"Clop, clop!" The knights rode toward the Dragonpit. King's Landing had not recovered from the incessant warfare and riots; it had merely regained a little vitality.
They rode on, their Golden War Banner fluttering conspicuously. The marble walls of the Great Sept of Baelor encircled the summit of Visenya's Hill, with seven crystal towers rising within.
When Gendry reached Rhaenys's Hill, beyond the Great Sept, he saw the Dragonpit's blackened ruins, its collapsed, enormous dome, and the Bronze Gate that had remained shut for a century.
"We can get in through a side gate!"
Chapter 308: The True Dragon's Lair
"Long live Storm!"
"Long live Storm!"
"May the Warrior light your path."
"Fortune's favorite!"
"Now that's the late king's son." As Gendry rode past, the people of King's Landing cheered and saluted him.
The people shouted his name, held up their children for his blessing, and scattered petals around his horse's hooves. Once the supply routes into King's Landing had been opened, the lords had sent in an initial shipment of grain. These people immediately became Gendry's most loyal subjects, instantly forgetting that it had been Gendry's siege that had plunged King's Landing into misery. They looked nothing like the savage, unrestrained mob of a few days earlier.
Besides, they still loved the young, handsome, fearless King Robert of their memories. Later, they had projected that image onto Renly, and now they were naturally willing to bestow that affection on Robert's son. Renly's good looks had been hailed as handsomeness without precedent, and Gendry was no less handsome, only taller and more powerfully built.
Gendry waved to the people. His golden robe fluttered in the wind, revealing a gold, black, and red studded tunic beneath that made him look especially gallant. An enormous greatsword hung diagonally across his back.
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