"Keep the lizard-lion offal and cure it with these spices. Give the meat to House Stark. All the Great Lords of the North will be arriving over the next few days, so consider it something extra for everyone's table."
Danyla opened a specially made hidden compartment in the dragon saddle. It held assorted spices and salt, enough to preserve all the offal. Preserved lizard-lion offal fetched a high price, yet was almost impossible to buy, and it was especially popular among warlocks.
Although the priests of the various churches on Holy Flame Island were still relatively inexperienced, they had all mastered some secret arts of their respective faiths. Perhaps this lizard-lion offal would be of some help to them.
Danyla knew that House Stark still harbored some resentment toward the royal house over the New the Gift. One reason Great-Grandfather had sent her to transport the northern nobles by dragon was to give her a chance to mend their relationship.
As the saying went, no one resented a generous gift. The Dragonfire Wine and porcelain Danyla had prepared were already worth a considerable sum. With so much precious lizard-lion meat added to them, this was a lavish gift indeed.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
The ailing Duke Eddard stood at the front. Behind him were his younger brother Benjen Stark and sister-in-law Lady Lysa Locke, Benjen's sons Rickon and Bennard, and a group of young girls.
"Greetings, Lord Stark!"
After exchanging greetings with each member of House Stark, Danyla had Walda present her gifts. Duke Eddard's expression brightened considerably at the sight of them.
"This meat is...?"
Watching Walda unload another pile of fresh meat from Dreamfyre's back, Duke Eddard could not help asking about it.
Walda handed several dozen pounds of lizard-lion meat to a guard nearby and proudly explained,
"My