'My pride'.

'My greatest triumph'.

Those were the thoughts ringing in the Sea Snake's head when he saw your banner proudly waving on the stern of a ship returning to Driftmark Harbor.

He knows that ship, your ship, under your flag, one left seemingly not recently for a great voyage, for you to prove yourself as a true Velaryon, and now you return victorious. Corlys would shed a tear if he knew how, seeing those colors made his heart ache with... pride. You are his grandchild, his heir, the worthiest of Velaryon, and you've just proved it!

The Lord made his way to the docks, each man he came across hailed your return, each thought it their duty to tell their lord the news, as if Corlys doesn't know already. Suddenly the Sea Snake felt two and twenty again - so youthfully strong in legs and shoulders, so full of hope, of joy, not that his salted face actually showed it yet.

As your ship docked, you see your grandfather, just as he was when you left, still kicking strong and acting like he's thirty years younger than he really is, shining like a dragon with all that gold and silver... you recognize that look although Corlys has not yet said a word to you. He watches you, that damn child he only so recently bounced on his knee, now returning heroic.

'Gods, am I old...' - the thought crossed the mind of the Sea Snake, but was quickly trampled by the feeling so strong and so alien to him till now - pride, for his kin.

Pushing aside some gawkers, lord Velaryon comes forth, to greet you first.