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[ He's learned, already, the futility of clarifying — that he knows, that he means it in sum — the evidence of it plain to see in the last time he'd really engaged with the network, painting him as cold rather than caring. Still, he reads over her messages again, guilt sitting like a stone in his chest (which he supposes is the point). ]

Of course, Your Majesty.

[unapparent]

Then we’ve an accord, for the moment.

[ a beat. ]

Tell me if I can assist you. I am no necromancer or maester, but I am well known in this place, and my son is deft with a blade, as you well know.

I cannot bear to see my fellows suffer any longer.

[ though she knows that she will. she always does. a woman marked for sorrow. ]