"A wise move. We can advance or retreat as needed. Lady Brienne is a woman; I doubt whoever seizes the Iron Throne will make things too difficult for us."
"Yes, I can only side with the victor. Whoever wins the Iron Throne, House Tarth will be loyal and dependable," Selwyn reassured himself. This was how lords survived, preserving their strength until the final victor emerged.
"But I really would like to see what that boy across the Narrow Sea is like," Selwyn said. "Brienne says he is more handsome than Renly and as valiant as Robert. What a sight he must be."
Chapter 159: Dragons in Pear Manor
In the secret estate outside Wolf's Den, the Pear Garden grew all kinds of plants, most notably pear trees from Tyrosh and fireweed from Myr. The Pear Garden was a beautiful estate, closely guarded by Unsullied attendants.
The little dragons played in the garden as well. An exquisite tapestry had been spread beneath the largest pear tree. Gendry, Daenerys, Qyburn, Anguy, Dick the Bowmaker, and Grey Wolf sat on the Myrish tapestry, watching the dragons wheel overhead. Various fruits, drinks, and pastries lay on the tapestry, as though they were picnicking in the woods.
The little dragons could not fly very high yet, but they could fly. Balerion, Vhagar, and Viserion were about the size of cats, with Balerion slightly larger than his companions. But cats were heavier than dragons, whose bodies consisted mostly of neck, tail, and wings, making them lighter than they looked.
But the most frightening thing about dragons was their capacity for growth. They could eat several times their own weight in meat each day and thrive.
Balerion's colors were the most ancient and austere, black and red. He was the largest of the three dragons and the