Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 6

Kinvara. Volantis.

The morning sun was just showing in the sky, and I was running into the main hall of the temple, ignoring my clothes and unkept hair. I felt a rush of heat coming from the main hall of the temple, where there was a huge brazier with the ever-burning flame of the Lord of Light.

Bursting in, my eyes saw that the flame, which was not even half the height of the hall, now reached the ceiling. It took up a third of the entire room, and red priests and priestesses from all over Volantis were kneeling and praying as they gazed upon it.

And when I came close to the flame, my vision went dark for a moment, and the next moment I was in a void of fire and smoke. Before me was a human silhouette made entirely of flame. Huge. Strong. Magnificent. I couldn't make out any features, but I knew it was him. The Lord of Light, R'Glor.

I just couldn't believe it. He was standing before me in person. In all of history, the Lord of Light had never appeared in person and carried someone into his domain. My body instantly went to a kneeling posture, and my head bowed in anticipation.

- Kinvara," I heard the deep and strong voice of the Lord of Light, bowing my head even lower. - You have an assignment.

- Yes, Lord of Light. Kinvara listens attentively.

- Find... someone," he said in a majestic tone. But I could detect a tiny note of doubt.

Our god... doubted? H-how is that possible? What could cause him to doubt?

- Who, my lord?

- Solomon. The Magician," he declared while his burning eyes were directed directly at me. - He is in the North. Find him. He is the one who will bring salvation to these lands.

And as soon as those words were spoken, the picture in front of me changed. I saw the main hall of the temple and the brazier again, and the flames that reached the ceiling of the room returned to their normal state.

S-salvation? Is he Azor Ahai? Was Melisandre wrong when she went to Dragonstone? Or is this "Solomon" someone else? Someone more important? And the Lord of Light called him a "Magician"...

I... I must go myself. I must see him with my own eyes.

- High Priestess? What did our Lord tell you? - One of the priestesses asked.

I turned and looked at those present and took a very Sirious look.

- Prepare the ship as soon as possible. I have to go to the North," I said and went to my room.

- As you wish, High Priestess," came the reply.

But I paid no attention. I needed to prepare. I needed to find "Solomon."

-0-

Varis. King's Landing.

- Your Majesty, are you listening?

- Yes, yes, eunuch," the king grumbled irritably. - There's a wizard in Winterfell, so what? Essos is full of them, isn't it? Or do you just want revenge on all the wizards for burning your cock?

- My personal dislike of magic has nothing to do with it, my lord," I shook my head. - The North started making and selling paper and glass.

- And? Didn't that mean Ned finally had money?

I sighed tiredly and adjusted my robe.

Ah. Robert Baratheon really leaves a lot to be desired as King of the Seven Kingdoms. When I had asked him to call a Small Council, arguing the news of the North, I had hoped he might connect the dots, or at least consider my words. But apparently my hopes were not realized. Again.