Stepping out of Jon Arryn's tent, Robert and Ned both wore grim expressions.
"Damn it, I never knew my opinion mattered so much, hahaha." Robert tried to lighten the mood. "Lord Jon actually addressed me so formally—'Lord Robert Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End'..."
"He was speaking the truth. You are twenty now, a mature warrior, but you put zero effort into managing your lands."
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