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Thrid Person POV
Essos, 296 AC.
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Magister Illyrio was having a difficult moment while sitting in his solar, with a letter before him. A strange raven had appeared at dawn and waited on its perch until a servant came to check it.
He had had such a peaceful night, thinking he had made a clever move, and that his next steps, along with Varys, would be to start sowing discord in Westeros, which was not difficult with the secrets Varys possessed. All he needed now was to figure out how to deal with the Articans.
Upon waking, he went to have his first meal, only to be interrupted by the news of a raven bearing a letter with the Artican symbol on it. He raised an eyebrow and quickly stood up to see what it was about.
As soon as he entered to read the letter, he was initially stunned. He had thought that he had gotten rid of them easily, the Targaryens, where their blood would mix with the Dothraki and disappear into the desert. He intended to wait a bit longer before arranging the marriage, especially as he was waiting for three petrified dragon eggs to arrive from the lands of shadow, as he had recommended.
'Perhaps it's better to give them to him,' Illyrio told himself at that moment, while thinking about the future.
Now he had come to see the letter from the Articans and opened it, but it was not at all what he had expected. The very thing he had most tried to avoid had happened, causing him to frown at the first paragraph of the letter.
"Hello, esteemed Magister Illyrio. This is the Arctic King. I'm writing to inform you that I've just encountered some interesting people in the desert, namely two Targaryen siblings. I've taken one of them, as I saw some strangeness in this situation, and I'm being direct, since I'm a king and you're a businessman. After all, we're both busy men, aren't we? Especially you, considering that you didn't even manage to properly receive our group."
This was the first part, and everything Illyrio feared was right there, as he began to continue reading the rest of the letter.
"But after what I saw and discovered... I believe you were trying to hide them from us. But I won't act against you... However, be warned: I will be taking the girl with me. After all, I sympathize with the fate you placed her in. It's quite sad, actually. Arranging her marriage to a Khal, which also seemed rather malicious on your part, as if you were trying to get rid of them.
Personally, I don't believe the Dothraki are a force considerable enough to make a difference in Westeros, even if they managed to cross the sea, which is quite unlikely as well. And I doubt Viserys would survive that long among the Dothraki with his personality. But anyway, I'll be taking the girl. I sincerely hope you inform your friend in King's Landing, Varys, that if the king finds out about the girl's whereabouts, bad things will happen to both of you.
It would be smart not to make any move against me now. Not that I would care about it in other circumstances, but I believe the king might take drastic actions, even against the Starks, to demand the girl's handover. I just don't want the headache, after all. I'd have to kill a lot of people if that happens, and frankly, it wouldn't be good for any of us.
But don't worry, I won't leave you completely at a loss. You'll still have a Targaryen. Feel free to do what you want with him. They should be arriving at any moment, after all, there were some survivors. As for Viserys... I was a bit harsh when I started hitting him, as he seemed to have never been struck in his life.
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