The storm howled outside of Storm's End. Lady Roganne sat looking into the fire of the hearth. Beside her sat the King-Dowager, pleading with her to declare for his son Jaehaerys—an act of defiance against Maegor that might make other houses follow.

"Your words touch me, Your Grace. A father's care for his child is admirable. But... defying the tyrant who rides the largest dragon alive is a great risk. I can't give a simple answer tonight. Please do understand."

She placed a hand on his knee, almost apologetically. She knew it was not the answer he had hoped for.