"No, they don't." Arryn shook his head and looked at the group dispersing at the conclusion of the surgery. "They only know Duke and his stories. Then, they saw Rowan—the apprentice—in person. What a powerful couple."
"Is that jealousy I hear?" The doctor giggled, but Arryn frowned at her. She then raised her hands as if not willing for her daughter to see things differently if she pushed it. "Definitely not, I guess."
Arryn just huffed and escorted the two out of the room. "Come with me. Madam wants to meet you as well. You might offer good things to her, but don't talk too much or say anything out of line, Carla. This is not Wailing Veil."
