The kingsguard rode alongside him, but Jaehaerys' attention was on the party ahead. The rain was going to make it a miserable day, but getting away from the Keep and the madness following his uncle's near death was reason enough to make it palatable. Besides, his men knew the Kingswood better, and he truly did not want to see Will's face if Selester was shot by some outlaw and a Bolton became the Lady of the Reach.
"A fine day to be hunting," Jaehaerys called as they approached the Tyrell men. "Lord Selester, would you consent to combining our forces? My scouts and your famously seasoned warriors- together surely there is no place the outlaws could hide?"