Jacaerys Velaryon.
The icy wind of Winterfell whips my burgundy cloak as Vermax lands on the parade ground, causing the snow to evaporate upon contact with his warm scales. I jump out of the saddle and shake off the traces of frost, spotting Lord Cregan in the distance, but my eyes search for the woman next to him, the one with steel on her waist and ice in her gaze.
About Jacaerys Velaryon.
The icy wind of Winterfell whips my burgundy cloak as Vermax lands on the parade ground, causing the snow to evaporate upon contact with his warm scales. I jump out of the saddle and shake off the traces of frost, spotting Lord Cregan in the distance, but my eyes search for the woman next to him, the one with steel on her waist and ice in her gaze.