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  Thrid Person POV

  Westeros, 295 AC.

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  Jon followed his men outside, with Wils leading them out of the castle, passing once again through a crowd of curious onlookers as they headed out of the gate and towards the camp, which was still bei up, given that the meeting had sted no more than 2 hours, while a crowd of curious spectators watched them from all sides.

  "This is incredible... These giants... I mean, I never imagined I would see this in my life," Wils ented from beside him, he was on horseback with a special saddle, while Jon rode his wolf alongside.

  "I used to think the same thing when I met the first ones in the forest near Winterfell..." Jon spoke with a nostalgic memory, Seryna looked at him at that moment, after all, they had met in this pce.

  "So those stories were true? You really, with 8 namedays, fought against bandits at the small farm?" Wils asked curiously, while both Seryna and Arya looked at Jon, sineither had been there at that time.

  "Well... It might not have been as heroic as they said or I almost died in that flict, but yes, I fought that battle and won by some luck," Jon said, after all, he could have died back then and had more luck than sense.

  'Speaking of which... I really want to revisit that farm, see how the people of Icehill are doing, after all, they were the first people who weled me into this world...' Jon couldn't help but have a mencholic thought about this.

  "I uand... My sister and my brother Loras would love to hear this, after all, they loved your bald when you arrived in this realm. I must admit I didn't believe it, but seeing you, yroup... I 't help but see that I was indeed a fool..." Wils admitted.

  "No, don't put it that way, I uand how hard it sounds that a child could do so many things, but I was never alone, which is what made me succeed in unfavorable situations," Jon spoke calmly, they finally ehe camp.

  The people began to greet Jon as soon as he returned with the group, Wils turo Jon, after all, he would have to return to the castle to talk to his family about the procedures both for the tour and for Jon and his trade agreements. "I must apologize for having to leave at this moment," he said, referring to Jon.

  "It's alright, I will take over my camp at this moment," Jon spoke and Wils nodded, saying goodbye.

  As soon as Wils began to withdraw with some guards, Jouro his camp asking Ziller how things were going.

  "My king, everything is going as pnned. Your tent is ready and you leave the rest to us while you rest," he said.

  "That's good, but I want you to set up the meeti, after all, we have to talk about our stay here," Jon ordered and the man nodded, calling the giants. They quickly heard the order and a tent rger than all the others, including the giants' tent which was still rger than Jon's, as he and his wife did not need as much space as men of 4 meters, was erected quickly, 5 mier, it was ready for use.

  "That's great, now let's first talk," Jon said and all the main members of the camp nodded ao meet Jon, waiting for him.

  The meeting was a way for them to pn their stay, Jon knew he would not have a time of peace for long in fn nds. He had to keep his me and pn for possible exits from some flicts that might arise. The pce was filled by all his royal guards, some giants, dwarves, and Arti soldiers, leaders of ptoons within an Artirian as subdivisions.

  "As you know..." Jon began, standing beside his wife and sister as usual. "We have some not very pleasant looks from the rest of thional nobles," Jon said.

  "Do we o be careful with them? We simply crush them!" Tormund suddenly excimed.

  "You speak as if that were so easy in these nds, Tormund..." Ziller spoke, already knowing the personality of the northern man.

  "Who cares about that? We simply defeat them, we are stronger," Tormund insisted.

  Jon heard this and could already imagine how this guy could be a headache regarding the southerners in the ing days, "Yes, we could do that, Tormund, however, we are here on business. We 't simply start flicts with all the regional nobles so easily," Jon said, but it's not as if he would five any atta his group and would deal with anyone who tried. However, he also couldn't be aggressive in fn nds, so he would have to act politically.

  Jon said his st words while everyone nodded, before he tinued. "I'm not saying that we won't act if that happens. I want you to ad catch everyone who tries something, no matter who they are," Jon made it clear. "However, if there are no attempts on our lives, do not kill, just arrest them, and we will take it to the courts of Highgarden, hoping they resolve it. After all, they were ied in our proposals, so we are not alone here and they will do something." Jon cluded his reasoning.

  " we break a few hen?" Arya raised her void asked beside Jon, while some ughed around them.

  "We'll see," Jon murmured to his sister.

  "And we participate iour?" she spoke again, for the fourth time, asking the same question.

  "I don't think that's possible," Jon responded. He had said before that he would have to see if it was really possible, "There are only two categories, the archers' tour and the Jousts, Jousts are out of the question because they are for knights and we don't have that in Artica." Jon spoke, he could perhaps ehe archery, but he wasn't in the mood to participate in that. "If you want to participate in the archery event, and if it is allowed, I will not deny anyone." He said finally.

  "There are many soldiers around our camp with the Tyrell symbol, what should we do with them?" A royal soldier asked.

  "Leave them as they are, after all, it seems that old dy sent them to check if everything was ok," Jon ented, as this could prevent any other noble from approag the camp with bad iions, which would give more security.

  His wife, beside him, looked at that moment. "That woman was looking at you strangely, as if she wanize you all the time, and the way she smiled was not normal. She wasn't looking at anyone else at the meeting..." Seryna ented quietly beside Jon.

  "I know, it's strange. We'll talk more about this ter," Jon said, turning his attention back to his men.

  "I also don't like the way that Lord Hightower was looking at you." Arya ented.

  Jon put his hand on her shoulder, "We'll talk about this ter." Jon wao have a more private meeting with them.

  Turning back to everyone, Jon spoke again. "Anyway, let's stay alert. I want all the wargs with the animals we brought, roaming around the camp, or even watg our neighbors. I want to know what they think about us and if they are pnning anything," Jon said, looking at the whole group as they heir heads. After all, no ohere was foolish enough not the mali some of the looks they received as they passed by a up the camp.

  "Lord Redwyne was very ied in our armor," One of the ministers spoke. the minister said he king.

  "Yes, it's true. I'm not surprised, after all, no one in these nds has anything beyond a few Valyrian steel swords. That's why Eldeal will be quite coveted during our stay, which also protect us from many attempts to steal, with this metal being exclusively ours, no one else could show it..." Jon reasohis was the same with Valyrian steel swords, there were at least nearly 20hout Westeros, but no one could steal them due to their exclusivity.

  "But there's a ce they might e after your sword, and if they try to do anything to get it..." Someone said, looking at Dark Sister.

  "I doubt it, at least not the Tyrells, they might even demand, however, we settle this in a duel," Jon spoke calmly, after all the nobles of Westeros operated with greed, vengeance or love and Jon could give them a taste of his sword if they tried something.

  The meeting tinued, Jon was talking about aspects more reted to the camp and even ing the fleet at sea. Setting up some ravens to unicate and even some animals from the fleet at the camp awaiting any orders from him. Having a great advantage in deaking, being instantaneous, despite the fleet being very far away, they would act quickly in case of flict.

  "Have products ready to be pced at the parties and as the Tyrells request for the castle and keep an eye ohing that happens. Inform me or any of your anders as soon as something strange happens," Jon cluded before the st point.

  "This tent will also be used as the hall for everyoo eat. Plus a few more leadership meetings. I hope everyone enjoy our stay, and remember once again, stay alert to everything," Jon said, ending the meeting as everyone began to withdraw.

  "Let's drink!" Tormund couldn't help but excim as some dwarves grumbled while leaving the pce.

  Only Jon, Seryna, Arya, and a few royal guards remained, after all, they were the most trusted people, sworn to give their lives to protect them before their gods.

  John sighed. "What do you think, why do you think Lady Olenna looked at me that way? It's strange, isn't it?" John ented, with some things on his mind, but he kept those thoughts to himself.

  "Maybe... She could have reized you as your father from the north, after all, many say that you were a spitting image of him many years ago... Or maybe that woman from the south who you suspect is your wife...?" Seryna ented.

  Jon was silent for a while, after all, there was more there than just that. 'She spoke of Arya's father, but when she spoke of mi seemed like she was talking about two different people... What did that mean...?' Jon asked himself, though some thoughts inside him already suggested the trary... But he still didn't want to see it, not at this moment. 'I'll talk to Aemon in Artica...'

  He turned his attention back to Arya, leaving that subject for aime, "Lord Hightower is not to be trusted," he finally said. "As you know, we should not trust any maester either. Both you..." Jon tinued looking at his sister, "...and Seryna, be careful and do not accept anything suspicious from those men. I don't know what will happen, but for sure, the Tyrells will invite you to tea or something. I will be watg, but I want you both to be very careful," he warned.

  Seryna and Arya nodded, while the royal guards hearing this, would also be alert to arying to harm them.

  "Ahing, they cleared almost all the animals from the castle from what I could sense. Which means they are not so foolish. Surely they received information about what happened in Dorme. Although I assume some still live hidden, I doubt I overhear any importaing this time. Still, repare and stay alert," Jon agaied the same issue, as he wanted everything to go well.

  "Yes, I will stay alert..." Seryna firmed.

  "Our stay will be quite tense, maybe more than in Dorme. But nothing we 't overe..." Jon said cluding the versation and tinued. "Now let's rest a bit. It will be a long day starting tomorrow. And I want to settle into my tent with my son's hand," Jon said and Seryna oug her belly also wanting to lie down a bit. After all, she wahe baby to rest as well. They began to leave the rge tent, heading to the mai, where their aodation was.

  Jon walked to his tent while Arya, who was by his side, said: "I'm going to train a bit." She theo the dwarves. Jon nodded, letting the girl do her things within the camp.

  Entering the pce, he surveyed the area with every kind of leisure a king could ask for, especially for his queen expeg their child.

  John watched the royal guards stay at the door while his giant wolf y down in a er of the tent. A great animal that could serve as prote for him and Seryna. He petted the animal which, although not Ghost, still had a strong bond. He turo the bed with his wife as they y down beside it, pampering her belly.

  At the castle, Wils was returning to the meeting room after a brief versation. Olenna looked at Lord Redwyne and Lord Hightower. "Well, you've heard enough, now you may leave us," she said and then turo her son. "Mace, escort them out with your wife," she instructed, since Mace wasn't crucial for this type of meeting or even capable of participating with his mind wandering, acc to his own mother.

  Wils entered as soon as they had left, leaving only Olenna, Margaery, Garn, and Wils. "You finally arrived, my grandson. Now let's talk a bit about uests," she said. Her gaze returo everyone. "First, we are in a secluded room, we 't have any animals overhearing our versations, after all, we've heard that uest, Lord Arti, is a sorcerer who listen through these animals, as well as trol them," she stated.

  "Grandmother, do you really believe that?" Garn couldn't help but ent. "Oh, my grandson, sometimes the most absurd things are the true ones. We must be cautious, after all, there were hundreds of witnesses who saw such things in Dorme, so we ot simply ighem." She remarked, though she didn't seem overly ed about the absurdity.

  Garn just nodded and Margaery approached. "Grandma, you were looking at Lord Arti with a strange look," she said.

  "My dear, there's something very iing I saw in that face. The boy is so handsome, isn't he? He looks like his father, no, he even surpasses him..." She spoke after him closely, despite not having the same eye color, it was still very simir, and his face, she saw some features she hadn't seen in many years and wondered if Doran had also noticed this, but it didn't seem to be the case...

  'Knowing something like this... It will put us far ahead of our enemies with a fine card up our sleeve... one day we might use it to our advantage.' She thought calmly. 'A Stark hiding a progeny of the king's greatest enemy... it seems he didn't just leave a k his neck, but we use this iure if no one else reizes it, after all, we coerce the Starks this way...' She tihinking, imagining what the king's face would look like disc that his best friend had harbored Rhaegar's son all these years... Olenna chuckled in her mind at this moment.

  She snapped out of her thoughts aurned her attention trandson. "We have a on to remove any obstacles to your assion as queen, my dear..." She said while Margaery didn't uand what she meant.

  "What do you mean by that, grandma?" She couldn't help but ask.

  "Let's just say I found something very iing," she spoke mysteriously. She didn't want to reveal this trandchildren, not yet.

  "What are the pns?" Wils asked, approag while tapping his e on the floor.

  "How is the camp of uest?" She asked him.

  "Everything is bei up quickly, those giants are certainly useful..." He said, still with the images of the giants in his head, and tinued. "But about the nobles... Some looks are not very favorable towards their camp," Wils ented.

  "There are those fools, unfortunately, we'll have that because it's out of our trol..." Olenna said, referring to the possible flicts that might occur.

  "And what shall we do? We know how the nobles of this Kingdom are," Garn ented.

  "We'll follow the normal schedule of the camp. We'll ihem to all events," she said. "And not just that, if something happens, we'll have a fair tribunal, after all, we don't want to treat uests who could make us rifairly, I'm ed about that sword that young king carries..." she said.

  "That sword?" Margaery asked, not knowing or notig the on.

  "The Dark Sister... lost for many years beyond the Wall... Jon Artica found it... in a way... he might have the sword with the end of the Targaryen house... but it might also attract many eyes to him in this way too..." Garn ented.

  "We'll deal with it as problems arise..." Olenna interrupted them, showing a letter in her hands. "I received this letter yesterday. I didn't mention anything, after all, I wao save it for this moment. It seems we'll have important guests soon. Which will make this tour even more iing," she said with a faint smile at the letter from King's Landing.

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