⟪ The screams of burning men are familiar to her still. Years it has been since Aerys' reign, but his love for fire remains unrivalled, and there has been little since that quite replicated those agonised cries. Fire is unrelenting, and crueller than any torturer, and that is why she has fondness for it at all. ⟫

Mayhaps your memory is doing you a kindly service. ⟪ She knows the scent, too, the smell of flesh given to flame. ⟫ What crime were you accused of? The Mad King fancied treason, but a change in the weather would do.