You rarely leave your brother's side. But as you wash and leave his bed for a moment, you encounter Larys outside his chambers, limping away. An impetuous smile adorns his face as he notices your skeptical look. He stops at the mighty railing, out of earshot of the guards, cheekily assuming you will join him, which you do. "Ah, princess. The eternally caring sister... Lately, your bond with the king has become very obvious. You don't seem to be letting him out of your sight."