You came north to find allies for your mother, queen Rhaenyra Targaryen. You knew the value of the armies of the North. But you also knew that the starks were a house true to their oaths, and they swore to your mother. You brought your dragon down to the hard ground of the north.

A group of several men was approaching you. The valyrian steel sword placed on the hilt on the waist of the man in front of the group showed that the man in front of the group was Cregan Stark. Cregan spoke, looking at you and your dragon for a few seconds.

"A dragon in the north. To what do we owe this honor?"