Everyone looked at Danyla. Though young, she was already close to a grown woman in both stature and mind. Her striking beauty and warm, approachable smile made it impossible to associate her with the ruthless person who had blasted the House of Black and White into a vast crater.
Although everyone knew the broad truth of what had happened, they could not find a shred of evidence linking it to Danyla. The clever ones therefore wisely chose to keep their mouths shut.
After all, though they enjoyed lofty standing and immense wealth in Braavos, none possessed the deterrent power of the Faceless Men. Now that even the House of Black and White had been blown away, they had no wish to see their own palaces suddenly fly sky-high one night.
Yet Braavos had been the most powerful of the Free Cities for centuries. Some people had still allowed pride to blind them.
Just as everyone finished accompanying Danyla around Waterlogged Town and prepared for the return voyage, a handsome young governor suddenly sidled up to her and spoke in a mocking tone.
"Your Highness, don't you think it was quite a coincidence? The moment you arrived at the Menagerie, the spotted long-winged dragon locked in its sturdy cage went out of control. And wasn't it another remarkable coincidence that the House of Black and White, suspected of sending Faceless Men to assassinate you, was blown away that very night?!"
"Could it be..."
Danyla could not help looking in surprise at the exceptionally handsome, arrogant young man before her. Someone still dared to be this bold at a time like this?
"Governor Patirius, do not speak so flippantly before Her Highness."
Sealord Utherys hurriedly interrupted the governor, who was little more than a pretty face, and quickly stepped between him and