Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 66

Solomon. The Narrow Sea.

Two months later.

- "Master", Lavena addressed me, sitting across from me at a small table.

- "Yes?" I smiled.

- "Why are we going there by ship if you can just... dump us in Valyria, just thinking?" She continued, "We could save a lot of time and effort, couldn't we?"

- "Your claims are pointless," Kinvara spoke up, "My king protects the ship from prying eyes and the vagaries of the sea, and provides us with water and food of the highest quality. It is difficult for me to understand your thinking."

- "I don't doubt it," Lavena rolled her eyes, and Kinvara wanted to continue to rebuke her, but instead remained silent and sighed tiredly when she saw the soft smile addressed to her.

Yes, this time I gave up trivial teleportation in favor of a full-blown sea journey. The ship we sailed on was created by me and propelled by my magic, so the disadvantages for ordinary people were completely absent. No seasickness due to rocking, no need for wind and current, no worries about water and food. Just the vast sea and the three of us.

- "A personal whim," I replied, "I wanted to experience seafaring, which I was satisfied with, apparently."

- "But not me," objected Lavena.

- "Unfortunately," I nodded, "I thought you would be as excited as I was, since you never had to leave Braavos."

- "All the pictures that could be painted, I've already painted," Lavena said, "There is nothing else here but us and the water, unlike Braavos, with its varied vistas and people I trust."

- "I suppose you'll have to accept that, since we'll be here indefinitely," I smiled, "Look on the bright side, because there's bound to be plenty of places in Valyria that you'll like."

- "Tsk," Lavena said, but said nothing, for she could not deny my words.

- "My king, may I ask a question?" Kinvara began.

- "Don't be shy."

- "What do you plan to do when we arrive?"

- "Hm?" I raised an eyebrow, "Explore the Doom of Valyria, like I said earlier. Or is that not what you meant?"

- "What I meant was, why don't you build your own kingdom in place of Valyria?" Kinvara suddenly asked me, "Yes, it has fallen, but its greatness is still intact. You were thinking of settling down somewhere, weren't you? I think Valyria would be perfect for you."

I've been thinking.

- "You could rebuild it, make it like the Israel you ruled, but better. Make your country what you would like it to be, not the god you served, if you will," she continued, "There are tens of thousands of lost souls throughout Essos, and not just in Essos, who live out their days hoping for a crust of bread or a drop of water to quench their hunger or thirst, if only for today. And you, as king of the new country, will give them not only that, but also the hope of living in happiness and prosperity."

- "Are you suggesting he get more victims like you?" Lavena grinned, "How disgusting."

- "Lavena," Kinvara suddenly turned to her seriously and without offense, causing her surprise, "Think about it. These souls are of no use to anyone. They die in the streets from hunger, thirst, or a random passerby, simply because they have nowhere to go and nothing to hope for. And my king will give them both. A better life than they ever dreamed of."

- "In that case, why don't your 'great' faith in the Lord of Light accept them, since you feel so sorry for them? That way you'll get more slaves for your purposes," Lavena asked, regaining her usual expression.