"Your Highness, someone has arrived from King's Landing!"
The Sworn Warrior attending Danyla that day was Arthur Dayne. Clad in exquisite Valyrian Steel Armor and a Dragon Wings Cloak, Arthur looked more handsome and striking than ever.
With his blond hair, purple eyes, and tall, muscular frame, anyone who did not know better might have mistaken him for a pureblood Targaryen.
A heavy rain had just swept through Hellholt. Once the skies cleared, Danyla sat beneath a date palm in the castle gardens, studying some books on magic found in House Uller's castle.
These books all concerned enchanting weapons. It seemed House Uller's success in shooting down Myracis had not been entirely a matter of luck. They did possess some resources of their own.
Had Danyla's perception not been far beyond that of ordinary people, those figures in black might truly have inflicted grievous harm on her Great Dragon during the assault on Hellholt. With luck on their side, even slaying another dragon would not have been impossible.
"Who is it?"
Handing the books to her personal maid, Fiona, Danyla straightened her loose noble gown and asked.
"Ser Ryan, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard."
"Him?!"
Danyla had not expected Ser Ryan to be the visitor and was greatly surprised. She could not help musing to herself.
This must be something serious, if they have sent even the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard.
"Have him wait for me in the castle hall. I'll be there shortly."
"It has been a long time, Your Highness! Have you been well?"
Ser Ryan had not expected Danyla to have grown into a young woman in the mere six months since he last saw her. Standing over a hundred and seventy centimeters tall, with her hair pinned high, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
"It has been