As the night went away paving way for another morning, the remaining red beasts moved in their numbers away from the palace.

No one knew where they headed, and no one even thought of following after them.

The king had been attacked on the grounds of his own palace. His own blood stained his royal clothing.

It was a disrespect to royalty!

The king was taken by his men to the royal physicians and as he went with them, he commanded for the General Arthogan.

The bite could never turn him wild because of the kind of blood in his veins, but it could be enough to kill him.

Vagus would have bitten the life out of his majesty no doubt if not for the valor of the prince who did the needful.

Daerys fret for a moment when he discovered that the red one he fought was Cynthy's father, but he could never stand and watch while anyone attacked his father.

Thus He did the needful.

The maid herself felt deep resentment as her father's dead wild body lay before her.

Her father had always been loyal t