A Field Outside of King's Landing

There was a flapping of wings in the distance as Daenya came flying on Vandaras. She was sat in the saddle in the black chain and leather armour made especially for her, a sword at her hip and a bow and quivers strapped to the saddle.

She landed not far away and smiled. "I am coming with you!" She called out to Aegon.

"Why is Rhaegar being allowed to fly without escort?" Aemy asked her uncle Aemon, frowning slightly. "Did the escort rules changes, uncle? Because Rhaegar just left the Dragonpit on his mount without asking anyone's permission, as far as I can tell."

"If so, that is a dangerous oversight," Aemy said. "And one Father certainly would not have allowed."

Daenya nodded as she jumped off Vandaras' back and made her way over. "I spoke with Trajan a few days ago; he had convinced father that I can come with you." She grinned.

"I am a Targaryen, a dragon rider, just like you," Daenya said, sounding a little more grown up that usual. "I want to prove that I can fight for our cause as well as our siblings and cousins."

She had as a matter of fact rehearsed this little speech, wanting to show her brother that she was serious about joining him. She unsheathed her sword and held it out pommel first to him. "I am yours to command!"

Aegon did his best to stifle a smile and keep with the same sort of solemnity Daenya was obviously striving towards. "Then I am glad you are with us. May you fly bravely and true."

With that Aegon shifted his posture slightly, now facing the group as a whole. He raised his voice and stated: "We fly to Highgarden to join with the force Knight Inquisitor Maekar Waters has assembled. The ground between here and there is largely pacified, but that is no reason for sloppiness. Elseyris. Baelor." Aegon chose two of the dragonriders he knew to have fast, fresh dragons and sharp eyes. "You'll fly ahead of us as a scouting party. If you spot anything out of the ordinary, fly back with haste and inform me. Do not engage." Aegon unrolled a map of the southern half of Westeros, inked on vellum. "We will rest the first night at Bitterbridge," Aegon pointed it out on the map, "So keep an eye out for the keep later in the day."

Aegon remounted Glutton, prepared for the long day's flight ahead.

Daenya listened to Aegon, smiling at her sister when she greeted her. Once Aegon was done she returned to Vandaras, pulling on a red and black cloak. She made sure her hair was still in two braids and wouldn't fly in her face before remounting.

Once the scouts are aloft and away, Aegon spurs Glutton to flight and leads the rest of the formation on their trek southwest.

Aemy cracked the whip, and Skysong took a leap, climbing swiftly and steeply into the sky.