"Perhaps not in your North, but the Summer Isles or the Free Cities... the courtesans of Braavos take a lady guard from time to time- as a fashion it comes and goes." He shrugged.
He laughed as she mentioned Genna. "She has a sweet heart, your princess." Sweet, but bored, lonely and already smart enough to outwit her Septa and nurses... and trusting. A dangerous thing in a princess.