Jaehaerys nodded solemnly. "I have heard grave news from Lys these last weeks, though mostly it seems to deal with my uncle, the Sea Lord's death, and that of my eldest cousin. I have sent gifts of mourning and sacrifices but I do not know that will help them rest at peace if the whispers drifting from the Crystal Palace are true."
He owed his uncle a debt. If it would be a debt paid by vengeance, that would serve. "But I am sure your mother is as safe as may be in that storm. She truly is remarkable, a trait is seems she has passed on to you, lady."
The king regarded her thoughtfully. "Your father tells me he will recognize you." And that made him wonder how safe Tyrith thought Marinne might be just now. "Perhaps I will not be the only one missing simpler timss before too long."