Renly's expression changed after he finished reading the letter.
"Dorne has marched to war," he told the Stormlands nobles around him. "The Red Viper of Dorne, Oberyn Martell, has personally led ten thousand troops into the Stormlands through the Boneway. They may already have surrounded Blackhaven. Earl Dondarrion has written asking us to send reinforcements."
Loras froze, his good mood plummeting. "What? Have the Dornish gone mad? What are they trying to do?"
Renly tightened his fingers around the letter. "They haven't gone mad. They must have pledged themselves to the Targaryens long ago. Don't forget the earlier reports of dragons appearing in Dorne."
He rose and paced back and forth inside the tent, while the nobles gathered together to consider their next move.
"The Dornish have always hated the Lannisters for killing Princess Elia and her children. Now that the Targaryens have returned, of course they'll side with them."
"Then what should we do next?" Loras asked urgently.
But before they could fully digest the news, another messenger entered and handed over a letter. Impatient, Loras took it first, opened it, and began to read.
Before long, he reported to Renly with a grim expression. "Your Grace, this is an urgent dispatch from Nightsong. Dorne has sent ten thousand troops through the Prince's Pass and surrounded Nightsong. Judging by their banners, their commander should be Earl Forrester of Skyreach. Earl Caron of Nightsong is also asking us for reinforcements."
Lord Mace looked rather pale that day, as though he had not rested well.
"The Reach..." he murmured upon hearing the news. "Could the Reach also..."
But before he could finish, a third messenger entered the Great Tent.
"Lord Tyrell, this is a raven message from Highgarden." The messenger spotted the Inflated Fish sitting there at once.
Lord Mace stood