Genna eyed her mother's offered hand dubiously. She didn't trust the grown-ups. They always said things and then they never happened. "All right," she said after a moment's hesitation, and placed her hand in Kaelyn's.
Besides, if the Maester said no... Father hadn't said no, had he? "Toria said maybe we should plant trees for Gwyn and put them in her room and the Old Gods could see her better."