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[color=silver]"Thank you Roslin, but I am fine."[/color] Leofric said to the handmaiden as he politely declined her offer for a cup of tea. Branching with the Princess rather than protecting wasn't explicitly listed within his duties as a Kingsguard. After all, he was sure that the liquid would sour in his throat the moment he laid eyes upon Aeryn Sand once he entered the room.

It wasn't as if Leofric hated the lad, but the fact that his family was considered the pit of disgrace for the Kingsguard during the rule of the Baratheons was not something easy to get by. Plus, he personally believed that neither the King or the Princess needed the protection of a Sellsword when they were surrounded by the finest Knights in the realms, but that wasn't something he would openly admit.

[color=silver]"Allow me to correct you Sand...this [b]is[/b] my duty, and I took an Oath to follow it to the letter."[/color] the knight of Tarth answered in his usual straightforward tone and just left it there, before turning to listen to the concern of Princess Myriah.

[color=silver]"If this what you want Your Highness, I am sure your father wouldn't be cross if you took the initiative to meet the Wards by yourself. But your aunt Rhaenys has already a prepared plan..."[/color] the reason the entire family would meet the Wards underneath the shadow of the Iron Throne and surrounded by the Whitecloaks was aimed to project strength and stability within the Crown. It would also serve as a safe environment for Myriahs mood swings that could appear in the most unexpected occasions. Although she seemed extremely calm this morning, Leofric still wasn't sure if the Princess was ready face such a multitude of characters and personalities on her own, even with himself and the Dog having her back.