As soon as Danyla finished speaking, Dreamfyre and Myracis opened their jaws in unison and roared at the three men.
Small as Myracis was, she was famous among Great Dragons for her booming voice. So far, only Himolos, the red dragon with the enormous head, seemed able to rival her.
The scorching gusts that accompanied their roars nearly knocked Sethsley and the other two off their feet, while Myracis's piercing voice left their ears ringing.
Unable to bear the pressure, Setu dropped straight onto his backside. A large wet patch immediately spread beneath him.
At the sight, Dreamfyre backed away several steps, as though it had brought back some unpleasant memory. Myracis did not understand, but after catching a strange smell, she turned her head away in disgust.
Sethsley desperately tried to maintain his composure, but his trembling lips and hands gave him away.
"P-Princess! K-kinslaying is a grave crime in Westeros! P-please don't do anything rash!"
"Whatever you want, just tell us. We'll do everything we can to satisfy you."
Saewan was the only one of the three who remained relatively calm. Though he usually preferred swords and spears, that did not make him a simple-minded brute.
Since Princess Danyla had sent people to fight to save him after he had suffered severe burns from dragonfire, they would not harm the three of them lightly. Thus, the Great Dragons' intimidation did not affect him much.
Danyla took in all their reactions and had already formed her judgment. She spoke.
"From now on, I ask, and you answer. If you hesitate even once, I won't mind letting you taste dragonfire!"
"Kinslaying is indeed a grave crime in Westeros, but punishing relatives who have committed crimes doesn't fall into that category. Besides, I can roast you with dragonfire without taking your