in her hand than almost any other lord in the North. A frightening prospect on its own.
So far, he had thought that he was talking to a representative of Lord Bolton because Lady Barbrey herself wouldn't co to et him.
It was a good thing that he was respectful and courteous to her. The woman might not hold power in the traditional sense of lands and people, but soone who could hold a tourney costing tens of thousands of gold dragons with such ease, was definitely soone supposed to be feared and treated with caution.
"Lord Bolton will arrive in the castle within a week." She replied, not answering his question as she got up from her chair and bowed to him. "By your leave, Lord Stark."
He gave her a nod and she returned it with her own before leaving the room.
Once Lady Celly had left the room, he took another sip from the glass and let out a breath that he didn't even know he had been holding.
Then he got up from his chair and looked at the courtyard through the glass windows.
Down in the courtyard, he could see Robb and Jon playing tag with the other children of their age, and... were those direwolf pups?
He looked around and saw Briar, the warg woman whom Lord Bolton brought back from his expedition of the North of the Wall. She was sitting beside her direwolf. An intelligent creature who was paying close attention to its half-dozen pups who were playing tag with the other children.
He looked at the guards on top of the walls and could see that they were not even paying any attention to this.
Well, if playing with direwolf pups was a common occurrence within Dreadfort then he supposed he had nothing to fear.
He could also see that the direwolf pups had grown attached to both Robb and Jon with how they were circling them.
And as he looked at the carefree smile on Jon's face as he played with the direwolves and the other children, he realized that despite all the trouble that these lands were causing him, the Bolton Lands was not such a bad place after all.
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