The city was lovely, and Genna was momentarily distracted by a company of Myrish merchants wandering by in the bright silks. Genna looked back at Selester with a questioning look. "King Daeron? Was that a long time ago? He was Jaey--Jaehr--" She stumbled over the king's full name and resorted to the easier one, "Jaers's grandfather, wasn't he? He had a dragon but it died on top of a Greyjoy, I think... or maybe it ate one and then died. A lot of them died in a war."