" jeyne would give me an earful about remaining close to the baratheons, for attending stefan's wedding. they'd tell me i need to think less with my heart and more with my head, especially politically," wyllas lets out a laugh, able to picture clearly the lecture that jeyne would have given him after witnessing what he did at the wedding. "i would have stormed off, we have met again to break our fast together in the morning and they would have a handful of ideas and plans for me. jeyne would look at me and go, okay, so you love him, what are we going to do about it?" he paused for a moment, fond sparkle in his eyes at the idea, the shimmer of an unshed tear. " and i would have looked at her and all their plans, and said i love you."