Unknown Wild Dragon

"Your Grace, what do you mean?"

Illyna felt a chill crawl down her spine, but her stubborn streak remained.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Rhaegar spread his hands, utterly calm. "Submit or die."

Unstable people were more vexing than one another.

Slaver's Bay had thrown itself into the dragon's jaws. No one else was to blame.

At worst, he could fight on multiple fronts. With Cannibal and the Dragonriders in his family, he could wipe out nine-tenths of the threats in the world today.

"Siga—"

Cannibal growled softly. Green Fire trickled from his jaws, and his deep stare brimmed with malice.

The slave masters trembled with fear. Some even wet their pants.

Facing a dragon was worse than being dead.

At least taking your own life was quicker.

"Submit or die!?"

Rhaegar's eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint in them.

He still had to avenge his second son. He had no patience to waste time here.

"I..."

Feeling death's threat, Illyna slowly lowered her proud head and gritted her teeth. "I choose to submit."

Better to live than die.

She hadn't struggled to leave the Long Summer Land just to act tough and throw her life away.

"Good." Rhaegar smiled and waved a hand casually.

"Roar..."

Cannibal shook his massive head and slowly drew away from the Great Pyramid.

A menacing growl still rumbled in his throat, spreading fear into the heart of everyone present.

The Pitch Black dragon withdrew, and the people in the hall finally breathed easier.

The slave masters collapsed on unsteady legs, cold sweat soaking the fronts and backs of their clothes.

Illyna managed to keep her composure and swallowed. "Bring Lord Jaehaerys here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Unsullied at the door bowed their heads and hurried outside.

Before long, they brought in a disheveled, ragged man.

"Jaehaerys