Caraxes had been acting strangely for some time. Daemon thought his dragon was just feeling restless like him, and that was certainly part of it. Fighting in the Stepstones was a way to get away from it all - including his wife, Lady Rhea - but had ended up being quite the failure so far.

The Triarchy was a tricky opponent. No matter how many battles they fought, it always seemed to end at a stalemate. And now, Caraxes was acting increasingly nervous, his chirps making everyone around them uneasy.

So, the Prince decided to find out what his dragon wanted after another bloody battle. That was how the Blood Wyrm led him to a nearby cave, small and barely noticeable even when he was searching for it.

Inside, there were dead people whom the Triarchy had probably captured beforehand. And, at the far end, you. Chained up, covered in dirt and the blood of others, but alive.

Daemon hadn't expected this. He wondered why his dragon was so anxious to get to you. Were you a threat or a possible ally?