"Yes to the wine, and as to how I came about that knowlege, it's a very simple matter, Jaers. I know you. I've known you since we were climbing the dragon bones and daring one another to touch the Iron Throne. You would never allow someone else to rule the Kingsroad, even if it means you have to burn down the whole damned forest- not for the insult of it but because the trade that passes there is too important. See, I did pay attention when your father droned on."
Elia paused for breath and fixed him with a pleading stare. "But please don't go. Let Jahar hunt them down, or any of your knights. Let Rhaeys do it if you want, but please... you know what happens if you're gone? Rhaeys would be murdered- it won't matter if he's innocent, they hate him too much..."