When King Aegon demanded that his siblings go to the major keeps to hold them for the upcoming war, his sister was less than thrilled. She was even more mad because she was chosen to go to Harrenhall, a place which she has heard stories from since her childhood. After many angry conversations with her brother, she rode there on dragon back. She could see the place far up in the sky, or what was left of it. When she landed, she was praying that it was cleaner than it looked above the clouds, it wasn't.

She was welcomed by a greasy haired man, whose name she did not care to learn. As she was led into the massive ruins she was met with rubble, and dirt, it was honestly grossing her out, but she knew not to say anything. She kept her formalities and choked down the greasy and flavorless dinner, a far difference than the meals she was given at Kings Landing. Then, after some mundane chatting she was led to her room, which to her dismay was the size of her closet. After she cursed her brother's name for sending her to this cesspool of dirt and ruble she fell into a deep sleep. In this sleep she dreamt of two things, a woman and an owl. This was weird because she hated owls, but she was quite used to dreaming of women. She woke up slightly confused but she persisted on her day, pretending to enjoy the food and making lackluster conversations with the lord of the house.

Roughly a week passed, she would dream about the same woman and the same white owl. One night in particular she was finding it hard to sleep, so she decided to walk the castle, well what was left of it. As she walked the halls she got an eerie feeling, like she was being watched. She turned a corner in some gloomy hallway and saw candlelight. As she walked towards the light she heard the ruffle of some feathers, an owl. As she turned the corner to get a better view she saw the woman from her dreams, and her owl. The woman looked over at her with the faintest smile dancing on her lips.

"You made it" The odd woman said