Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 16

Daenerys Targaryen.

One month later.

- Wrong! One more time! - said the woman sitting across from me in a stern voice - That look on your face shows weakness in front of your opponent, and he's bound to take advantage of it. More confidence, girl!

- Yes, Your Majesty! - I answered loudly and tried to do as she asked.

- I am a teacher now, girl. It's time to remember that.

- I apologize! - I apologized and bowed my head.

- Don't bow your head to others, even if that 'someone' is the ruler!

- I apologize! - I apologized again and somehow managed to stop my head from bowing.

- Hmmm," she hummed, which I was used to seeing and hearing by now.

Me and the teacher were having a lesson sitting on the veranda of the master's villa. This had already become a routine in my life. A month ago, when I still failed to draw my sword as Lord Solomon had requested and I thought my brother's life was lost, he only smiled and gently stroked my sweat-wet face.

He said that was enough and I could relax and let me choose my brother's fate. But in doing so, gave me the choice to either banish or kill. Seeing no opportunity to offer my option or no option at all, with a heavy heart, I chose the former.

After Lord Solomon's words, certain thoughts crept into my head. Thoughts of how right he was. I had seen with my own eyes how my brother treated everyone. Including me. But deep down, a tiny part of me still wanted him to stay, even though I knew it was impossible.

He was insane, just as my father had been before he died. And the time before the exile revealed that to me in full. My brother screamed and demanded to be released and to bow down before him. Each time he added "dragon" and "king". Once I looked into his eyes, I saw how brightly the flames of madness burned in them. And I just accepted it. Eventually, my brother was banished from the city with a small bag of golden dragons.

The Magister, after the events at his villa, simply bowed before me and swore allegiance to me. Just as he had done to my brother years before. And I, not knowing what to do, simply accepted his oath. I understood his actions, for he had no other choice. And he was still loyal to the Targaryens. So I put the matter aside, since nothing had changed.

For the first week after my brother's banishment, nothing happened. Lord Solomon became a frequent visitor here at the Master's villa and just talked about various things.

One day I asked why he was so interested in me, to which I received, "I've mentioned it before, haven't I?". At first I didn't understand what he meant, and it wasn't until later the very next day that it came to me, "He wants to make a queen out of me." Which I questioned him about afterwards.

But Lord Solomon corrected my guess. He doesn't want me to be a queen, but that I MAY become one, and then reminded me of that awkward attempt to pull out the sword. As it turned out, the sword had moved a bit, which confirmed his hunch. I just stared at him uncertainly, because I couldn't understand how any sword, even an unusual one, could do such a thing, even though I had heard the description of this piece of iron.

Then he asked me the same questions he had asked my brother, and asked me to answer them honestly, which I did. And after the questions, Lord Solomon asked me, with a slight smile on his face, "Do I want to be queen?" to which I nodded uncertainly, for a Targaryen should be on the throne, not some usurper.

After that conversation, he didn't visit me for a week. I thought his interest in me was over, but after a week of silence, he came back, saying I needed training if I was to be queen. And he didn't come back alone, but with a man and a woman.