Days after the nuptials of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister, I find myself in a tavern in the company of the our house's warriors, as well as the bard and lordling. We swap stories over ale, the celebratory spirit still in the air. Dolins ends our storytelling with a tale of rumors of dragon eggs in Old Valyria, which causes the ears of my mates to perk up. Teddy, in particular, pursues this topic heavily, and suggests we leave for the abandoned city to get an egg for ourselves. I protest this proposal, noting that no one who's traveled there has returned, including a Lannister lad, and that the civilization there was overtaken by The Doom. No one in my party seems to register or care about my concerns, and they carry on their mad idea with visions of gold dragons dancing in their eyes.

When I grow sick of listening to their arrogant brainstorming, I leave and find Ser Denys enjoying an ale himself in another room. He tells me of his difficulties in the melee, but otherwise seems jolly and content to be in King's Landing. When I ask him about what he knows about Joanna Coldwater, originally from House Lynderly, he grows flustered and flushed, and tried to tell me he barely knows her. After some cajoling, my suspicions are confirmed; he confesses that he broke his knightly vows, he and Joanna shared intimate relations. I think him for his honesty, and put this whisper in my back pocket for a rainy day.