She saw them fall. She saw how Aemond killed both, Melys and Rhaenys. Her mother Rheanys. The feeling of grief washes over her, growing by every passing second. Of course does grey ghost feel her's too. Daenys couldn't stay in the clouds anymore. She leans down and whispers in high valerian amongst the wind filling their ears "Bring them down". Grey ghost looks at her, his eyes filled with rage as he left the clouds. She didn't even have to think of the word 'Dracaris' - he felt it. Daenys's grief turned into torment.All Rights Reserved