Elia sipped her own wine. She'd been right to think that Kaelyn Stark was isolated and it would come in very useful. Hester clearly had no love of her cousin. Elia had long since learned that the other kingdoms did not always hold family in the same regard as the Dornish and although she didn't understand it generally she was willing to bet Kaelyn Stark would have tried even Dornish family loyalty.
"Vianna is your elder sister?" Elia asked. "Well, should you have a daughter, Hester, she is welcome to foster in Dorne with me, if you would like." She grinned, "Although even I might balk at twins."
Elia turned the glass in her hand and only belatedly realized her musician had been playing when he stopped as other ladies applauded him. Elia raised a glass and smiled appreciatively.
"Oops, we are very bad, aren't we?" she aked Hester with a conspirator's laugh. "But as to your cousin's rather stoic view on pleasantries, you can't know how glad I am to have met you. I feared that we had an entire race of stern-faced Arryns lurking about just waiting to reprimand us all like angry Septas."