Kyra's laugh was light and her smile warmed. "The storms in the Keep seem to happen within its walls. The South is backward in that way."
She nodded at his question. "My home is in Highgarden now- that is the proper answer of a wedded wife, is it not?" she shrugged. "But you are right, my lord. I have not seen the Dreadfort in three years. Kings Landing is perhaps as close to the North as I may come unless my husband chooses to return to the tourneys." Kyra's green eyes looked at William curiously. "You too have been gone a while- a year isn't it, since you were named our Regent?"