"You would be a fool to not be worried, and I had not taken you for one. Were it my sister I would doubtless be looking for the nearest necks to put my sword through." He smiled and bowed. "I will set aside some Dornish vintages for later, then."
They were nearly to the doors of the Great Hall. The murmer of voices within drew Tyrith's attention and he grimaced. "William's not over happy that he was only made aware of your arrival a few hours before. Perhaps that might be to your advantage."