Jaehaerys was returning to the table from a round of dances with now-disappointed daughters of the Crownlands- although some of them seemed to still be auditioning for mistress if not wife. He wondered what their faces would look like if he asked them to share with his soon-to-be wife.
He stopped short as he caught sight of Lady Lyanora, William's younger sister. She did fill out a man's clothing rather well, Uncle Myrwin had been most correct. Jaers smiled.
"Good evening, my lady." He approached with the smile in place. "Forgive me, I have had little chance to speak with Lord William's family. I do hope you are enjoying the feast?"