"I am not without my own resources. Perhaps something could be arranged." he said, waving off her objection. "And should I prove the victor, I am fairly certain who might be crowned the Queen of Love and Beauty." he said with a wink.
"And as for the Regent, why, a tourney would be just the thing to invigorate the man, put some color back in his cheeks." he said with another wink.
He paused to imagine it - sure, he'd get some color back in his face. But from outrage, not passion.
"Tell me, young lady. Have you ever enjoyed a blood orange from Dorne?" he asked.