By the time Danyla regained consciousness, it was already noon the next day. She could not tell whether she was imagining it, but the entire Lonely Mountain seemed somehow different.
But she had no time to dwell on it. She hurried toward the shimmering red-and-gold Heart of the Stars.
"Warm to the touch and gleaming with color. Truly worthy of the name Heart of the Stars! Swords and armor forged from it would surely be unrivaled in this world!"
Starfall iron could be forged into the finest swords and armor. Dawn, the ancestral sword of House Dayne of Starfall in Dorne, had been forged from starfall iron, and its power was no less than that of a Valyrian Sword.
And that was with ordinary forging methods alone. Danyla suspected that reforging Dawn using the methods for making Valyrian steel would greatly enhance its power.
Though the Heart of the Stars was now only the size of a washbasin, it remained far too heavy for Danyla to lift. She had Dreamfyre pick it up, and the two of them flew toward the Green Fork.
Danyla now wanted to settle the unrest in the Seven Kingdoms as quickly as possible, then visit the ruins of Old Valyria herself. If she could find the Great Dragon named Rafa there, it would mean that everything she had witnessed in her dream might very well have truly happened.
With someone so powerful from her own world backing her, perhaps she would no longer need to fear the gods lurking behind this world.
After consuming the Red Princess's flesh and blood, Antheros had finally recovered from the worst of her injuries. Though her strength had not fully returned, she could fly normally again.
At Daemon's urging, Viserys had also allowed his Great Dragon, Vhagar, to consume