Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 19

Daenerys Targaryen. Pentos.

I stood at the railing of the balcony in Illyrio's mansion and looked out over the city.

Lord Solomon had left Pentos, as reported by a messenger from his friend who is also a magister, and who controls the entire city, even if officially four people, counting the prince, do.

Of course, the teacher threw her hands up in the air at this and snorted loudly, showing her obvious displeasure. Fortunately, Shiro managed to calm her down, which I'm really glad about. When a teacher is teaching a lesson in such a state, she becomes much more strict and aggressive. She even threw an inkwell at me once when she noticed my mistake, which was very minor.

Shiro is much more calm and obliging in this regard. Even when I made a mistake, he would just smile and explain it all over again, in a measured and kind tone. Though, at times, Shiro had a tendency to deviate from the lesson. And to be honest, his stories were a head more interesting than those very lessons. Especially physics, which I disliked.

Sometimes he would talk about his religion, which he follows and which I had never heard of. Instead of the Seven, Red, Many-Faced and so on gods, there was only one. One and all-powerful. He created the earth, the sky, life, and everything around us.

The most interesting thing was that the god Shiro believed in preferred inaction. That is, he valued the freedom of choice that all living beings have, and therefore left fate in their hands. It went against what the red priestesses preached, but I'd never been much into religion.

And in one of those stories he mentioned Lord Solomon's presence, which was odd. His stories were either legends or events from a very long time ago, and Lord Solomon was alive and quite young.

When I asked him how old he was and who he was, Shiro smiled enigmatically and didn't answer. The only thing he said about it was that only Lord Solomon himself could share it. To that, I only pouted, which only irritated Shiro.

Really, I have an inkling. In any conversation where Lord Solomon's name came up, I felt deep respect and even adoration. At first, I thought Lord Solomon was the god Shiro was talking about, which sounded pretty logical given his inhuman appearance, aura, and strength. But in one of the stories, Shiro clearly separated their personalities. Perhaps that would come to light later.

- He's almost here, Princess," a female voice sounded behind me, "Lady Semiramis and Lord Shiro are already waiting for you at the exit.

- Good," I nodded and began to change.

Behind me was the red priestess who had accompanied Lord Solomon while he was in Pentos, as she herself had explained to me. Fina now serves me, which was decided by the red temple and approved by me.

The red men are fanatics, which rules out the possibility of betrayal. True, their loyalty is to Lord Solomon, not to me. But he sees some value in me that I do not. I have no army, no lands, no money, just purpose and ambition. And I have no idea why he's helping me. Well, not him, but the teacher and Shiro he brought in.

They are good teachers, yes, but I need military power. Right now, I only have three people I can trust. And that will definitely not be enough to regain the throne.

There is also the matter of my relative. He mentioned one, but he didn't tell me who it was, or where it was. And I'm wondering, is there really only one? Could there be more?

But all that can be put aside for later and focus on the case. My "husband" has arrived, the Khal to whom my brother promised to hand me over as a bargaining chip. And I must decide what to do with him.

I can't just send him away. Or rather, to pass up such an opportunity would be the decision of a "feeble-minded idiot," as my teacher liked to put it. He has an army. Huge and well-armed.