An illustration of dragons taking flight
"What did you say?!"
King Herys could scarcely believe what he had heard and demanded confirmation from Grand Maester Runeter, while the glass of water in his hand shattered.
The old king, long renowned for his wisdom and benevolence, now radiated an aura that put everyone present under immense pressure. Lord Lyman Beesbury, who stood beside King Jaehaerys, broke into a cold sweat beneath its weight.
Even Lady Florence, who had weathered her share of momentous events, felt chills running down her back.
The Grand Maester, who faced King Jaehaerys directly, dropped to his knees.
"Y-your Majesty, a raven from Dragonstone brought word that Mund Hightower of Oldtown killed the guards at the Cremation Tower last night and stole the three Dragon Eggs stored inside."
"Prince Viserys has already set out on Vhagar in pursuit, but we have received no further word yet."
"Good. Good. Very good!"
King Jaehaerys laughed in his fury.
"So much for the Voice of Oldtown! So much for the Defender of the Citadel! So much for House Hightower!"
"Runeter, send a raven at once. Summon Earl Hightower to King's Landing immediately to give the royal House Targaryen a satisfactory explanation."
"Also, summon Prince Daemon and Princess Rhaenys immediately and send them to support Viserys. They must recover those three Dragon Eggs, whatever the cost."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Grand Maester Runeter scrambled to his feet and hurried toward the Raven Tower.
"Ser Ryan, arrest Otto Hightower immediately, along with every relative, knight, and servant of House Hightower in King's Landing."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The commander of the Kingsguard immediately led his White Cloaks and the Red Keep's Personal Guard toward the Tower of the Hand and House Hightower's residence in King's Landing.
Lord Lyman Beesbury and Lady Florence exchanged a