"From Respuin to Mirin? I do not know. Geography was never my forte. Perhaps Ser Onyx? Though no doubt he has his own duties to tend to....perhaps it would be best to leave him be for the moment," Edward mused, rubbing one hand across his face. Weariness had been their companion for many weeks now, and both had dealt with it with surprising fortitude for royalty. "I am suspect of our landing, but we shall see, keep your eye open for danger, especially when I am not about, and I shall do the same, brother.."