- POV Viserys Targaryen
"Those lands were taken by force! High One, the foreigner took them by force; please don't let that injustice go away," said the fat man who sold me those lands and inns.
"Mind your tongue! Fool, he is the same blood as me, and all of these people—are you saying that we are foreigners? In our own city?" shouted Malaquo Maegyr of the Tiger side as he pointed to the other triarchs.
"No! No! High One, if my tongue speaks such blasphemy, I will cut it off and feed on it," shouted the fat man.
Fool, he was walking straight into my plan, I thought with a smile on my face.
"Do it then," I said in a mocking tone, making his fat face contort into a mix of anger and fear.
"You have no right to speak here; you are a foreigner, not of this council!" he shouted loudly.
Oh, this is going to be fun, I thought to myself as I ordered a few Unsullied to apprehend him.
"Do as he said earlier: cut his tongue off and feed it to him," I ordered the Unsullied, and as he looked at the other triarchs with some hope in his eyes, he was crushed when they looked at him with amusement.
"No! No! High Ones, I beg you don't—I beg, Duaaas!" Those were his last words as the Unsullied started cutting off his tongue and feeding it to him.
"Ah, such a shame he drowned in his own blood," I said in a mocking tone as the other triarchs laughed at the fat fool as he died.
"That's the fourth one this month," I said after they stopped laughing.
"Indeed, those fools think they have any right to own land in our great city. Your plan did its wonders, as you said," said Doniphos Paenymion, casting a disgusted look at the fool.
"To use yourself as bait to make those fools think that they have the right to demand justice—what a wonderful plan, hahaha," he said as he gestured for me to come and sit with them.
"So what is next?" asked Nyessos Vhassar of the Elephant side.
"Next is to enjoy our supremacy over those fools who think they are worth something," I said with a laugh as the others laughed alongside me.
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A few hours later
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As I made my way to my room, Rhaegar's voice came from behind me.
"SO, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH ALL OF THOSE LANDS, INNS, AND HOUSES?"
"I am going to let people live in the house for monthly payments, and for the lands, sell them to one of the elephants at double the price and let the inns work for me."
"LET PEOPLE LIVE IN YOUR HOUSES FOR MONTHLY PAYMENTS?."
I DONT UNDERSTAND."
"That's because you're stupid," I said.
"I need gold to reclaim the throne you have given to the whoremonger, remember?"
"I KNOW BUT YOU HAVE ENOUGH GOLD TO HIRE MANY SELLSWORD COMPANIES, INCLUDING THE GOLDEN COMPANY, TO RECLAIM THE THRONE—NOT TO MENTION THE RED CROWS. WILLIAM HAS ABOUT SEVEN THOUSAND MEN UNDER HIS COMMAND."
"And what do you think the lords of Westeros will think when I'm about to attack them with a foreign army? An army that they have fought five times and destroyed five times?" I said to the fool.
"THEY WILL DO AS YOU ORDER THEM TO DO."
"No, you fool! They will rally behind the whoremonger!!. Now get out; I'm going to sleep."
- POV Illyrio Mopatis
"Ahh, my friend, how long has it been since we last talked?" I said in a joyful tone to Varys as I hugged him.
"Indeed, it has been a long time," he said.
"We have a problem: the Targaryens are alive and well protected," he said in a serious tone.
"I know; I heard about it a month ago. The boy is trying to assert his rule over the lower class of Volantis. He is desperate to gain power, and I think we can exploit that," I said in a tone that mimicked his.
"But it's very difficult to get any contact with him for now," he said.
"I know; that's why we wait until he gets comfortable enough for us. Have, any contact with him," I said.
"Let us hope so," he said as I changed the subject of our conversation to reminisce about our old days