The army marched north.
Dothraki riders galloped ahead. The Unsullied moved with precision. Above, Drogon and Vharaxes flew as sentinels of fire. Andrew rode at Daenerys' side, his armor gleaming with dragonlight.
Villages emptied before them. Northerners watched from behind shuttered windows. They whispered of the Demon Flame and the Storm Queen.
When they reached White Harbor, Lord Manderly stood before his gates. "If fire brings us salvation," he said, "then let it warm us, not burn us."
The gates opened.