[Renly scoffs quietly at that.] Stannis's version of love is peculiar. He repaid the smuggler who brought us food during the Siege of Storm's End by chopping off a few of his fingers and then knighting him. He seems to think all of Westeros will be like Davos Seaworth, and yet he calls me naive.

[A brief hum of agreement.] True. We can promise them his sisters, and his father's bones when we take King's Landing, as a token of friendship. Maybe Lady Stark will talk him down, make him satisfied with that.

[He smiles, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips.] Hope? I am certain there will be thousands more reasons to celebrate, with you at my side.