《The Sun Dragon》Planning for King's Landing
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Visenya and Jacaerys departed to be with Elia and Aeryn on their name day, returning shortly after.
Visenya pulled out a map of King's Landing. "Here." she said, tapping a part of King's Landing.
"What?" Robb said.
"Everyone knows about the secret tunnels in the Red Keep. But they don't know about the other tunnels." Visenya explained.
"AKA: if you go through the sewers you get directly into King's Landing by bypassing the gates." Aaron explained.
"So if we do this, we get directly into the city?" Greatjon said gruffly.
"Yes. And when this is done I am renovating the sewers, plumbing, and drainage system." Visenya scowled. "As well as making some aqueducts."
"We have our way into the city. All we need is a more detailed plan." Robb mused.
"We aren't using dragons on the city." Jacaerys and Visenya said in sync.
Robb raised his hands in mock surrender. "I wasn't going to suggest it." he said.
"Good." the Dragon's Mother drawled. "Now let us plan for the Second Taking of King's Landing."
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