|3rd POV|
Celebrations are happening across the kingdom. Viserys has already called back all the merchants around the world to celebrate the victory over the Lys. It has been a week since he liberated Lys from the slaver and three days since he and his people defeated the mercenaries coming to their home.
The mercenaries did not last long. When they see they cannot even get close to the dock without losing many of their ships, they start to turn around and run away.
Sadly, because they ran away, some of the magistrates who had overseen the status of the Disputed Land managed to get away.
However, it did not stop the others from declaring that Lys no longer exists and Solaris was officially born into this world. It has been three days since the first celebration happened, but the people still celebrate it with the same vigor as before.
"They do love their party, huh?"
Viserys looks around the city as he, Dany, and Melisandre walk through the street. Melisandre casts a spell that will change their face temporarily. He did not want to disturb the others with his presence, and he also wanted to enjoy his time without others kneeling in front of him and his sister.
"This is a massive victory against slavery, my lord. Of course, the party will be like this. Do you want me to tell them that the party is over?"
"Nah. Let them have it for today. However, make sure to tell them that tomorrow we will be busy, so no more parties."
"Of course, my lord. What kind of project do you have in mind?"
"Well–"
Before Viserys can say something, Dany pulls his hand and says.
"No! No work, brother! You promise to show me around! No work!"
Viserys laughs and says.
"Sorry. Sorry." He looks at Melisandre. "We will talk about it later."
Melisandre smiles and says.
"Of course, my lord." She pats Dany on the head and says. "Sorry, princess. Let's have fun, okay?"
"En! Let's go there!"
Dany points her finger at the marketplace where food stalls sell food to the people celebrating the victory.
They walk to the nearby stall, and Dany looks around, a drool coming out of her mouth. Viserys laughs and pats her head.
"Take what you want, sister."
"Can I?!"
"Of course! Go ahead."
Since he came to this world, Viserys has made sure Dany has a great childhood. He makes sure to give her the best food, education, and home life. Because of this, she became a foodie who loved to taste all kinds of food.
Viserys needs to ensure there is no poison in the food and always carry milk in his inventory to cure the poison in case Dany eats one.
"Brother! I want this one and that one!"
"Of course. Of course."
Viserys walks toward the stall and says.
"Excuse, good man. Can I have three of those grilled fishes and three bowls of vegetable stews?"
"Of course! Please return the bowl after you are done eating. Go ahead and take your seat. I will give you the food when it is done."
He nods and walks toward the nearby table. Viserys can hear someone whispering something to his ear as they wait for the food to be ready.
"Valar morghulis"
Viserys takes out his sword and puts on his armor in a second, then places himself in front of Dany, pointing his sword at one and saying those words. He can see Melisandre also take out a dagger from her clothes and prepare magic to attack the intruder.
He looks around and sees that they are surrounded. The people in the area look at them, and that makes him nervous.
However, instead of attacking them, the man smiles at Viserys and says,
"We are here not to deliver a gift to you, Father Dragon. We come here to serve you."
Viserys puts down his sword and says.
"Faceless men?"
"Aye. We are the people who deliver gifts of our gods to the mortals."
He releases a sigh and returns to his seat while Dany looks at him in confusion with a little hint of fear.
"Brother?"
Viserys gives her a smile to make her relax and says.
"It is nothing, Dany. They are here not to hurt us."
"Really?"
"Yeah. You did not need to worry."
The stall owner from before walks toward their table and puts down the food. Viserys looks at him in shock and says.
"You are also one of them, huh?"
"Of course, my lord. We are all."
Viserys grunt a little and look at the man who greets them.
"Take a seat and have some talk."
"Of course, my lord."
He takes a seat, and Viserys looks him right in the eyes.
"He already told you the reason why you are here, right?"
"Yes. Our lord already told us to protect you from people who try to give you a gift and be your eyes around the world."
"Good. Do you guys need instruction, or are you already spreading out and gathering information?"
He smiles and says.
"You did not need to worry, my lord. We are already everywhere, and we are watching and hearing. Tell us what you want to know, and we will deliver."
"Very well. What is your name?"
"This one name is Jaqen H'ghar. You can call me Jaqen, my lord."
"I see."
Viserys releases a sigh and says.
"You can follow us for now. We will talk about the work later. For now, I need to take my sister around the city."
Jaqen nods his head, gets up, and says.
"We will be waiting for your command, my lord."
He walks to the nearby alley and disappears into the alley. Viserys only sighs, looks at the food in front of him, and starts to eat them. He hums a little because the food is delicious. While eating his food, Viserys thinks of expanding Lys and making it into a powerhouse in the entire Essos and making sure the Seven Kingdoms did not dare to attack his kingdom when his identity came out.
As much as he wants to change his family name or something, the Targaryen name still carries some weight, and he needs that to gather allies against the White Walkers.
So he needs to increase Solaris's military strength so that when the Seven Kingdoms have a great idea of invading his kingdom, they will find that his kingdom is not something that can be taken over easily.
While thinking and eating, an idea enters his brain.
Viserys looks at the stall owner and waves his hand. The man walks toward him and says.
"My lord?"
"Tell Jaqen to send someone to the Iron Islands. Tell him to watch out for a rebellion."