Robert, about 10 when his sister was born, came up with her name. The priests had painted marks on her forehead, citing something about 16000 virgins and 32 being the lords share. So they just doubled it thinking the lord and the devil would be appeased.

The marks remained for some time and he tried to pronounce XXXIIXXXII calling his sister “ExiExi” or “ZeeZee”. It stuck. A few asked him why he saved a spawn that was neither his brother or sister; “ExiExi is my sibling, the other I don’t care about, are you up for a fight?”

“ExiExi, Sir Bic and Sir Jon are to hang after sup tonight. The king has been angered and he’s somewhat justified, he senses treason afoot. I know these men and none desire gaining the throne dishonestly. But the King has been told otherwise and now I fear he’s drunk with suspicion. We don’t have much time.

ExiExi started picking through bottles, mumbling up a recipe…"it must be poison-secrets and lies take time-tasteless in mead..sleep?-visions?-delirium?-Ah! Misremember Weed!