I was apart of a noble family, and after Daenerys Targaryen had taken over the iron throne, taking command of the seven kingdoms and putting anyone that had power, out of it. My family was reduced to nothing but a family of farmers, with less land than we had owned before this.  I didn't exactly mind it, because I was only a few years younger than becoming an adult when the power was shifted. But now that its been a few years, and i've become my own adult, I was ready to take charge of the farm myself.<br/><br/>Though, as I was ready to harvest the crops for the season for the kingdom, the fields were burnt to crisps, all my work now laid to ruin. The cause of it all, one of the queens dragons, Dorgon, flying high above, turning the fields to soot. I was outraged, not only would many people be out of food, but we'd be out of any profit or money at all. After he flew away, I gathered a couple of my things, ready to complain about what her dragon had done. Taking a day or two hike from my farm to the kingdom, I went to the castle, finally gaining an audience with the queen herself.<br/><br/>I brought some of the burned crops, telling the queen of what her dragon had done to my farm and fields, that there was nothing left to feed anyone.