The Lioness's Repentance

"She also brought a chest, saying it was a gift from House Greyjoy."

Gryn shifted his feet and sat down on a folding wooden chair beside the brazier. After a pause, he said, "Bring her in under guard."

When he had drunk half the Summer Wine in his cup, there was movement at the tent entrance. Then Ser Anguy and two Blue Cloaks carrying long axes brought Asha Greyjoy inside.

Gryn leaned slightly against the armrest and looked up, meeting Asha's smiling gaze.

"Welcome, Lady Asha, who so enjoys night raids."

Asha wore tight black leather, narrow trousers, and long boots. Her gaze swept past Gryn to inspect the bed behind him. "Aren't you cold, lonely Duke Gryn?"

Gryn smiled silently and raised a hand, signaling for the thick rope binding Asha to be untied.

"Please, sit."

Asha moved her arms and sat on a folding chair across from the brazier.

She crossed one long leg over the other and lounged against the chair back. "A refreshing ale, darling."

Gryn's brown eyes flickered. His gaze passed over the wooden chest Ser Anguy had placed on the table, and he nodded to Anguy.

Gulp, gulp...

Asha drained the large mug of ale in one go, then let out a satisfied breath.

"Duke Gryn, I have something important to discuss with you alone."

After Ser Anguy and the others left, Asha rose and walked to the table. She lifted the lid of the chest, then turned to face Gryn.

Her lips curved upward. "Dragonbinder."

Gryn raised an eyebrow and left his chair, walking over.

Before the Doom of Valyria, the dragonlords had used this enchanted horn to control dragons...

As Gryn examined the strange magical runes carved into Dragonbinder's bands, he said, "I heard that Euron Greyjoy found the legendary Dragonbinder amid