" You've waited so long, be patient awhile longer. Here, I have something for you" . Ser Dontos fumbled in his pouch and drew out a silvery spiderweb, dangling it between his thick fingers.
" On that we agree, Lord Varys, " she said. The title was but a courtesy due him as a council member; Varys was lord of nothing but the spiderweb, the master of none but his whisperers.