THE HEALER PRINCE ( House of dragon reincarnation)(OC x Alicent)

Part 16

Chapter 16

Deep in one of the greater manses in the great city of Bravos. Four people sat around a table as they worriedly talked about a certain mishap.

"What was he thinking, attacking that ship?" spoke one of the men, in a frustrated tone.

"He claims that his crew made a mistake," came the reply in a dejected voice.

"MISTAKE! That fucking mistake could cost me everything. Do you have any idea how many of my magisters owe him a favors. GODS! He delivered my own child! Who do you think everyone will blame when he stops treating them! Huh! I will be booted out of my office within days! Days!" screamed the last of the three men.

The fourth man was dressed differently and held a key hanging around his neck. His purple robes in contrast to those of the others stood out.

"You think I will be any different! Many of my magisters have been asking me to pull back the support from Drahar for some time now! Gods I also have another pair of twins due in sometime! There is no way he sends anyone to help deliver them now!" spoke the man as he nursed his glass of wine.

"Perhaps! We could send tribute! He just built that huge college of his! Perhaps we could smooth this with some money!" yet the other two shook their heads.

"Nah! There are rumors that he own a couple of trading fleets. He is probably as rich if not richer than all of us!" came the retort and the chambers slid into silence, as the three prominent magisters from the infamous Triarchy sat there dejected. However, the man with purple robes broke the silence.

"If you call for him he will still come! He won't deny you his healing or his healers," and his words surprised the three magisters.

The First Magister of Lys perked up at that.

"You mean he won't retaliate. The princess that was killed was said to be very close to him. There is no way he lets this go!" and the purple robed man replied.

"Oh! He won't let this go. I can assure you of that. But he won't deny you, his services! If he finds out you were behind this, and he probably already suspects, he will bleed you dry. He will cripple your businesses he will demolish your politics! But he will still heal you and your families!"

The three magisters gulped at this. They all looked at each other, and nodded at each other when one of them spoke up.

"Yet you still called us here! So, tell us what do we need to do!" and the man held his key and began to twist it in his hands as he gave them all a smile.

"Well, you have only two options. You either wait for him to bleed you all to your deaths, or you make him bleed to his!" and their eyes widened as the implication behind those words dawned on them all.

"You want us to kill him!" and the man nodded.

"Indeed! And believe me that is your only option for survival," the three magisters looked at each other and after some time looked towards the purple robed man and nodded. The man gave them a smile, showing off his black teeth as he got up.

"That is good! There will be an opportunity soon. We will strike then. And I would advise you to have your pirate move any of your wealth out of the Stepstones. Because he might not be able to kill you, but he won't spare him. Your little 'crab feeder' is as good as dead!"

And the magisters nodded as the purple-robed man left the chambers, leaving them all alone once more.

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