Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 68

Nefis. King's Landing.

I walked down one of the corridors of the Red Castle until I stopped in front of the doors I needed, which were guarded by two golden cloaks. They looked at my face and, with a brief nod, let me inside, where the person I needed was already waiting for me.

It was another of the hundreds of rooms in the Red Castle that were reserved for meals, meetings, or private conversations of the highest nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, and the woman I had come to see was one of them.

- "Your Majesty," I bowed as soon as I entered the room.

- "It's good to see you, Malloyna," the queen said with a slight smile, "Do you have something to tell me?"

- "Yes," I nodded, "It's about that sorcerer."

- "Oh? What about him?"

- "He was here two months ago."

- "Here?" she wondered, and the smile slowly fell off her face, "And why are you only talking about this now?"

- "You yourself had scheduled our meetings only once every three months out of precaution. I couldn't go against your orders."

- "Don't be conceited, Malloyna. Or have you forgotten who is the reason you are still alive and well?" the queen said in a harsh tone, then softened, "Sorry about that. These days bring me nothing but disappointment."

Yes, it was this woman who once found me on the street and set me up as a septa. She had recognized my Baratheon traits, which she had ordered me to hide afterwards, but she still chose to take me under her wing, and I understood why. It wasn't hard to guess, knowing her situation.

As for her attitude towards me, she was good at hiding the true emotions she felt towards my person, and only at times like this did she show her true face. But I didn't care, as long as I could act as I wanted to.

- "Please accept my apologies. May I ask what it was that upset you? I could do something about it."

- "It's okay, there's nothing you can do about it. Just the serpent and his Dornish whore," she shook her head, "And what was that sorcerer doing here?"

- "We had a conversation. The sorcerer found me on his own, and we talked without being seen or heard," I said, "He asked a few questions, mostly about my identity and purpose, but nothing more. I don't think he knows about the connection between me and you, but I'm not sure about that. And he also knew of my origins, which he directly told me himself."

- "I see. And Spider was never able to find anything about his origins or any other information before he met with the Starks. He probably wanted to talk to you because of your duties to the Stark daughters," the queen said seriously, "And what is this sorcerer like? What can you tell me about him?"

- "He's handsome, but his golden eyes frightened me a little."

- "Scared? As I recall, you didn't show fear even when you were younger, even though he could crush your head like a nut," she marveled, "And what was it that frightened you so, Malloyna?"

- "He had a sort of... inhuman look in his eyes, as if he didn't care a bit about worldly matters. And that's what frightened me. I couldn't read or understand or even try to anticipate his motives. And throughout the entire conversation, it seemed to me that he was a more... higher being than I was," I replied, "It's... difficult to explain, Your Majesty, and I apologize for that."

- "It's all right, I believe you, even if I don't quite know what you're talking about," the queen shook her head, "Do you think he will visit you again?"