The girls had as much sense as their lady mother and late grandfather. William had married Kaelyn Arryn for the sake of-- something. Madness most likely. Alais was fairer and Hester more charming, and both more intelligent and both of the more important Arryn line.
The former Lord Stark had been a fool who'd let his children have freedom to their peril and smiled all the while. One had insulted Lord Arryn, one insulted every Northron bannerman with an unmarried son and one was a spoiled temperamental chit. It had to be a miracle of the gods that Lily had a working brain.
"We will find them, my lord." Whatever remains of them, he thought sadly. His own children were fond of the twins and it would not be an easy funeral to arrange. Genna's grievance at least was news, though he thought it explained more than a little of the court gossip of late. "I am sure they cannot have gone far under their own power. Kidnappers would surely have sent word by now... but if they are exploring the passageways of the Keep, it may be another matter..." Targaryen kings had placed traps for the unwitting according to legend, and stories told of servants and lords lost for all time within the stones, ghosts who wandered dark mazes forever, unable to find their way out again.