"I'm not going to help make the man a cuckold," said Tymor, making a face. "Selester Tyrell's sons may be inept, but they know hunting reasonably well. Given recent events, I'd rather not give a man with a perfect scapegoat cause to want to hunt me in the night. It just doesn't seem terribly wise. Though I'll certainly make an effort to socialize with the lady and see that Toria invites her along for a hawking party of some sort."
He didn't imagine that the Starks would be pleased, but they weren't in a position to decide who people from other lands chose at their ambassadors.
His father was right. Someone's head would have to roll. It was somewhat of a dark task, but perhaps Tymor could find someone who had spoken treason at some point and had no credible alibi that could clear him from recent crimes.