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Chapter 07 The Realms React

~~Author's notes~~

- there wont be a Harry POV in this chapter, for a change-

Twins, Riverlands, 289 AC, Walden Frey POV

Since the seventh damned degree my life has been hell. Five times the fine has come. And five times we paid. The first time I tried delaying. But the last moment Hoster fucking Tully told me there is a missive with him from our king saying if the fine is not paid, to call his banner and over throw my family. The bloody fish demanded that I pay the money or it will be his and the whole realms most esteemed pleasure to remove the Freys for ever. Those were his exact words. And I did.

It didn't end at that. After the earthquake. There was no toll what so ever. Then I really forgot I made a living out of the North being there. Even when I insulted them I didn't bother to remember that. We were living very frugally after that.

Then Tywin Lannister annulled the marriage with his son Emmon and Tywin's sister Genna. Emmon returned here with his three children. As for the fourth one and the only one that is worth something is not his but a bastard. Tywin went as far as to give a lot of money to legitimize the boy and announced the news of giving him Tarbeck Hall in the future. This started a chain event, many a houses started sending their wives and children back.

Though there was a few that had the decency to just cut off any relation to us and not the people they married. And the members in my house increased. Some of my idiotic and restless sons decided to rape a few smallfolks and raid a few villages of other Lords. Then the Starks sent a big company of men to keep the borders to Neck in check. Its not like there is gold there or anything. But no body was allowed there at all. So any bandits or rapists that stepped foot in there were promptly killed or sent to Riverrun where the Tully sent them to the wall.

The north has kindly given the service of a single ship that will work for the watch to sent people from Runestone to White Harbour. Something tells me this was expressly for my children. We were laying low after that.

We were literally tamed and living in fear now. Then the news of North trading new things came to us. I was bloated with jealousy just then. How they reached that far and keep on growing is beyond me. But the fact that they are in huge debt with the Iron bank is the only thing that comforts me.

It could have been a great haul for us if things were like before. Now even if the trade starts we wont be rich like before. And then the bridge was made the toll started coming in again. But now there are two bridges just like us Starks also gets toll. Starks are lucky no doubt about it.

But now I am waiting for a spark, a rope anything to pull us out of this mess. I am even doing something I have nver done before. Praying to the seven to help me.

Riverrun, Riverlands, 289 AC, Hoster Tully POV

It was all supposed to go so well. First it was that Petyr trying to spoil my plans. Lysa was in love with that useless thing. And Cat thought he was her best friend. He on the other hand was in love with Cat. He may have made something with his life now. But at that time he was a nobody. How my girls saw anything in him I will never know. My brother betrayed his duty, and family. That Brandon Stark betrayed his duty and married that whore and now made a spawn. I thought Ned Stark would just take the seat and remove the little problem. But no. Honorable Stark has to do the right thing. Its because he has to do the right thing that he married my Cat, but still. Why can't he see. Riverlands, North and Vale ruled by the same blood, how magnificent of a time this could have been.

No matter. Even the king almost bit my head when I mentioned removing that boy of the line of succession.

The only good thing that came out of this rebellion is Lysa marrying Jon Arryn and the damned Freys being put in their place. Something the whole realm agreed. The earthquake did cause us all harm, financial harm. But the one that was hurt the most was also the Freys, which brought a bit of a satisfaction to me.

Then I heard they borrowed money to pay off the damages of the keeps of their bannermen. I was beyond angry. Are they going to ruin their House to bankruptcy. What are the Starks even thinking. After the earth quake. There was little to no news except that there are huge constructions undergoing. I think they said the North borrowed a huge amount of money from the Iron Bank to pay off their workers for their construction. Which might go on for decades according to the maester. If nothing else then this will certainly bankrupt them. I have already washed my hands of them. I was expecting a letter from Cat expecting to ask me of help, and I might even have given it, if it was my blood thats going to rule the North. But now, not going to happen.

But then they brought out new trading products. Newer, faster types of ships. Fully equipped army stationed at the border of our lands, which actually made me worry a bit. Trades to west which is far from us and never heard of. They are freaking selling of ice and getting money. That's like me selling soil and water. But to them its getting them fucking coins. I hear they have shops in all over Westeros and many Essosi cities now. They are selling their products and avoiding the middle man. And I here that all the money they get goes to the Iron bank directly, may be they are in a hurry to pay of that huge debt?

And to break all my expectations they built an impossible bridge connecting both the North and south and also completed the canal and rebuilt Moat Cailin. Which is now in a city which can have more than 200,000 people living in it. And here I thought they were going to be bankrupt. Still not all of the news of north has been heard. May be all is not lost some how if I am able to eliminate that boy, no matter how much of a golden goose he is. There might still be hope for my dream to come true. Its just one more Stark, nothing big.

Casterly Rock, Westerlands, 289 AC, Tywin Lannister POV

The damn Dragons are removed from their pedestal. My legacy will soon sit on the throne which Aerys denied me. There are only two things that vexed me so. My two sons.

My eldest because he decided that staying as a glorified bodyguard is the best thing in the whole world, other than showing his loyalty to his House, he is standing guard for the husband of his twin sister while he fucked every whore in King's landing, and drank himself to an early grave. He had a chance to be free I was willing to pay his weight in gold for his freedom from that damned oath. But he denied.

Then there is the bane of my existence, my second son. He was born taking the only thing that I ever loved, my Joanna. The only thing he ever does is drink read and drink again. Now that the North has brought in new several types of alcohol he is drinking even more now. But cant blame him though. The whiskey, firwhiskey and frostwhiskey they make are exquisite. The fact that its only ever meant to the upper class makes it even more appealing. Then comes the butterbeer, beer, vodka and similar things. They really overthrew Arbor and Dorne from the alcohol business.

Their new innovations and inventions are quite fascinating. But my source in all things North died in the earth quake. Then after I was not able to place a single spy anywhere in North. I have mt doubts that they have learned how to play the game. But who? Certainly not the Ned Stark. That man has not a single bone for these things. It might be the new lord. The boy Stark.

I tried to get into their lands by offering gold to build their canal. It might have taken decades and by then I would have drilled my way into most of their income from the canal. Maybe even owned half of it.

But they denied ME, and went to the Iron Bank. When I contacted my contact at the bank he said the Starks have never borrowed any money that he knows of. But my spies in all the realms say that money from the shops they have everywhere goes straight to the bank if not to pay off the debt then why do they deposit every coin in the bank.

The fact that I cannot see whats happening in north is really infuriating. Its not that I have not tried, I have sent spies from beggars to merchants into Cailin city and the so called Wintercity, to get the secrets of their land. I wonder if its as great as they say it is. Rumors from merchants say they rebuild not just Wintertown, but Winterfell and every other Keep and Ports. They say King's Landing may fall, Moat Cailin may fall, Storm's End or even Casterly rock could fall but Winterfell will never fall.

Lets assume the rumors are true. Why built something so big? How did they build something so big so fast and hide the news from leaking out? What are they preparing for? A war? Then with who? Why the need for so many ships or this good ones?"

The Starks didn't seems to just take all the wealth they are giving it to their bannermens too. I had written to the Boltons to get some feel of the game there. But his reply was. 'Its all well in north, thank you for your concern hope everything is the same in west'. If even the Boltons are muted then this new lord or the people with him are not ordinary. But then it all changed when they completed the canal and bridge was completed.

I send people just to see and come back and report, not to go excessive. That went well. The rumors are true. All of them are true and thats not all. They have secrets to glass, and many new seamsters and artistic jewelers. Those three are their new businesses. And also now we know the reason for the lack of food being brought by north. They are making their own food. They have hoards of glass gardens. They have atleast 20,000 fully armed standing army. Their castles are fortresses. Not just one, all of them.

It surprisingly uses the same method that the Valyrian dynasty used. Fused stone method. And the company that made the Gray Manse in Bravos seemed to be the ones who have done the work here. All stones are quality granite. I got the information that. The North might have sold itself to the Iron Bank, or else they will not be able to afford it. Hell the whole seven kingdoms can't afford it. And now the Starks have all their home fortified. Now I gets the real reason Bolton blew him off. Roose Bolton was a bit scared of the Starks now.

I begin to realize that, the incident where there was words raised over their beverages by the faith, the north remained unresponsive, even the Crown remained unresponsive. But now I see what happened, the north dealt with it. And that too cleanly. And now begin to see the connection of why the filthy whorehouses of Baelish burned down. That was ruthless but with all the deniability in the world. The whole matter died down too. Now even I am feeling a bit cold in my back.

Highgarden, The Reach, 289 AC, Olenna Tyrell POV

I am sitting here listening to a bunch of idiots from my house (Redwyne) complain about the sale of their product going down by more than half since last year and this year it doesn't seemed to be any better, worse as a matter of fact. And this is the sale all over Essos and Westeros. Even people of Reach seemed to be more interested in these other liquor than wine. Quite frankly I am more interested in butterbeer, frostwhiskey and firwhiskey myself. I feel refreshed more than drunk when I drink these.

"My lords the north has crossed the limit they have forgotten who fed them all these years and have invaded into our field. This will not be left unanswered." my idiot son said.

"I have already written to that little kid who calls himself the lord about this. If he wants us not to be an enemy to north he will surrender his business to us."

All the other lord common sense to look down.

"Shut up you stupid oaf. The reply to your letter came." I point to the door. There stood the maester with a bunch of papers.

"Well maester let us hear it. What does the boy have to say." the maester glupped and read the letter.

"Yes my lord this is directly from the young lord Harrold Stark addressed directly to you. My Lord."

"Well out with it." I was loosing my patience here.

"To Lord Mace Tyrell, I was really devastated to hear the news of lose in your wine business. We didn't start this business to make lose for you. This I swear on the old gods and new. But if you did then that's none of my problem. If you can't properly behave like a lord when you communicate with another of your same stature or save your own business, well that is yours, your people and your family's problem especially your mother's not mine. You want to take my business? Try your best. I will give you the same reply your grand father gave my great grand father. The letter is enclosed as proof if you want. This is when my family literally begged for food when we were in the middle of winter for a discount, he had a similar tone to your. Its nothing personal my lord its just pure business. I don't want to be on bad terms with your house or Reach for that matter. But if you talk like that with me or anyone in my house again… I urge you to remember what the people of my land says my lord.

The North Remembers.

Harrold Stark, Lord of Winterfell, head of House Stark, Lord Paramount and Warden of the North.

P.S. while I am righting this I might as well report this straight. We won't be needing any food from Reach this year. Or the coming years."

I looked to Mace and the rest of the lords. First we only one had problem. Now that north has stopped buying food every single one here had problems. For a lot longer than I thought they had their mouth wide open.

"That's preposterous. What does he mean he doesn't need food. What do we do with all that we have harvested."

"We should retaliate. He has businesses in Reach when all of them are broken down he will get an idea of who he is playing with."

One by one all of them started talking about indirectly calling the banners.

"That's enough." that was Randyll Tarly one of the only three in this room to remain silent. "Lord Redwyne. Can your ships defeat the Northern ones?"

"No their number may be lower than us for now. But they have the most advanced ships I have ever seen. By sea its impossible to take their land. All their ports are heavily fortified. And sea is the only way we can take the North since the way through land is no longer an option."

"And through land its impossible too. I have seen reports of their new standing army. The only thing we see is glass breaking on stone. The glass being us. The boy is right to challenge us. He no longer needs our help and we went ahead and woke the sleeping beast. He is angry, and he has the right to. The Starks have the final word in North. They are more united than any other realm. Lets not forget, Ned Stark is the King's best friend. If you cant hold a competition, then you are not qualified to compete. That last one to really poke this beast was the High Septon and the littlefinger. I don't think any of us want to see all our fields and stores set ablaze in our sleep right? That's all I have to say."

"I will be the one making decisions here Lor.."

"SHUT UP MACE. He is right. You will think a hundred times before you send Tywin Lannister a letter like that. I suggest you add this boy to that list from now onwards. We will find ways to renegotiate with the Starks. There must be something he wants. We will give it. For now let this cool down a bit and I will personally make a trip to North or invite him down here to have a talk. Soon." how I would like to forget that I just agreed to Randyll Tarly. All because my idiot son. He was so happy that north ordered too much food the other year, that idiot. Now he may have cause us irreparable damage. Did I really drop him when he was born, or did someone exchanged my real son for someone else at birth.

I need to learn more about this boy before jumping into a meeting with him. Lets wait a year or so. The Lords can ca .

King's Landing, Crownlands, 289 AC, Jon Arryn POV

Controlling Robert's proclivities is a full time job. When we were preparing for the rebellion behind everybody's back and selecting Robert as the figure head for the rebellion, none of us thought that this is going to end up like this. The realm is still barely hanging by a thread. All he does is whore around and get drunk.

Thank the seven for Petyr. If not for him I have no idea how to manage the financial ruin our Kingdom to hit. My wife is also happy to have her friend near by. He has many new ventures that will give us much better returns. The Lannisters will help when we really need. Good thing that wild girl is dead if not then we will have the lions against us.

But from what I hear they are doing good for themselves. I also hear they are under huge debt. But I think with all these new ventures the kid keeps coming up with, they will be out of it in a few years.

But that issue with the High Septon and the whore houses being burned down. The citizens are really on the edge now a days. And I think they will remain so for a few years. Too shame for a member of the faith to stoop so low. And that too when we have almost accomplished what we have set out to do. By the looks of it even if I one day die, the realm will go in this same direction. It will unit under the light of seven. The only odd ball is north, but since they are becoming a big city they cannot avoid the influence of seven. Then I will really have completed what my ancestors had set out to do.

King's Landing, Crownlands, 289 AC, Petyr Baelish POV

I played the bloody game. I assumed the worst. But the boy stopped just like his father. His father showed mercy and let me live, and now he is dead.

I played the fucking game. He was 9 - 10 years old. He should not have been able to disintegrate a a situation which included the faith this easily. He should not have been able to destroy my five years of hard work this easily. He should not have been able to figure out that I was the one behind it per say. He should not have been able to find out my spy, my best one. He was to work as a stable boy for fuck sake. He is bloody 10 YEARS OLD GOD DAMMIT. I had to act like its nothing in front of Varys and Pycelle. While they smirked right at my face. Lord Arryn was worried if I was alright. Like the old fool knows what is going on. No one will believe Ned Stark or a Little boy of 10 can accomplish what he did.

When Brandon Stark took away everything I ever wanted. I waited to strike him back and I did. I spread the rumor which got him to King's Landing and killed him. I have to now wait. Wait to lead that boy into the most dangerous spot for him. The place where his life will be taken. I can wait, I am good at waiting. I am still waiting for my Cat. The only woman I ever loved. According to what I heard that boy is the brains behind all the North has accomplished. After I destroy the boy North will be easy pickings. But while he is alive, the North is untouchable.

A 10 year old boy that can make that happen is more dangerous than Tywin Lannister himself.

King's Landing, Crownlands, 289 AC, Varys POV

The realm is going almost just like the way we planned it. With this stag on the throne the people will yearn for the return of the dragon. Getting rid of the Starks, Daynes and distancing the Dorne from the rest of the realm at the same time removing the last person who knew of little Aegon is just pure genius.

As per the new information, young Griff is growing up to be good king. When the time comes he will rule and uplift this realm from the ruin the stag will leave it in. The Lannisters will be judged for their "crimes". so will the Baratheon brothers and the Starks. The trouts will follow the Lannisters. And the Tyrells will not be growing for long.

The Starks will now be a little difficult to oppose and control, since the earth quake. Their navy is getting better by the day and its impossible to take them by the land. And if the developments and constructions in their lands are true getting inside might be next to impossible. Even my birds have stopped singing in Winterfell long ago.

So an internal strife might be the only way. The Boltons might join our cause for the right incentive.

I heard about the head on littlefinger's table and the note he crumbled and threw into the fire place. My little birds told me descriptions of the head. It is one of littlefinger's best spies. So it was a warning. It didn't take long for me to connect the dots. So the young wolf is not a quite one like his reagent. He needs to be dealt with fast of there will be hell to pay. For me and my plans. If ever the boy knows my hand in his mothers death.

There is no remote chance in that actually happening. But still, if he in turn connects some dots that we have left behind, then what awaits me might be a fate worse than death. He doesn't seems like the one to go for a trial. He might be an obstacle in the way for our king, Illyrio needs to know. May be he can send the best team of assassins money could possibly buy to end the boy before he becomes a man. Who knows what his talents are other than the ones he already displayed.

Watergardens, Dorne, 289 AC, Elia Martel POV

I had a fit when I found out that Doran wanted to marry of my baby Rhaenys to Viserys for the iron throne. When I said I'd rather leave Westeros with my child to god knows where than get back in the game of thrones with him, he somewhat relented. Obe never goes against Doran. But when I reminded him of his days before he met me at Sunspear after the news of my death he was against it too.

Now that one of his avenues of "revenge" is no more he plans to make an betrothal contract with the same person for his own daughter little Ari. Since I have no right to decide what happens to her I will leave that to his wife. No matter how much Doran tries we are the children of the same mother and I will know of every single plan of his before he even makes them.

When I saw him after so long, he was a real broken man. And my heart really did bleed seeing as such. But he needs the revenge were one barely even exists. Good thing he had the common sense to remove the name of Starks from his enemies. When it was just that man we were not a mach for the Starks who are under his protection.

But if what I hear are correct, Ashara's boy really made a change in the North. And now it will be even more trouble some than facing us in the Dorne. He would have been such a great match for my little Rhaenys. I better not think it out loud, if not my brother will get new ideas. My baby girl is no longer a baby, she has blended nicely into being a sand snake and as one of Obe's bastard daughter. Ellaria loves her as her own child. That's all I ever wanted for her, to live with surrounded with people who loves and cherishes her

Though our the Arbor business took a hit from the new Northern drinks. Arbor Gold and Dornish wines didn't. We buy them too especially butterbeer. The girls love them. Not to mention frostwhiskey for the adults here. It cools down the body a lot in this heat.

I do hope Ashara's boy has good fortunes in all his endeavors. After all we owe it to the Starks for our lives now, me and my daughter.

North, Westeros, 289 AC, 3rd p POV

Wintercity

The older peoples in north seemed to remember the days in the past that goes by without food in the cold winters. They remember keeping one eye opened when they sleep, to be on the look out for, raiders, reavers and wildlings. No more. We live in strong houses. We have enough food that we don't have to worry about our children starving. Not just that. We are taught jobs so we can live an independent life.

Maybe new people coming from the south was a bit too much, and sharing our home with them was not a happy occasion at first. But these people were the same as us. Starved and scared. But other than to outsiders they were scared for insiders. The talks of the ones wearing golden cloaks have now replaced the old Nan's stories of white walkers.

This is all possible thanks to our new Lord Stark. Lord Harrold Stark. We thought that when his mother was a southerner he will be similar to the new Lady Stark. She is kind but not out of her heart completely. Out of duty probably. She doesn't really care for us, the people.

But our Lord is entirely different. We can voice our complaint to the Lord Commander of the City Guards about one of his subordinates. If the guard says any lies, all we have to do is go to our Lord. Even at this young age he can catch lies like an apple from a tree. People are afraid and respective. Afraid only if you have done something wrong.

A young boy riding a pony literally draws the love from his people just from his smile. He made orphanages fro kids without parents in the city. Those kids get free food, sweets, toys and everything. He sends men to other footholds and bring any new kids that might have lost their parents and home. He does the same for old people that have lost everyone or everyone have left them.

Just as he is kind he is ruthless to hard criminals. The ones ho rapes is not killed but, his manhood is cut off and is sent to north to freeze his ass off. Murderers are given a life in prison. And just when they have lost all hope they will be killed to save that space for someone else. Thieves are sent to the wall without a chance for them to defend sometime. Its as if the Lord knows someone who steels for survival and someone who's job is steeling.

The prison is underground inside the administrative building. There are four buildings to that purpose. Four sides of the city, East, North, South and West all has separate guard offices. And the east one is the biggest and in between the City's East gate and the East gate of Winterfell. Now we are living. Then? we were surviving. And to us one person made that difference. For us he is the wolf that brought dawn to the people of north. May he reign in glory and live in peace.

Pyke, Iron Islands, 289 AC, Balon Greyjoy POV

The damn tsunami set us back by more than 2 year. But Euron and Victarion was very successful in filling our quota this fast by raiding away from the Westeros in secret. Slavery is the best way to get rich fast. And now the time of set back has reduces to just an year and a half.

According to Euron attacking North by the time we had planned to begin the attack will be a difficult one, so he recommended that we start withe the lions and the flowers. But Rodrick and Maron has different opinions of it. They want to attack the north too especially Moat Cailin.

Even if he is my son I have to say that's stupid. We are here trying to see for a way to make the Norther navy as they call it not involved in the coming rebellion when the others have surrendered we can deal withe north. Alone they might not be a problem for our fleet of 1000 ships or so. But we cannot focus our attention solely on North. So we are now making plans on attacking the areas including Shield Islands in Reach and the Westerlands starting from Lannisterport.

We are still under discussion about what to do about the North and their new fastest ships in all the seas. A hostage would do the trick but who and how do we get them past all that new defence they have made up?

Myr, Essos, 289 AC, Ser Oswell Whent POV

Ser Willem Darry died not long ago. The servants tried to steel the royal families stuff, and tried to get me on their side. I am glad to say none of them breaths the same air as me now. The princess once asked me,

"Ser when ever we move to another city you have a different name. You have even tried to come in between my brother hurting me. Why do you stay and not betray us like the other." not a question you expect from a child of 6 years.

"I am a knight employed by your mother. Her sole request on her death bed was to protect you and guide you to the best of my abilities, I have not sworn my blade to your brother your grace. But to your mother. I will under all times be here to protect you to the best of my abilities, even to my last breathe."

I hear news of the usurper whoring and drinking away the royal treasury. I hear the new business ventures of the North.

Its a good thing that more that 70% of the royal treasury was not there, but in the Iron Bank. It will only be accessible to descendant. Something the queen had the courage to do before the war came to an end. The Lion who had already seen the content of the treasury might be thinking that we lost it in the storm. Since we are living a very frugal life. But the coin is only accessible to the King or Queen, a Targaryen one on the Iron Throne.

The princess is doing well in the secret lessons about the world including politics, economics and history that me and a teacher that I employed is teaching her to the best of our ability.

She is interested in learning to defend herself now too. Since one day her brother said she had woken the dragon and hit her while I was late on a errand. Now I sent servants for errands after that. All the 'king' ever does is the same as the one sitting on the iron throne. Even tried to take the queen jewelry for that once when I didn't give him the money. But I said its the princess's by right. But he hit me in the face and called me a servant and left with the money I gave to appease him. He has so many similarities to Aerys it scares me sometime.

One day I might just have to leave with the princess. So far she is open to it too. But we will wait for the opportune moment. The guy who has saved me and Arthur gave me a last resort, just in case. If everything else fails I'll use it along with the Princess.

Now our hosts have been fed up with the prince. Now we will have to move to another place. Or city soon. I the last few years we have been thrown out of 5 homes and Lys entirely. 2 in Myr alone. May be the next city will be Tyrosh or Pentos.

Asshai, Essos, 289 AC, Melisandre POV

I saw a glimpse of him in the fire. He was in the free cities. In Valyria, in the Red Waste, the Gray Waste, almost everywhere. And I saw the influences he has caused in his home since he went back. He is like a beacon of light, a forest fire where I am a candle lite flame. He also has a companion a bird formed solely of fire, in the color of shadow. If he is not the champion of our god then who is. But he has an equal in here with his same energy. Even though not exactly the same power as him. She is his only equal in this world. And she is also far above me, she also has a companion bird similar to him.

The lord has not guided me to him. Yes he has shown me to him. But now is not the time for us to meet. When it is I will serve him with all my heart. Body mind and soul.

Location Unknown, Essos, 289 AC, ? (Daphne Greengrass) POV

He hasn't found me yet. But I found him. The boy who lived is famous no matter which world he is. My man is gaining name all the way over in another continent and he is only ten. The story seems oddly familiar. I know he might be searching for me. But its a little difficult to find me. When he was in Bravos building that beautiful Manse I was in Myr managing my business. When he was is Myr I was in Qarth were an idiot tried to kidnap me and was burnt to death by Aurora. He was some kind of Warlock. The wards in the manse is his handy work. I still haven't made a wand for myself. Why bother when your husband is one of the best enchanters of this or any other worlds.

Some of the stupid Magisters and their sons have tried to court me. Much to their disappointment, I was really not interested it, and my father was not one to be offended and I and my elves watch out for him all the time. Even though I have not made big leaps like certain someone I have made a name for myself, the Golden Goddess because of my hair.

Because the first ever business I started was so successful father started asking me help in all of his ventures. The business I manage is something similar to a hotel business in our old world. Quite a successful one if my father gave me full permission to run it however I like it. My father's family is one of the Key Holder families and he is one of the actual key holder in Iron Bank because he is the head of the family.

The many new reforms I have brought out in the bank has earned me their hard earned respect, so I am in an advisory position in the bank even when I am so young. Also the reason why so many magisters want to marry me. I have been recommending the bank owners to not respond to the rumors that my husband has borrowed money from them, that idiot still misses the most important part all the time.

Once I heard my future relatives are staying at one of my hotels I went over to meat them in a guise that they are VIPs. I think I won them over. That little illusion tech of his won't work in front of my eyes and these guys had Harry's grown up faces drawn all over them. Mostly his uncles or one could even be his father but I heard he died. Then one of them introduced themselves. James Potter, how original Harry. Thats him, my husband ladies and gentlemen, cant think of a name to save his ass. He wont give that name to just a nobody this person is my future father in law. There must be a good reason for the disguise. May be I should learn their land's history, cultures and language more deeply. And you know what? I will.

I will maybe have to wait for a few more years but I know he will definitely find me soon.