Tyrith smiled. One voyage, indeed... "We have spoken of your taking a trip to Dorne soon. I expect that Tymor may accompany you- the boy could do with a bit of adventure. I have not, however, mentioned anything touching on closer family matters. And I would leave off any tales of sailors I think. You might worry her that you're consorting with the wrong sorts."
He sighed. It was uncomfortable being not entirely certain of his wife's loyalties in this mess. Usually Lily was dependable- managing the estates easily and well, dealing with the daily ordeals of Casterly Rock. But when it came to a throne that would be her brothers... best not to risk the wolfpack's influence.