Chapter 27

"Petyr Beilish."

The man jolted awoke at once and looked around frantically before his eyes set on him.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" the man shouted, probably hoping to bring in the guards that stood outside his bedroom as he put his hands below his pillow and took out a knife and pointed it at him.

Unfortunately, his voice would never carry outside his room and the guards would never even know that he was attacked in his own bedroom.

Petyr looked a little worried when none of the guards outside came in but regained his confidence when he looked at Domeric's stature.

"You're a boy. A mere boy. Who sent you. Was it Varys? And where are my guards. GUARDS." He shouted but none came.

Thankfully, the man was too cautious to attack him which was good enough for him.

"Is that a Valyrian blade." He commented as he noticed the ripples in the knife that littlefinger was pointing at him. "Good. It's always good to have more Valyrian Steel. Who knows, I might just collect enough of these small daggers and trinkets to create another Valyrian Steel sword." He mused to himself.

The he pointed at the dagger and said "Accio" and the blade flew from Petyr's hands into his.

He put the dagger into his botttomless pouch and then gazed back at Petyr who was suddenly looking very worried at his blatant use of magic.

"W… who are you?" he stammered out in fear.

But he was not here to listen to Littlefinger's ramblings.

"Imperio." He said and the man's expression suddenly went slack and his eyes developed a slight haze.

"Good. Now, give me the names of all the girls you have that are excellent in spying."

"Lana, Tera, Me…"

"Wait… stop. Write down the names in a parchment."

Petyr followed his command and did as he was told and handed him a list filled with a dozen names.

"Good." He commented "Now give me the name of someone who could run a spy network for me. Someone who would be able to become a Master of Whisperers with enough funding and resources."

"Chataya." Petyr said without waiting for second.

"Very well." He pointed his wand and the name was written in the parchment. "Now tell me how you run your network of spies. And tell me everything. As well as any suggestions you might have of your own."

"Yes." Petyr said and went ahead to explain to him how his whole Spy System worked in detail.

By morning, the most important girls working in Petyr's brothel were missing as well as his Valyrian steel dagger and the 300,000 gold dragons he had managed to steal away from the crown over the past year.