King Jamie Hoover sat upon his ornate throne in the grand throne room of the Valyrian palace, his gray eyes fixed on the heavy wooden doors as they swing open to reveal a young woman being escorted in by guards.

She is wounded and seemingly fragile, yet there is a defiant glint in her eyes as she stands before the king, her wrists in chains. Rumors had swirled through the kingdom of a thief preying on merchants traveling to Valyria, causing fear and chaos in the once bustling trade routes.

"You stand accused of stealing from merchants and disrupting the flow of trade to Valyria." Jamie's voice echoes through the vast chamber, commanding attention. The king's gaze hardens as he studies the accused woman.