"Send this to every Lord Paramount or self-proclaimed king in Westeros." He took a large gulp of Arbor Gold and twirled the sweet nectar in his mouth for a few heartbeats before swallowing. Gods, he felt so much lighter, as if he was carrying a set of heavy, thick plate until now, and it was suddenly gone! Tommen suddenly wondered how Myrcella was doing and looked at Lord Plumm. "Any news from the North or my sister?"