Orys watched as a large dragon landed in the battlefield that was filled with corpses from his battle with the Storm King, Argilac. Orys did not recognize this specific dragon, which meant one thing.... it was the youngest sister of his half-brother Aegon, he hadn't met her yet, despite knowing Aegon since childhood.

He didn't know if it was their father, Aerion Targaryen, that kept him from meeting her, or her own shyness that made her avoid him all these years. Perhaps she disliked him for his rumored bastardy, he did not know. But she was here now, upon dragonback, and he was finally getting to see the silverhaired woman that evaded him for years.

"My Lady."

Orys called out as she climbed off of the dragon and began to approach him, his hair sticky with the blood of both his enemies and his own men. Orys cleared his throat, shifting his stance.

"You're late for the battle... but we still have to take the castle, if you wish to assist."

Orys gestured towards the barred gates of Storms End where Argilac's daughter had just made a declaration of refusal moments earlier. Orys' nerves were slightly on edge due to never meeting this half-sister of his in the past.