"So it does." He evaluated the girl, pleased with what he'd seen thus far. "I am glad to hear of ties being held between Arryn and Martell amid all this tumult."
He shrugged and glanced across the room to where Toria was socializing and Tymor was closeting himself with the not-so-hidden Prince of Dragonstone. "They are splendid. Toria has spoken glowingly of yourself and she's finding court life pleasing. I'm not sure how I shall convince her to return to Casterly. And you, my lady? Do you yet miss the Eyrie's heights?"