Genuine worry creased Arys' face at that, but only for a moment before he smoothed it over into the small, thoughtful frown again. To see the Vale ruined with this...he could hardly bare the thought. "But you fear he was too late? My father is many things, Your Grace, but a fool is not among them in matters such as these. He would have moved the moment he heard of the outbreak."
He sighed, then shrugged, "It may still have been too late, of course."