A Dragon Raised Snow

Illyrio Mopatis

I used the quote, kingJonerys  you will see what I mean when you read it.

Aegon

He felt strange being back at the estate, the same estate he knew Daenerys had stayed at years before. He looked to her seeing her frown and squint a certain artifacts in nostalgia. Sometimes positively and sometimes not so much. He knew if it felt strange for him to be back then it was even stranger giving she lived here longer than him and with her brother no less. The same brother that sold her in this very same estate.

There were so many memories for her and he felt himself reaching out to her. Grabbing ahold of her hand, he gave it a quick squeeze in comfort. She was a little surprised, he could tell by the way she looked down at their interlocked hands and then to him giving him a cool smile to try to reassure him. He wasn't the one who wanted to reassurement, but he took it anyway letting go of her hand just in case one of the guards or servants saw.

Shuffling in his seat, her looked around the familiar audience chambers. The soft marble floors glistening in the noon sun, its pattern looking like an ocean wave with the light greys clashing with the soft off-white colour. It looked expensive as did the large pearly white pillars on either side of the balcony door that led out to the balcony. He hadn't been out there before, but he knew that it overlooked the large extent of the narrow sea looking directly at his home. Well, not his home anymore he thought to himself finding his eyes looking directly at his Queen as she kept her eyes training on the door that the guard had left through to gather his master.

Arriving on two dragons had made it very difficult for Illyrio to refuse to see them. It would make it hard for anyone to refuse them, especially ones who wanted to live to see tomorrow. As if they heard his thoughts, Dragon and Rheagal roared overhead, making their presence known to everyone in the estate and Pentos too. He was sure he felt the floor rumbling, but the thought only made him smile a little. It felt right somehow, to be surrounded by Dragons, to be by Daenerys side. It just felt... safe.

He took a deep breath and stood knowing he was not supposed to be sitting by her side, not if they were to keep the visard that he was only a guard, a commander. So he stood, moving to stand just behind her, his hands on the hilts of his swords as he looked down at the back of her head knowing by the way she took a deep breath that she didn't like the fact he had stood. But she had no time to argue the fact because the doors opened with a loud echoing sound, revealing four guards all holding spears and shields and surrounding a finely dressed man.

He had to suppress a smile thinking about what Daenerys had told him she used to call him when she was small. It was an adequate description of him he had to be honest. His oily beard sparkling in the sunlight as if it was filled with jewels, the hands that were filled with jewels swollen like the rest of him. His fake smile aimed at both of them as he recognised both he and Daenerys, his eyes widening as Daenerys stood from her seat. She was dressed in light violet dress, one that brought out her most defining feature, her eyes. Its longs sleeves covering her skin as to keep her from getting too cold on the journey here. Her breachers underneath the dress donned for a similar reason, the practicality and beauty of the dress was evident. 

"Daenerys Stormborn, what an honour to see you again in my home and as a Queen no less." He said softly, bowing slightly as he grew to halt only a few feet away from them. His guards had spread out around the room, taking up odd places at to keep an eye on the exits and their guests.

He saw Daenerys offer a small smile, one that didn't meet her eyes what-so-ever. "And I Khaleesi" She added showing she knew that he had a part to play in her marriage to Drogo but he also knew that Daenerys had let that go a long time ago when she had fallen in love with the man. She wouldn't be where she was today if not for Drogo but that fact didn't mean he liked the idea of what happened. He thoughdid feel some type of way and knew that whatever she felt for Drogo was not real love, as she had told him multiple times.