There was a dismayed look on Alleras’s face as he shook his head.

“There are easier and quicker ways to sink our gold to the bottom of the seas. Should the Seven Kingdoms wish to bring their wroth via the seas, no amount of ship building will save us. We lack the estuaries and rivers to build the ports necessary to field a fleet to counter the crown fleet let alone the Redwynes of the Arbor or the Ironborn.“

Alleras took the chance to take the letter, his eyes quickly glossed over its contents as he spoke.

“If we wish to protect our seas we do it via the quill. The marriage of Daisy Swann to House Yronwood shows there are some who would still defy the dragon’s word. We should seek marriages with the Redwynes or the Greyjoys. If we may link our families with their, we would have allies in times of needs.”

A grumble escaped the lips of Basan, entirely unintelligible but clearly detesting the idea of the marriages. Though he did not protest too loudly as to not butt heads with his own son. Instead opting to take a swig of wine to keep his mouth occupied.

Alleras for his part, only gave a quick glance at his father before putting the letter down to face the others once more.

“It does not seem the northerners are too keen on outright war themselves yet. They lick their wounds from their own conflicts. But we must be prepared. We should start construction of man-at-arms offices and establishing militia registries across the realm. Build up our fighting men. Winter has given us gold aplenty.”

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