The campfire crackled under the night sky as Kaela Varyssar sat at the head of the long table, the banner of the Golden Company fluttering behind her. The murmurs of her captains faded as the door opened and the Blackfyre prince entered, he had been invited by the Sellsword company to persuade him to press his claim.

Kaela was the first to rise, inclining her head. "Your highness, we are honored to host the rightful owner of the Iron Throne. Join us to feast before we discuss the matters of reclaiming what belongs to you."