—Frey Starlight's POV—
A lot had happened, and life had started taking strange turns lately…
Bracing myself, I took hold of both Uriel and Snow, readying to use teleportation.
"Our destination is our comrades at the vanguard," I confirmed what we were about to do, triggered my ability, and we all shifted .. teleporting for the second time that day.
"What if Aegon set some kind of trap there?" Snow asked, considering the possibility. I simply shook my head.
"Unlikely. And even if he did… we have plenty of allies there."
My target was Sansa ..with Ghost and most of those who had followed me into the war at her side.
Even if Aegon tried some trick, our individual power was far beyond what he could handle. With Snow and me together, we're a force they can't manage.
So I was confident we'd arrive safely. Even so, because of the wild Aura fluctuations I sensed where Sansa and the others were, it had become difficult to land exactly on their position.
