"Beer, brother dear? But you ordered last night that we should get rid of every last drop and never serve it to you again! I'm afraid it was all thrown out the privy before dawn..."
Honestly. The only way this would have been more ridiculous would have been if Henry had been out with them all last night as well. She rolled her eyes and left the bedroom door wide open as she wandered into the main room and waved the servants away. Safer for them if they scattered now, she judged. Breakfast was already laid, the food thankfully Dornish and made by the cooks who remembered how to do it properly.
She laughed. "You think I would set farmers' daughters and ugly sisters before you? Come, Myrwin. I'm not that cruel, am I?" she asked with a sugar-sweet smile.