"Ready?" Aaron shouted at the assembled Dornish spears and Tyrell knights, who had quietly come months before Visenya had found out the date of Robert's death via a vision.

The men let out a roar and Aaron nodded at Visenya.

Her eyes glowed and she promptly ripped open a portal to the outskirts of Storm's End.

The men went through first, lead by Aaron.

"Good luck." Visenya said to Jacaerys.

The Blackfyre scion hugged her. "Thank you. I love you, you know that?"

"I love you with Fire and Blood, Jace." the last child of Elia Martell and Rhaegar Targaryen murmured, hugging him back. "Come back Jace, promise me."

"I promise. I have Nightreaver as well." he said, the black and dark purple she dragon prowling around him.

He reluctantly let go, mounted his horse and thundered through the portal and into the Stormlands in milliseconds. He felt the air ripple as it closed and he closed his eyes.

He prayed to whatever being reincarnated Visenya to let him return to his wife and children. Then he steeled his spine and bones, and rode up to the front.

They had a kingdom to claim, after all.