Ser Jonath Rowan of the Kingsguard (jonathrowan) wrote in agos,
Well, that wasn't Baron. Thank the Seven for small favors, 'course it was a noble lady, and Jonath wasn't sure Baron wouldn't have been the better option. The Queen's cousin, if he wasn't mistaken. Arryn... the one no one much saw before, a bit too thin for Jonath's taste. Blast it where was Prosperyn? The little viper was the one who didn't mind noblewomen for company. ... Hester, that was it.
Jonath didn't so much frown as simply not smile. Well, she probably wanted a greeting of some sort. They always got so damn fussy when you didn't say something. "Good evening, my lady." There, he'd said something.
He wanted to ask what in the seven hells she was doing in the White Tower, but refrained.