Face the facts of being who you are

Majesty sighed as he listened to Beric. Somehow he knew something like this would happen. He knew he had lost the respect of at least a few of his wolves ever since he'd had that pack meeting the week before. He nodded without speaking for a long moment, trying to come up with something - anything - to say. But the words were caught in his throat.

Eventually, he just looked up at Beric through sad eyes, got up, and walked away. There was nothing he could say that would make it any better. He paused momentarily when his back was turned to his former pack mate and said, "Go then. I wish you well."

Then he continued on his way back to his den.