Skane 299 AC.
Jaehaerys Targaryen.
He was tired, incredibly so, his throat was almost raw and he had bled from the nose more than once and yet he'd not slept, not stopped and nothing anyone could say would make him do so. The loss of Walder preyed on his mind and yet he'd not even begun to grieve for the man, he simply couldn't afford to until he saw the Free Folk safe. So he'd called for Rhaenix and was relieved when she came and seemed to be suffering no ill effects from her wound, Jae telling her simply that they had work to do and they'd speak once it was.
Arthur, Loras, Oberyn, and Benjen all told him to rest and he could see their concerns for him and though he appreciated them, he simply didn't have the time for them right now. He took to the sky and flew to the ships, his voice hoarse when he told them to take the people to Skane and not to Eastwatch. They needed to be under cover and though the weather was mild for now, it would be cold tonight, and warmth and shelter wasn't something they could easily manage on the bridge. Once he was sure the ships would do as he wished, he had Rhaenix take him to Skane where he knew he'd face another problem, finding a place for the ships to dock.
There was little of the blood left in the jar and though he'd soaked up all that fell from his nose, he knew it wouldn't be enough for what he had to do, and so once again it seemed he would be cutting himself. It was an odd thought to get caught up on and to focus on but perhaps it was a good one, and so when he looked at the scar on his hand he began to laugh a little. It had been some time since he'd had to cut open that particular scar and it made him wonder if the blood from it would be different than the blood he stored. Something he'd find out soon enough he thought as he saw Skane come into view.
"Down there, Rhaenix." he said, his voice scratchy and he knew that alone worried his sister too, so he told her that despite it all, he was well.
The lands were empty, the first of the giants were somewhere ahead of those on the bridge and it would be a couple of days until they arrived he knew, and yet for them, he could do nothing. They'd prepared better, knowing they were to travel the bridge and how far they had to go they'd prepared and so they would be better equipped to handle the cold and being exposed to the sea, others would not. Rhaenix landed and Jae moved to the beach, closing his eyes, he knew what he needed to do and so he took the jar, cut his hand, and unsheathed Lightbringer.
It was painful to sing the song but sing it he did and he was amazed he was able to keep his focus given all that happened and the tiredness he felt, yet he was able to do so. It wasn't a true dock but it was a dock all the same and he believed it would work. He staggered back to his feet and put the sword back in its sheathe and looked around more at his surroundings. There were trees, caves, and though the animals that lived on the island were small, they were far more plentiful than he had seen from his last visit. Whether or not any would wish to stay here, or whether it would just be the giants, he couldn't be certain but it would be easier for the Free Folk to manage here than it would be on the bridge, that he knew.
"You need to rest, Jae." Rhaenix said when she saw him and he shook his head, telling her he'd do so only when he was sure they were all safe.
Climbing up onto her back, he flew back to the bridge, passing over the giants and seeing some of the ships that had already been loaded were heading to the island already. As they flew more over the bridge he saw just how far the Free Folk were from Skane. it would take them days to walk to it and he knew then he had been right to see them brought there by the ships instead. Though it would only cut down perhaps half the time, it gave them a far better chance and he only hoped the weather would hold off.
