"I believe the entire continent is looking forward to it," Daemon laughed lightly. "Any excuse for a celebration, and they're all due for one, given the hellish past few years." He'd ordered food to be shared with all of King's Landing, ale and supplies, nearly emptying the larders of the Red Keep to feed the people of the city.

"Not long afterwards," he told her, "we'll be making state visits to both Dorne and Highgarden, to set things aright and make peace. I've had more than enough of this endless bickering." The time for peace had come, and even with the looming threat of the Dragon Queen in the east, the Westerosi people deserved some respite.