As a matter of courtesy, the guests also had to wait for the king.
Besides, the guests were looking forward to watching the dragons hunt and feasting their eyes on a sight rarer than any delicacy in the world.
Near the river, the Dragonkeepers had already enclosed a sizable area with wooden fencing.
Gendry and Daenerys waited together for the little dragons to eat first.
Dragons could eat more than humans. Each day, they could consume several times what other creatures of the same size ate, and they also liked to hunt.
Crack. Sandor Clegane, the Hound, had the Dragonkeepers open the cages they had prepared, releasing a panicked herd of goats into the enclosure.
These goats had arrived recently and were wild and lively, but they could not escape the constraints of the food chain.
The guests crowded around the edge of the raised platform to watch the dragons hunt.
The kitchen boys and knights' attendants also craned their necks for furtive glances. Dragons were a miracle returned to the world.
Roar! The colorful Dragon Horde circling overhead grew more active at the arrival of food. They circled high into the sky, then folded their wings and swooped down with a howl.
This was the dragons' favorite tactic. It was how Harren had been turned into a roast pig all those years ago.
The three dragons' roars shook the surrounding countryside. They could make a hundred male lions tremble, let alone goats.
The herd began to run wildly, foaming at the mouth. Some goats even froze where they stood.
"Baa, baa, baa!" The goats' bleating rose, only to cut off abruptly one after another as the dragons' shadows enveloped them.
The herd had not even reached the edge of the enclosure before the dragons struck, swift and clean.
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