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Prince Aemond had become the terror of the Trident, descending from the sky to rain fire and death upon the riverlands, then vanishing, only to strike again the next day fifty leagues away, with no rhyme or reason to his choices. When Aemond proposed an immediate attack on King's Landing, insisting that Rhaenyra's dragons are no match for Vhagar, Ser Criston Cole called it a folly, as he knew that a battle between one and six dragons is foolish since Vhagar is outnumbered, and once again advised that the Greens should go south and join forces with Ormund Hightower, but Aemond refused. Instead he meant to fight his own war, raining fire on the traitors from the air. It was a war as Aegon The Conqueror and his sisters had once waged it, fought with dragonflame, as Vhagar descended from the autumn sky again and again to lay waste to the lands and villages and castles of the riverlords. Lord's Mill, Blackbuckle, Buckle, Claypool, Swynford, Spiderwood... Vhagar's fury fell on each in
