Aegon was waiting impatiently on the iron throne, strumming his fingers against the blunt blades. When it was brought to his attention that their navy had been decimated in the war, and the blacks were just getting started, he was desperate. Weeks of waiting with war looming on the horizon made his nerves worse, as he waited for a pirate captain to show, if they did, lords and ladies were waiting impatiently along with him, waiting for the feared pirate lord to show. The feared siren of death was on their shores, a pirate only seen by those she kills