"One can say so, Ser Brynden. From now we have a second dragonrider in the North. Shireen Baratheon, great granddaughter of Rhaelle Targaryen, rider of Stormstrider," he announced with some amusement in his voice. There was not much use in hiding the information now. Surprise, uncertainty and many other emotions quickly flashed across the craggy face of his master-at-arms. "Make sure that none but my direwolf and the maester are allowed entrance to Lady Shireen's chambers without my explicit permission. And assign a trusty serving girl to her permanently."