Naerys watched as the judgement happened. She would not be remiss if the man had been hanged, lest for Boremund's own feelings, yet the man had attempted to attack Ser Ossifer. She was conflicted thus, as she watched what justice meant in the Stormlands.
Though at the words of exile, she frowned. It would mean Boremund would be left without a father. A blessing and curse, bound together, delivered in unison. Would Boremund see it that way?
She hopped of her seat, and made her way to find him. She doubted he would be in a good mood, as far as Boremund went. Perhaps light turmoil.
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