[u][b]Cullen Sunderland[/b][/u]
Cullen's eyes widened as he looked up in surprise. For John to be named Hand of the King meant he'd have to stay in King's Landing. A place Cullen knew was not for his Lord. This place was home to liars, plotters, and cowards. This was no place for a northman much less the Lord of Winterfell. Things were changing and not the way Cullen had hoped. [color=0054a6]"Congratulations my Lord. I assume this means you will be staying in King's Landing?[/color], he asked. A serving girl came near with cups of wine but Cullen waived her away, [color=0054a6]"Forgive my boldness my lord but this place is not kind to men like us, the powers that rule here could make The Red Wedding look like nothing. With you here in King's Landing who will take charge of Winterfell?"[/color]. Cullen made sure not to speak so loudly so as not to attract the attention of unwanted listeners. His hope right now was that he'd be able to convince John to step down from Hand of the King. The North needed John more than these southerners, besides the king could choose another Hand. The boy was sure to have a long list of people waiting to kiss the king's ass.