Chapter 97

Domeric opened his eyes and looked at the sun shining on his face through the window.

Still feeling a little sleepy, he pulled his pillow to his face and tried to go back to sleep once again but he knew that he won't be able to so after trying for a little while, he pulled himself off the bed and looked outside at the growing city through his one way mirror.

He could see the half completed wall in the distance. At the rate with which it was building, the whole wall will only take one or two more years to complete.

The main reasons why the wall was being built at such a rapid pace was because 1. He had used a vast area magic to create a strong foundation for the wall so they didn't have to waste time to dig a deep foundation themselves. 2. He had made the every resource available to the builders at a walking distance. And 3. He had hired a 'lot' of builders. And the builders were quite dedicated to the work as the slackers got their pay cut while those who showed results gained bonuses.

He supposed that this was his mantra for all the infrastructures he was building all across his realm.

Produce all the building materials required, the hire a lot of workers and put competent people in charge.

He looked to the right side of the growing city and could see the marvel of the hard work of his Glass Makers.

The 100 glass houses he had commissions had already been completed. He had also put a lost of effort by bringing some of the most fertile soil from down south and putting that soil inside the glass houses along with a good deal of fartilizer.

By now he had already completed carving runes in half of them. But regardless, the farmers selected for this task have already planted the plants he provided them with and they would be ready for harvest in due time.

Then, he won't have to go to the Arbor whenever he wanted some fresh tropical fruits for breakfast. Or won't have to import every damn spice from either Dorne or Summer Isle.

He looked to the East and although he could not see the port from where he was standing, he could still see the boats going along the Weeping Water river from Dreadfort to Bolton Port.

The port had also grown by a fair amount in the past year. And so had the fleet which now stood at 200 ships strong.

The ships builders had worked hard in the last year, building and adding one more ship to his fleet every 4-5 days.

The result was that he now had 60 Carracks, 60 Galleons, 30 brig, 20 whaler ships and 30 War Galleys. Plus there were 20 more galleys that Muron took from the various skirmishes with the pirates. Most of which had already been repaired and added to his fleet, taking it to a total of 220 ships.

Of course, his fleet was still nothing compared to the Redwynes who had an impressive Fleet of 1200 ships. 1000 trading ships and 200 War Galleys. Let alone the Behemoth known as Braavos which had a fleet of 3400 ships to it's name. 3000 trading ships and 400 War Galleys.

But then again, Braavos and Arbor are both large trading hubs and have built such a large fleet over a long period of time while his fleet is only 4 years old.

He still took a great amount of pride in his Fleet. Because even if it was no match for the Redwynes or Braavosi Fleet, it was still the second largest Fleet in Westeros, overtaking the Royal Fleet and Iron Fleet with the 160 ships and 100 ships by sheer numbers alone.

Not that he felt much of an accomplishment as the Royal Fleet and Iron Fleet didn't give him much of a challenge.

Still, there were so many great houses in Westeros that had a port of their own. Lannisters, Hightowers, Arryn of the Gulltown, Baratheon of the Storms end and the Martell. And he had not only built a port out of nothing but had also created the second largest fleet in the Seven kingdoms in only 4 years.

Yes, he was proud of his fleet.