"With the hatred Borros bears Princess Danyla, it would be a miracle if he didn't go mad after becoming a dragonrider."
Tyland had always been exceptionally clever, with a keen grasp of human nature. After spending every day together for the past six months, he knew Borros's character all too well.
"Now that the fool Borros has become a dragonrider, he certainly won't keep letting House Velaryon take the lead. He'll scheme to marry Laena himself, then use that to claim the Iron Throne."
Jason nodded vehemently at his words.
"You're absolutely right. Borros said only the blood of a True Dragon was worthy of the blood of a True Dragon."
Jason had never had much affection for Laena in the first place. Six months of hardship in the mountains had long since worn away his ambitions, so he felt not a trace of regret.
Seeing that his older brother truly did not care in the slightest, Tyland managed a faint, satisfied smile.
"Since they were the ones who broke the Nature Contract, they'll be the ones to suffer any consequences. This has turned out to be a blessing in disguise for us."
"Otherwise, if we'd really gotten tangled up in a war between Great Dragons, we might not have fared any better than House Hightower and House Peake."
"Enough! You're already this weak. Stop worrying about it. Let's head down the mountain together!"
After Borros succeeded in becoming a dragonrider, Tyland had hurriedly sent men to carry the news to Harrenhal. He knew that, given Earl Strong's relationship with Prince Viserys, the earl would naturally pass it on.
Instead, the Green-Eyed Dwarf discovered what he had done. The dwarf even produced much of the intelligence Tyland had sent out along the way.
As it turned out, that damned dwarf