Tyrith smiled. "True enough. William only needs some time, and I'm sure the smallfolk will forgive his Northron ways. ... time, and perhaps better guidance."
The Lord of Lannister's brows rose. Thomas had never been to Dorne, that much was clear. "I have no doubt of it... although be careful that should her put a babe in her belly her brothers do not put a sword in yours. Her child needn't have any name but her own to hold Dorne." He chuckled. Love? Ah, young people.