Chapter 43.4- The Seadragon's Roar
Added 2025-11-06 07:05:34 +0000 UTCSo the mirror had a black and red wooden frame with dragons carved into it. It was beautiful by every estimation, and rare was not even beginning to cut it. She would have the best mirror in all the Seven Kingdoms, and it wasn’t even close. Of course, that was if you didn’t include the Stepstones or Driftmark. I’d shipped dozens of mirrors for stocking High Tide in the months since our major orders for glass dried up and we had extra capacity to work with. Of course, the extra capacity would hopefully be coming to an end today, but that was for later on.
“And the other thing?” I asked.
“Ready as well, my lord” He said, moving to a drawer and opening up to reveal a hand mirror. One of the first of its kind in this world. This was the main product I would be selling. Because I had little illusions that any house without the last name Lannister, Hightower, or Targaryen, could comfortably afford the luxury that was a full length mirror. The mirror was the hero product that would draw all the attention when I presented it, having them paying attention so I could then come out with the hand mirror.
It would still be expensive— a luxury only the richest or vainest of nobles would stomach, but the good thing about court was that it was filled with the vain. Every Lord would want his daughter to have one once the Princess was seen with one. My goal here was to turn my mirrors into the kind of status symbols that everyone wanted and somehow managed to remain valuable even with some modicum of mass supply. Their inherent utility would ensure that, at the very least.
“Good. I will be coming with the Lord Lannister later today. Polish the mirror before then. We won’t be selling to him, but best we get him interested nice and early” I said. Thoren nodded. Rhaenos understood ships, Parvella understood numbers, and what made Thoren good at his job was that he understood people. I hadn’t promoted him because of his glassmaking experience. The differences between my process and Myr’s were so numerous as to make it night and day. And that wasn’t even considering the fact that he hadn’t been all that far along in his training in the first place.
“Keep up the good work.” I said, ending my visit as abruptly as it began and making my way to my third destination for the day.