For her own safety, Danyla always chose the wider streets when she came to Flea Bottom to distribute alms, so she soon drew close to Great Sept Square.
By then, Dreamfyre, Aposos, and Himolos had descended from high above and landed in the square. The crowd gathered there had already fled at the sight of the Great Dragons coming down.
But the people fleeing the square quickly blocked the road ahead of Danyla. Clearly, their fear of the Great Dragon far outweighed their reverence for a royal princess.
The oncoming crowd charged straight toward Danyla without a care. The two hounds beside her tensed, ready to attack them.
"Omm, Galdan, quiet!"
Danyla quickly restrained them and ducked against a wall to avoid the rush of people. She had the two hounds guard her, one in front and one behind. Seeing the two beasts, each as large as a calf, the crowd had the sense to give them a wide berth.
That finally allowed Danyla to inch toward the square just ahead. Before long, however, she sensed that those three people had changed their faces and were rapidly converging on her.
They moved like phantoms, deftly slipping through the surging crowd.
They must be Faceless Men. Has Braavos already decided it can no longer tolerate my existence?
Danyla had long since prepared herself for this. Sooner or later, she would face the Faceless Men of Braavos. After all, she was determined to establish a kingdom of her own.
Her ability to command multiple dragons was no longer a secret. Apparently, it had awakened the Free Cities' fear of being ruled by the Dragon Kings of Valyria.
It was hardly surprising that they would send the Faceless Men to snuff out the threat before it could grow. But Danyla had been preparing