ILYRIO MOPATIS
Ilyrio grew up on the streets of Pentos an Orphan from the age of eight. He teamed up with Varys and the two stole and used the secrets of Nobles to blackmail and become rich. Varys became an information broker and eventually Master of Whispers to Aerys Targaryen and now Robert Baratheon. Ilyrion became a Spice Lord and eventually Magister of Pentos. He married twice, his first wife betrayed him and she committed suicide or so it seemed. His second wife was not of noble birth, but they loved each other. Unfortunately she died of the plague before she could bare Mopatis any children and Ilyrio never married again.
Ilyrion has a private army of three thousand Unsullied and five bodyguards led by a former Pit Fighter named Strong Belwas, then there is the Exiled Lord Jon Connington, A Braavosi sword Master named Ian Moxan, Kyle Rod of Meereen, and Jyles Reen. Mopatis is obese as he loves to eat and hates being hungry for even a second. He solves his problems with his wealth and when he has to be Mopatis can be very ruthless. One month he made a trip to Westeros to visit his old friend Varys and to extend his power and influence into Westeros. Robert rejected him and that is when Mopatis enlisted Varys' help to put the Targaryens back into power.
It was Varys who informed Mopatis where he could find the Targaryens, unfortunately Prince Viserys had dismissed his loyal servants and guards, took his sister and left Braavos. Mopatis' men found the young royal exiles in the city of Norvos living up to his growing reputation of the beggar King. Viserys accepts Mopatis' invitation to Pentos. He houses and shelters the two young Targaryens promising Viserys he would help gain back what was taken from his family. But, it immediately became clear to Mopatis that Viserys was not worthy of becoming a King.
The boy was irrational at times, prone to anger and mood swings. He would often boast of abilities beyond his capabilities; like his sword skill. There is Daenarys to consider, but she is shy and young; soft spoken, not a leader. Maybe after a few years of training she could become someone people would follow. The Targaryens stay with Mopatis for a year. Viserys is a constant nag always asking about Mopatis' plans to put him on the Iron Throne. Then one day he decides to tell Viserys his plans out of frustration.
"Have you ever heard of the Dothraki my King?"
He hunches his shoulders, "In passing...I have heard the words savages, greatest warriors in the world...when someone speaks of them. They seemed to be feared by every Free City in Essos, with the exception of Braavos."
"The Dothraki are horse lords...Great Warriors and Horse Masters...They are led by Khal Drogo...He has never lost a battle and he commands 40,000 riders...I have a good relations with the Dothraki...I recently learned that Khal Drogo is looking for a bride...My agents have been singing the praises of your sister into his ear...Heis curios..."
"So my sister marries the savage and he gives me 40,000 warriors to take back the Iron Throne..."
"Yes..."
"So why not just give me the gold to buy an army with..."
"You need an army that is loyal to you your Grace...Sell Swords are loyal so long as they are paid...And if someone offers them more gold they can buy that army from you..."
"What of the Tyrells? During the war they were loyal to my House. And what of the Martells...My brother was married to one of those Dornish Whores..."
"Yes your Grace...As soon as you cross the Narrow sea you can approach House Martell with an offer of marriage...You can marry Prince Doran's daughter Lady Arianne Martell...With Dorne and the Dothraki at your back no House or army of Westeros can stand against you..."
PRESENT DAY
Mopatis could not believe it. The son of Prince Rhaegar shows up at his doorstep. As soon as Jon/Aegon left Mopatis sent a message to Westeros and then he sends out his spies to learn all he can about this man claiming to be the son of the Last Dragon. Within a week his spies inform him that Jon/Aegon had deposited a large amount of gold with the Iron Bank. Gold he stole from Dragonstone. The legendary secret treasure of Aegon the Conqueror. Two weeks later his friend Varys shows up.
"Varys!" They hug, "While I am pleased to see you my friend...I did not expect you to come..."
"How could I not...Where is he? This Aegon?" As they talk they walk to his solar.
"He is staying on a ship called the Jade Runner in the harbor...My men have spotted him exploring the city..."
"When I got your message I wrote to Maester Aemon Targaryen of the Night's Watch...He confirmed everything...Jon Snow or Stark now is not the bastard son of Lord Eddard Stark; he is the son of Prince Rhaegar. I don't know how this slipped pass me, but I should have known. Rhaegar was not the kind of man given to raping women...Nor is Lord Eddard Stark the kind of man given to breaking his marriage vows so easily."
"Well this changes things."
"How so? What does he want?"
"He wants to meet King Viserys and his sister..."
"And the Iron Throne..."
"Says he doesn't want it, but he would make a far better King than Viserys."
Varys stands up, "I should be heading back to my ship..."
"You're not staying?"
"If only I could my friend...Jon Arryn died just after I received your message and King Robert has gone North to ask the honorable Lord Eddard Stark to be his new Hand...I must be back before he arrives home..."
"Safe travels then...After things are settled with the Dothraki I will come and see you..." As Varys leaves Mopatis' mood changes. He must now tell King Viserys about his nephew who has a stronger claim to the Iron Throne. He decides to sleep on it and deal with the next day. As they sit at morning meal Mopatis clears his throat, "Since I have the two of you together...I believe it is the perfect time to tell you of some new developments..."
"What developments?" Viserys asks pausing to look at Mopatis.
"Do you remember your great Uncle Prince Aemon Targaryen?"
"I know of him. Why do you bring him up?"
"As you know your brother Prince Rhaegar was falsely accused of kidnapping and raping Lyanna Stark."
"Yes lies made up by Robert Baratheon so he could take my family's heritage..."
"Well it turns out that your brother was in love with Lady Stark and she him. They married in secret and produced a child from their union...She named him Aegon."
Viserys jumps up knocking over his chair, "Lies! All lies! A pretender wanting to take my throne or get close to me and kill me..."
"I thought that at first Your Grace. That is why I had my spies look into the matter. And I contacted Maester Aemon...He met with the lad and...Well its all true. Lord Eddard Stark claimed the boy as his bastard and raised him. More recently your Great Uncle met him and he is your nephew..."
"And what does he want?"
"Only to meet you and your sister...He has no interest in the Iron Throne..."
Viserys starts pacing, "Excuse me..." Daenarys says in a soft tone of voice, "But wasn't Rhaegar already married?"
"Yes Princess...He was married to Princess Elia of Dorne. Apparently Princess Elia and Lady Stark were good friends."
"If all this is true does that mean the Starks will support me against Robert Baratheon?"
"Hard to say your Grace..."
PART II
JON
A messenger finally came to Jon in the market as he was touring the city and delivered an invitation to Mopatis' estate. The next evening he goes up with Sam, Donovan, Roland, Arnold, and Able. Mopatis meets with Jon in private first.
"Before I introduce you to his grace your uncle...I must warn you..."
"That he is touched in the head...Has mood swings and thinks very highly of himself...I know." Jon says.
"Oh yes the Information broker..."
Jon just smiles as he had seen through Dream-walking. Mopatis takes him to the dining hall where Viserys and Daenarys are waiting. "May I present their graces Viserys Targaryen the Second of his name,,,Rightful King of the Andels, the First Men, and the Royner. Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm...And his sister Princess Daenarys Stormborn of Dragonstone...Your Graces his highness Prince Aegon Targaryen son of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna of Winterfell."
Jon bows to them both, "He doesn't look like a Targaryen." Viserys says.
"Lucky for me Your Grace..."
Viserys smiles, "We are family call me Uncle nephew..."
"Very well Uncle..." Jon looks at Daenarys and she him, there is an immediate attraction between the two. "Princess I am pleased to meet you..."
"And I you..."
Jon hands them the letter so that they can read it and then they sit at meal. "So Aegon or do you prefer Jon?" Viserys asks.
"Jon is fine...I am still getting use to the idea of Prince Rhaegar being my father."
"Jon then..."
"This is Samwell Tarly and my men are Roland, Donovan, Able, and Martlyne."
"Tarly? Are you of House Tarly who serves the Tyrells?"
"I am your grace...But I ran away from home..."
They sit down to eat, "Magister Mopatis tells me you are here to make our acquaintance."
"Yes..."
"So then I can count on the Starks to support my claim to the Iron Throne?"
"I am here to help in anyway I can, but my family will not just side with me to put you back on the throne. My mother's brother and father were..."
"Lies!" Viserys yells. "My father was not mad..." Jon stairs at him for a few seconds then he continues eating. Viserys stands up, "I am not hungry after all."
After he leaves Jon tries to get Daenarys to open up and eventually she does. They talk for hours even as the servants clear the table. Every now and then Mopatis would make a statement or speak up, but he just watches them. "Why did you run away Samwell Tarly?"
He coughs as Jon and Daenarys had spent the majority of the time speaking to one another. "Um...Short version your grace...I am not the son my father wanted...My size and all..."
"Oh I am sorry..."
"Don't be I found the courage to run away. Had I not Jon and I would have never met."
Eventually Mopatis excuses himself, and then one by one Jon's men; until all that is left is Jon and Daenarys. "Can you use a sword?" Jon asks.
"No...My brother doesn't believe that a Princess should use weapons..."
Jon sees the truth in that statement, but he will allow Daenarys to figure it out. "Many of our female ancestors were warriors...Visenya was one...Queen Allaerys."
Daenarys yawns, "Excuse me...I must retire..."
The morning Jon is in the training yard with his men practicing. Viserys joins them, "Is this Valyrian Steel..." He asks picking up Jon's sword.
"Aye...It is."
He unsheaths the blade, "Where did you get it?"
"I found it on Dragonstone."
Viserys sheaths the sword and puts it down, "I was made to understand that Stannis Baratheon resides at Dragonstone."
"He does..."
After practice Jon finds Daenarys in the gardens. "Have you ever seen the city?"
She looks at him, "My brother doesn't want me to leave the estate."
Jon smiles, "Come." She wears a hooded cloak to hide her hair and Jon takes her through the city. They explore the merchant's quarter, the docks the city square and they go to court When they return home Viserys is upset.
"Dany go to your room! Now!"
"Is something wrong?" Jon asks.
"Robert Baratheon has eyes everywhere..." Mopatis says.
"I see the way you look at my sister...She is not for you...She will marry Khal Drogo." Viserys says raising his voice.
"I only took her on a tour of the city...She wore a hooded cloak the whole time."
Later Jon goes to see Daenarys, her door is open and Viserys is yelling at her. "I see the way you look at him. You better still be a virgin when you marry Khal Drogo."
"Viserys calm down."
"Calm down!" He slaps her and then he grabs her, "You want to..."
That is when Jon grabs him by collar and slings him across the room. Viserys hits the floor and slides as Jon helps Dany up. "You ever hit her again like that and I will kill you..."
Viserys draws his sword and Daenarys gasps, but Jon is faster; drawing his sword Jon blocks the attack and swings again breaking Viserys' blade. Then he kicks Viserys in the chest. When he hits the ground Jon stands over him with his sword ready to strike. "Please don't kill my brother!" She begs.
Jon looks at her and then he places his foot in Viserys' chest and stabs his sword into the floor beside Viserys' head. "I am the son of the Dragon...The Son of Prince Rhaegar...Put your hands on her again and it is I who will wake the Dragon..." Viserys lays on his back cowering. "Do you understand me?"
Jon backs away sheathing his sword and Viserys stands up looking at Mopatis who stands in the doorway.
"I am your King and I order you to kill this pretender..."
"Jon Stark is a guest under my roof. The gods will take poorly to me killing someone I have given guest rights to..."
Viserys storms off. Later Jon is summoned to Mopatis' solar, "Are you sure you don't want the Iron Throne? You see what he is like..."
"I am sure..."
The time finally comes for Daenarys to meet Khal Drogo.
"I guess I have no choice but to meet this Aegon or Jon..."