An Ambition to Reach the Good Old Days

Meereen, 270 AC

1 week after the letter

[Yaprak zo Loraq]

I stand and watch as the funeral continues. It is very funny. When my parent decided to have a feast, our mansion would be full.

Yet, when It is about sending them off, nobody cares. Except, some people from my father's family.

They too not here with goodwill. They just have an image to protect. If they do not even go to their family's funeral, they would be ungrateful.

Ungrateful bastards.

'Your father took loans from us. Now that he is dead, It is your duty to pay his debts.'

Immoral leeches. They did not even wait one day and tried to take all money that my father left me. When I said gold is over, ships in port were targeted. When only one unfinished ship was left, my slaves were taken.

Some even tried to take Huseyin away. He said he is not a slave. They looked at him as a fool. I am sure that they were thinking, 'Why this idiot does not steal and run?'

I too think the same. What does he want from me? I was left with nothing. When I asked him, he said he was loyal to my father. Now that he is dead, he is loyal to me.

What a weird slave!

In the end, I was left with a summer resort, an unfinished ship, a weird slave, and some gold that I prevented from being taken as a funeral cost.

There was also my secret storage. As my father traveled a lot and he traded exotic goods from different cities, he always brought different things to me. If they are fancy enough, I would show them to my old friends. If not, I would just toss them into storage.

With time, there were enough goods to be counted as pricey. This was my last insurance.

The funeral was boring, as expected. There were not even the bodies of my parents. They were not found after all.

Pretending leeches left directly after the funeral. I did not expect anything else. Still, I was angry. I feel betrayed.

Same people who laughed with me now laughing at my misfortune.

Treacherous cunts.

I will show them that they made a mistake.

A big mistake by benefiting from my misfortune.

A big mistake by not helping me on my darkest day.

I will take their ships, houses, and slaves.

I will sell their daughters and wives as a courtesan.

I will make them and their sons slave to Huseyin.

The slave of the slave. This is what they deserve. And that's what they will be.

If I cannot make this happen, then the seas should take me as they take my parents.

After arriving at my home, the last place where I can live, I begin to think. I had goods but I do not have any ships. Even if I have, I am not a merchant. I do not know where should buy and where to sell.

I do not have enough money to buy a ship. But, I think I can try to finish my uncompleted ship. As it completes, I will learn what I can about the merchant.

They took precious books from my library, yet there are still many books. My father's travel notes were also not taken. I will read, I will absorb, and I will learn.

The Essos will see the most successful merchant. The richest person who ever lived.