[She is fortunate that she manages to get that sentence out before he is joined by his reinforcements, and Ren has to bite his tongue to keep himself from firing back. If any of his men saw him take that bait, he'd never hear the end of it. Nevermind that she was speaking nonsense of his mother, traitor to the crown or not.
Instead, he whistles, and the dogs back down while the knights filter in behind him. He doesn't need the hounds to frighten her anymore. Once the others have a chance to observe the situation, two of the men dismount and begin to remove bits of their trappings after the Lord Commander gestures upward.
Soon enough they climb the tree after her, the knights surrounding so she cannot simply leap away.]
We don't see many Dornish out in Westeros these days.
[Of course, she was barely Dornish. No sigil anywhere he could see, thus -- a Sand, he guessed.]
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Instead, he whistles, and the dogs back down while the knights filter in behind him. He doesn't need the hounds to frighten her anymore. Once the others have a chance to observe the situation, two of the men dismount and begin to remove bits of their trappings after the Lord Commander gestures upward.
Soon enough they climb the tree after her, the knights surrounding so she cannot simply leap away.]
We don't see many Dornish out in Westeros these days.
[Of course, she was barely Dornish. No sigil anywhere he could see, thus -- a Sand, he guessed.]