*chuckles* At your command, Your Grace. *smiles lightly* Now tell me before the suspense alone kills me.
You are sworn to secrecy Ser, for one reason, and one alone. The man was slain by Robert, whom I was made to wed. He was just and noble, and far more attractive than most men at the time. The Last Dragon, Rhaegar Targaryen.
*grins* You become far more interesting when willing to share you secrets, I’ll have you know. *sighs* But how very typical of you. Falling for such a man. My Lord Father aided the Targaryen cause. My Grandmother still believes they ought to have won. There are many who agree with her.
As you wish, Your Grace. I’d like to hear more of them someday. If you’d ever care to elaborate.
Intelligent, yes. But he was gifted with the blade as well. I do believe it best we end this subject, for now.