"I suggest you remain wary around him Lord Stark, he seems at best the kind who merely takes hold of a bad event to make it to his own benefit, to twist it to his own gain...And at worse, well...the Boltons have a flayed man as their sigil for a reason. They are ruthless, and after visiting the Dreadfort I would not so lightly toss aside the tales of skins hanging on the wall, if I remember it was the skins of your own family in most of the stories."

Androw shrugged. "But I suppose I do not know him well enough to make a truly determined decision. The announcement of a marriage between yourself and Lady Bolton was also quite a shock. I must say that it seems quite convenient that the Boltons have such a series of fortunate events after discovering your secret. Now of course I understand your kind...If you'll pardon the expression, must keep up appearances..." He sat back in his seat. "...But it seems convenient you'd approach Lord Olyvar about Bethany. You did approach him about the issue, did you not? I don't see a reason Lord Olyvar would bring it up with the way things were, you and the Lord Prince. Certainly not considering Lady Bolton had taken me as her escort to the feast."

"But I am afraid when it comes to devious plans and uses of the mind I am at a loss. I am a man of sense, I spent the past decade living as a hunter in the wild, foraging for food and ensuring I would not grow fat and indulgent as my cousin did. Lord Olyvar and his sister occupied themselves with deviousness and the political, the position they're in after finding your squire is proof of that. I find it odd they didn't just come to me about the boy, seeing as he was lost in my city...It would certainly have shortened the process of his return...Unless they had other self-serving plans in mind."

Ugly little bastard, I doubt a charitable thought has ever crossed his mind. He's most likely corrupted his sister as well, poor thing. "Symeon is an interesting man, Lord Stark. And yet when I saw him at the feast leaving with Lady Umber he seemed to have less serious issues than poisoning on the mind. It seems to me that no other lords truly believed Symeon capable of the act, though of course we spoke for his keeping under a watch of guards, a most sensible course of action for a highborn suspect..." He paused, pouring himself another glass of water. "...But Lord Bolton seemed to feel your agitation quite strongly, and indeed I feel would have slain Symeon on the spot if he could..." If he could even lift a sword in that spindly little arm of his. "...Listening to the Lord Paramount is one thing, making a special show of it, however, seems closer to a move to gain favour than actual belief."

Androw shook his head. "No, no...Lord Olyvar does not believe Lord Symeon to be the poisoner I say, but he knows you suspect him, and he will do anything to try and sink his claws into you. He will act your friend very well I think, he might even find proof of Symeon's dark deeds..." Darkest thing that man did, he did when he left the Feast most like. "...I only advise you take it with caution at best, and act not upon them until you consult with others, I would advise your sisters myself, they seem like ones you can trust."