The Summer Isles

Vandaras flew over the northern coastal region, Daenya and Adara on his back. The Princess looked down upon an estuary surrounded by a white sandy beach.

She smiled to herself, glad to have finally arrived and lead Vandaras further in land, hoping to find civilization.

"I suppose we could land for a short while," Daenya replied, bringing Vandaras low to the ground near a small copse of palm trees, landing him softly.

"I could do with some water and little walk," She said, hopping from the saddle. She had worn thick wooleb clothing to ward off the cold of the sky but now found herself sweating. "It's so hot here! "

"The only place on my map is Tall Trees Town, though it lies further south." Daenya said as she stretched her legs.

"We will rest here for a bell, then fly until we fins a town or city."

"Dragons go where they wish, Adara," Daenya said, sounding older than her fourteen years. "Though I do not with to scare the people of the Summer Isles with Vandaras, so it is best to dismount once we see a town and make our way there on foot."

She pulled an orange and a flask of water from her sack, taking a deep swallow before peeling the fruit.

"He is a fully grown dragon, tested in battle; he can defend himself," Daenya said brightly, eating her orange.

"The only real problem may be language - I doubt there are many in the isles that speak common, so we might have to improvise until then."

"I have enough gold with me to last us for a while, and... something else too," Daenya told Adara, ignoring the thing about the temples. The woman still made her a little uncomfortable, especially with what had happened to Daenya herself.

"As for the way... no," She admitted after a moment, once she had finished the orange. "Vandaras will find the way."

"It doesn't matter what we look like," Daenya replied, fastening the buckles on her back again, before unhooking her sword from the side of her saddle and fastening it around her waist.

"Vandaras is guard enough, and I am good enough with the sword to protect the two of us, should I need to." She hadn't brought armour, not wanting to weight Vandaras down too much, but she expected to be able to buy some should she need it.

"Shall we?" She asked, fastening her bag to the saddle and hopping on.

Daenya let Vandaras take off slowly, heading along the coast. She figured that if there were any cities they would be located near the sea.

"You need not be scared!" She shouted. "Vandaras doesn't like it when someone is uncomfortable!"

She kept her eye out for any buildings.

"As good a place as any!" Daenya shouted back to Adara, landing Vandaras a while out from the settlement. She swiftly changed out of her woolen clothes and into the yellow, form fitting dress she had bought with Vira.

"We should look presentable," Said to Adara with a smile, strapping the sword back on again and taking her a gold piece of out her purse.

Daenya laughed. "I am taking it in case we need it," She replied, stroking Vandaras' before turning towards the village. "Let us go."

She made her way towards the Summer Islanders, keeping her hand off her sword so as not to seem hostile.

Daenya did the wise thing and halted, wondering at the strange culture but being amazed by it at the same time. She smiled openly and kept her arms apart, palms shown.

"I am Princess Daenya Targatyen, of Westeros," She announced herself. "This is Adara Dondarrion."

Daenya frowned. "What is wrong? Why do you not like Westerosi?"