"It was, but Dalmasca deserved a real ruler, and not that... man." She rarely spoke Vayne's name these days. It was too bitter a word to let free and she chose to simply refer to him as 'that man'. Even her advisors and maids had learnt what she meant by that.

Pulling away, Ashe reached her hand to rest it against his cheek. "Is there anything I can do for you, Rasler?"