He snorted and made a valiant effort to not grin. A sense of humor changed nothing. His uncle seemed to have an endless supply of clever quips and easy smiles. But it did not change his uncle being a king as well. Even if Gendry did regularly tell his uncle exactly what he thought of him.

But they were inside the castle now and out of the sun and all the usual bustle of castle life carried on around them as he took them down the corridor to the dining hall. "I'd expect you'd want something finer than water. Some red wine, mayhaps."