He's made himself comfortable on one of the Dragonstone balconies, keeping an eye on his children above.

He doesn't even want to know, honestly.

ᴡɪᴛʜ ғɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ; — ʟɪᴋᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ — ᴅᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ.

He still finds it terribly cold.

He accepts with a nod of thanks.

He might just rest in one of the fireplaces today.

A gift, made just for him? Robb should be careful, as that sounds a bit more possible than /might./

Of course, of course. Robb is merely a gracious host, then?

//I will be getting to starters later today, hopefully

« ʀᴜʙɪᴇs ғʟᴇᴡ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘs ᴏғ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ— ʟɪᴛ. & ᴅᴇsᴄ. ᴛʜᴇ sɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ. ɢᴏᴛ. ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs. ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. —ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ sᴀɴᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴋɴᴇᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ.» ↻+♡?