After settling Jaehaerys into his room, Danyla grabbed Isilia and dragged her out from behind the Kingsguard, where she had been trying to hide.
"Mother, I know I was wrong!"
Isilia knew that asking anyone for help now would be useless. She could only invoke King Jaehaerys.
"Great-Great-Grandfather said you wouldn't punish me!"
"Of course I won't punish you!"
Despite her words, Isilia and the others knew that sinister smile on Danyla's face all too well.
"Since your great dragons were the ones at fault, I'll punish them instead!"
"I've already locked Moondancer in the Dragonpit for three years. Naturally, your dragons will have to keep her company."
"Isn't Myr County building the Mountain Pass Fortress in the Rhoynar Mountains right now? Your dragons can go do hard labor there!"
"With Myracis watching them, they won't dare misbehave!"
"What?! But..."
Isilia knew her mother always knew exactly where to strike. She was just about to plead for mercy when Danyla cut her off.
"Don't even think about pleading for your dragons. Think about how you're going to save your wrists instead! I've already punished Seynella with copying the house rules three hundred times. Since you have two more dragons than she does, let's make it a nice round number: one thousand!"
"You may not leave your room until you're finished. And starting today, all your lessons will be doubled, with mounted archery suspended. You'll have an extra half-day of embroidery lessons every day to temper that restless nature of yours!"
"What?!"
Isilia instantly felt that life was no longer worth living. Her pitiful expression was more than Daemon, who doted on his daughter, could bear, so he promptly opened his mouth to plead for her.
"Dany..."
But he had barely begun saying Danyla's name before a withering glare from her