"Please, do me a favour and lie, you filthy maggot," a greasy voice spoke with a soft tone that made all of his skin crawl. He squinted his eyes and saw a short, round silhouette next to the Queen. "I've not had a toy to play with for moons now. I might have failed at becoming a maester, but the knowledge of the body was invaluable in helping me keep my toys alive for years."