What a miserable existence. Though he expects if he expresses any pity for her, she might stab him.

Instead, he leans back in his seat, taking a sip of his ale. "You should try it some time. It's a good deal less frustrating."

And safer, honestly. One of the other things he hated about court -- all the manipulation and control.

"Besides. Then you get the chance to say no, too. Or, gods forbid, yes."