He caught the orange and turned it in his hands. "Ah, I missed these. Damned impossible to find in Myr. Looking glasses and lace but not an orange worth eating. Barbarians." At Myrwin's mention of the current state of the kingdom he shrugged mildly but his eyes darkened.
"Fire and a nice wash in blood. Though that at least seems in no short supply. The problem comes in finding fire enough to do more than warm the halls of a single castle..." He grinned. "Though add in some long sharp claws and perhaps it might help. The lions want one of their pack to wear a crown... I could have her a new one made, with emeralds."