Kyra choked back a laugh as she remembered some of the more colorful gossip circulating among the wicked sharp tongues of the court gossips. She oughtn't to say it, but he'd hear it anyway...
"Oh no, they'd never marry. They just get them pregnant- if you believe certain whispers hereabouts." The first time she'd heard that theory of William and Lyanora Stark she'd had to excuse herself to keep from disgracing herself by falling to the floor with laughter.
"They've even begun to conjecture that Celia threw herself into the sea for love of her brother rather than Oswald. Not that I believe that tale," she said with assurance. "But it should make a rather interesting song, turning William into King Aeron wasn't it? Whose sisters were so despondent when he declared he would marry neither of them?" She giggled at the picture- she wouldn't have if it hadn't been family she was speaking to, but regardless of what poor uncle had thought, Matthrew was family.