CHAPTER 29:

It didn't take me long to reach the inn I'll sleep at, 'I wonder where Brightnight is at?? Probably terrorising some poor lizards.' I chuckled as I jumped into bed.

'Let's see!!

A couple of black herbs for mom. Check

A new set of clothes for everyone. Check

And the books and scrolls. Check .' I mentally checked my list of purchases.

'I wonder what's happening at Westeros right now. Chaos must be everywhere, people's lives are in shambles.' I thought to myself feeling a little bit of pity.

'They are the ones who are suffering the most for another ones gains, chaos really is nothing more than a ladder, if used correctly you might grow from a peasant into a lord.'

'The time of acting is now, we don't need the Targaryens. If they could rule with their dragons, we can rule with our magic and brains.'

'Cedric could become the king of the seven kingdoms, and Louis the lord of stormlands, while Rhea can take whatever kingdom oppose us.'

'*sigh* Too bad that's just wishful thinking, as the people won't rise up for us. Nothing to do about it, *sigh* why did I start thinking about this anyway, I need to sleep.'

Little did I know that it would take three hours for me to finally fall asleep, as the planning kept going on and on in my head.

Morning quickly came, and the 'parade' is about to start. I chose my most elegant tunic, a red top with gold in it's trim and a black tiger in it's back, and black pants with red patterns.

On my way over to Xaro's mance, I saw many carriages who were heading in the same direction as me, they were each orned and crafted with precious stones and woods.

After about five minutes of walking, I reached the manse it was bigger than any other normal manse; however, it doesn't come anywhere near the pureborn's palace.

I could see a line of people on the way in, with more to come. "Here you go." I said as I handed the invitation letter to a brown haired man, that was standing in the middle of the door.

"Come in sir Magnes." he said while side stepping to give me enough space to go in, I walked in to the manse and was directly guided to the garden.

"There's a new slave shop at the night market, they sell goods from Summer Islands, Naath, and Leng. I really recommend you buy one of their goods." said a lean pale man on my right.

"I know!! They had the best slaves fighters too, and yet they lost the duel to...", "He has such a big dick and a lot of money, I...", "I fucked two women yesterday, it was...".

'I want to leave but before doing that, I need to find Daenerys and tell her what father said.' I whispered to myself with a stoic face, as I entered the garden.

The garden had golden statues of peacock at the entrance on each side of the staircase, there was a sea of people inside the garden.

They were all talking obscenities, I didn't pay much attention to them as I got down the stairs. Instead I opted to try to find Daenerys in this sea of garbage.

"Just searching blindly is a waste of time, I need to think of an efficient way." I tell myself as I close my eyes to think. "Athchomar chomakea." I hear a voice speak in front of me, I open my eyes to reveal that one of the Dothrakis is right in front of me.

"M'athchomaroon. Finne Khaleesi matt??" I ask the dothraki, he point towards the north of the garden and says "Khaleesi novt ido.", "san athchomari yeraan." I thank him as I head towards where he pointed.

It doesn't take me long to see a short silver haired woman talking to a creepy tall bald man, with a nose full of precious stones. 'What is it with Qartheen and stones, we get it you're rich. Bunch of show offs.' I curse in my brain.

"Ahhhhh!! If it isn't Hellryder." Xaro says as he rubs his hands together, "Indeed my good friend. Tell me how are you??" I ask with the fakest smile I could muster.

"All good, thankfully." he continues, "Would you mind if I have a talk with your guest of honour, alone?" I ask again, "yes, of course." he responds with narrowed eyes.

"My lady, would you accompany me in my walk?" I question while giving her my arm to hold unto, she seems to think for a moment before steeling her mind and wrapping her hand on mine.

"My father has sent me to you, in order to remind you of our deal." I say of course in the common tongue, as only a few should know of this, "What deal??" she asks confused.

"Your caretaker made a deal with us, that for our help to reconquer Westeros we will be rewarded.

Firstly that we will create a magic knight system, and that magic is never persecuted again in Westeros.

Secondly that one of us is to become a vasir, It's the same rank as the hand of the king except that they deal with magic, and defence systems of the kingdoms.

Thirdly that we form a guild for jobs and to run it, 10% of the money made will be given to the crown.

And lastly for our valour lands and titles will be given to us, even becoming the lord paramount of the east, king of Stormsend instead of the Baratheons."

She looked pensive for awhile, I though that she would reject the deal. "Do you promise that you and your family will join me in my reconquest??" she asked with a smile on her face, "Yes. We will, as long as you have ships and an army. All you will have to do is send us a message." I promised.

"Then the deal is good. But I have to ask, can you show me your magic?? I crave to see some real magic." she ask with dreamy eyes, "Of course." I answer.

Before I leave I make good use of the spell spark for half an hour, as everyone is wowing and ohing at the spectacle of colors.