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Sansa wrinkled her nose. She saw the logic, as much as it made her want to be mean to the Lord for talking so angrily to Father. “What’s he so upset about?”” she demanded. “I’ve never seen him before and he’s being very rude.”

The man’s eyes followed her as she pulled from his grasp and a breath of a sigh escaped Tyvarius’ lips at Lyanna’s words. He knew what his nephew had done, but they were out in the gardens when speaking. Which usually meant they were out of earshot of the king, then again, he knew he should have been more cautious as there were eyes and ears everywhere. “I am quite aware that you hold skill, My Lady. I just feel that it was my place to provide aid.” he explained “Apparently, I was out of line, my apologies, Lady Lyanna. I assumed betrothal held some meaning, in some manner. I was wrong” blue hues focusing on her as he gave a nod. “You may do as you please with the protection you have.” he gave bow of respect “I shall leave you to enjoy the rest of your day, My Lady.”