“Aren’t you going to ask him if he intended to poison you?” Kettricken demanded. “If he answered yes, you would never trust him. If he answered no, you would probably not believe him, and think him a liar as well as an assassin. Besides, is not one admitted poisoner in this room enough?” Kettricken ducked her head and a flush suffused her cheeks. “So come,” Rurisk told her,
