"That prince was sent away?"
Daemon could not help feeling astonished by his subordinate's report. He had never expected Danyla to do such a thing.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"And just like Princess Iseryn and the others, Prince Ozarion was not given the Targaryen name. He took his father's surname instead."
"Did they take any dragon eggs when they left?"
The portents surrounding Danyla's latest pregnancy had caused far too great a stir for Daemon to ignore. In particular, the Black Dragon Azathos choosing a rider of his own accord had left him deeply uneasy.
Though the three sons and three daughters he had fathered with Danyla were already grown, as their father, he did not want any unforeseen threat to their future to emerge.
"Her Majesty did not bestow any dragon eggs on Prince Ozarion. She did, however, give the father and son the Purple Fleet and her shares in the Iron Bank."
"Our informants at Dragonstone Castle also reported that Her Majesty has severed her ties with that Patirius. It seems they will no longer have any dealings."
"Oh?"
That immediately caught Daemon's interest and set his mind at ease. It seemed that, like him, Danyla still placed greater importance on Aurelion and the others.
What no one knew, however, was that under cover of darkness and the storm, Danyla had already had Urrax deliver the six hatchling dragons to Holy Flame Island.
With Danyla's control over Holy Flame Island and Dragonstone, not a whisper had escaped. Apart from Danyla's trusted confidants, no one knew that House Targaryen now had six more hatchling dragons.
Half a month later, in midsummer Otheryon City, the air was filled with the smoky aroma of roasting meat and the salty tang of the sea breeze. Streets paved with rainbow dragonstone shimmered in seven