Lord Frey had left through the castle's secret passage in a small boat, and his face was now terrifyingly grim. The cold evening wind over the river could not quench the anger rising in his heart.
Although House Frey's wealth and family members had long since been moved away, several hundred residents still remained in the city. He knew full well that almost all of them would perish along with Riverrun.
Watching the formidable castle his family had spent a century building go up in dragonfire, Lord Frey felt his heart bleed. The fury filling his chest seemed hotter than the dragonfire soaring into the sky.
"Just you wait!"
"House Frey will make you repay this blood debt twice over! Only your tears can quench the fury in my heart, and only burning away your last drop of blood can bring peace to those innocent residents!"
Both of Riverrun's Twin Towers had now been set ablaze by the God of Darkness's dragonfire. Like two towering torches, they illuminated the entire Green Fork basin. Even Seaguard, dozens of kilometers away, could see them clearly.
Earl Mallister of Seaguard stood atop a castle tower, watching the flames light up half the sky to the northeast, and said worriedly,
"The storm has finally come to the Seven Kingdoms!"
"Red Princess, calm down!"
"Red Princess!"
Laena was still desperately trying to stop her dragon from harming Riverrun's residents, but to little effect. Then inspiration struck, and she took the initiative to guide her dragon toward the livestock.
"Go to the stables. There are animals there for you to eat."
"Go over there, Red Princess!"
These three dragons had scarcely ever eaten their fill since awakening. Now that they finally had a chance to fill their bellies, how could they spare any attention for their