"Not many, no." And he's almost certainly the only one around these parts, although Winterfell's seat here in the cold, lonely northern lands feels almost familiar. It's not Kaer Morhen – nowhere in this country is – but there are a few similarities.

There's no fear or suspicion in the way she's looking at him, only curiosity. It's strange. He's not quite sure what to make of this savvy young Queen, even as he shrugs at her comments. "Maybe not ten men. But I can hold my own against quite a bit. How long do you expect to be traveling? Could cost you a pretty penny, hiring a witcher for the whole way."