"Well that's something at least to be said for these storms." Tyrith shook his head in disgust. "I'm glad to hear the voyage wasn't an utter disaster at least. The smugglers hereabouts have run rampant with the port gone to hell."
They were passing through the halls of the Red Keep, and Tyrith turned a considering look to the Prince of Dorne. His silence on certain matters was just about deafening. "There were many surprised you would take the sea this time of year."