"Mother's mercy," she muttered. "No." She considered the tapestries that had hung in her rooms on arrival. Robert Baratheon, and all his retinue... Probably not the best time to bring that up either.
Elia stood. "It wasn't an attempt in any case. And if it was then what of it? It failed. Henry is safe from having to take your chair and you're safe from having to marry. We're all perfectly safe."