"It has started snowing heavily, soon, it might be impossible to continue this campaign any further, Your Grace," Lord Adrian Thorne said with a heavy frown on his face. "We might lose more than half an army trying to take the Golden Tooth without dragons, and we cannot risk either of Our Graces. If every keep on the way to Casterly Rock is manned like this, we will run out of men before we reach the Lannister's seat. I think we should end the campaign for this winter. If our army is caught out in the open when the real cold comes, the men will freeze to death. Not to mention that with the destruction of King's Landing, a new royal seat must be chosen, and come spring, we can press the Westerlands with the full force of the Vale and the Reach behind our backs and fresh supply lines from the Riverlands and the Reach. And in a few years, the dragons would be bigger and would have nothing to fear from scorpions."