That's right. Seven. Though at this rate, who can tell how many there'll be by the end of the month. [ The War of Kings, they call it and no title could be more appropriate. New titles and crowns seemed to spring up daily, talk if it seeping through the brothel walls. Ros doesn't bother to keep the kings straight, the only one that matters to her is King Joffrey — and that's only because he ruled the cess that Ros lived in.

She shrugs carelessly, her attention drifting elsewhere as she asks (curious in only the vaguest of ways) ] That depends on what a planet is, doesn't it?