The lords of House Tyrell added a few more pieces of information in turn. One mentioned a stretch of shoals north of the Shield Islands, while another said that Ironborn longships had been seen anchored near a rift east of the Arbor.
Viserys listened without pressing them for too many details. He nodded occasionally, merely asking them to mark all the locations on the sea chart, then put the completed chart away.
"Now that we know roughly where the Ironborn are hiding, Duke Willas, I think Dany and I will set out within the next two days. Winter is coming, and there is still much we need to prepare in advance."
Viserys spoke evenly. "My dragon horde will search from the air. Once we find them, we will burn them with dragonfire, just as we did in the Iron Islands. Ironborn longships cannot outrun dragons, nor can they hide anywhere a dragon cannot reach."
Willas moved half a step forward on his cane and nodded gently. "Since Your Grace has made your decision, we will not keep you any longer. Highgarden can send ravens to the lords nearest those locations right away. If you need anything, they will be ready to assist you."
He paused, as though considering his words, then continued, "But the weather along the coast is changeable, especially in the waters of the Westerlands north of the Shield Islands. Fog often rises there once autumn begins. Your dragons may fly high, Your Grace, but when the fog is thick, even birds cannot see the water."
When Viserys raised his eyes, his expression remained perfectly calm. "It is precisely because there is so much fog that the Ironborn are more likely to move under its cover," he said firmly. "When I fly there on dragonback, I will have