Loras Tyrell. A younger son of a Great House in our country. [ An ally of convenience and little else since he will not bend knee to her. ] It is true, dragons have been gone from our world for over a century. But their skulls once hung in the Red Keep [ says Viserys ] and the destruction they once wreaked is not so easily forgotten. [ She watches Hale for a moment, studying that behavior. ] Ser Tyrell is concerned that Hale might do damage to the city and its people. He asked me to speak to you, and from what you describe I have a hard time believing your Hale to be a danger. [ No more so than anyone running around with strange magic anyway. ] I would let no harm come to him, I promise that. But I must ask you to... take the issue more seriously. To understand that not everyone will simply see him the sweet pet at first glance.