"Good advice. You are wise as you are lovely, Harper." Jaehaerys smiled. He wondered sometimes what the world might have been if he had simply remained a sailor, or a sellsword, and let Westeros fall where it may, let dragons pass from the world. If only it had been truly an option- but winter would come, as the Starks always reminded the world, and it must be met with fire and with blood.
"You seem far too young to know so much. Perhaps you should be a sage instead of a player."