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Pessoa Thrid POV
Westeros, 295 AC.
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With Jon heading to the training yard, Seryna and Arya apanied Lady Margaery, who walked gracefully with her dress swaying as they were joined by Tyrell and Arti guards. In the midst of silence, Lady Margaery addressed Seryna, "I hope you are enjoying your stay at Highgarden." She ented, hoping the pce was to her liking.
Seryna stared at her for a sed... "It's a beautiful pce... the most beautiful we've been ieros, but the people here aren't very nice." She spoke sincerely, after all, Jon had killed that arrogant man, but in short, he lost his life reed.
"I heard about what happened..." Margaery ented, "...heard that Jon Artica fought bravely in a fair bat and won with honor." She spoke with a one,
"Jon didn't even py with him..." Arya responded from the side, after all, it couldn't even be sidered a fight.
Margaery was surprised by this and began to ugh. "You are as they say, Lady Stark," She ented.
"What do you mean?" Arya raised an eyebrow at that.
"Everyone is talking about your entiy, but there are also rumors about you being a wolf, some have said they saw you training among the men, which is quite different from what we are used to when it es to a woman of high nobility, especially someone who possesses your beauty," Margaery ughed at this.
"I like to be this way, I prefer wearing armor to a dress." She didn't hesitate to ent as they were entering a well-maintained garden.
"That's wonderful, I would love if we could go riding ter," Margaery ented with a small smile.
Arya seemed surprised by this. "You ride?" She looked strangely at a southern noblewoman engaging in su activity.
"Why the surprise...?" Margaery gave a small smile to Arya.
Arya spoke sincerely with this question. "It's just hard to believe that a southern dy would ride a horse..." She ented curiously, looking at the woman a few years older than herself. "Sansa always said that was for knights and men, since a dy's pce is always being a good wife to her husband, doing activities like sewing, dang, singing, among other things," She spoke, looking at Margaery with some iy, thinking she was more different than she imagined.
Margaery ughed at that. "Well, there's nothing stopping me from riding a horse, even though I am aced to my dresses..." She smiled at this ent and shifted her gaze to a mencholie. "My older brother taught me to ride when he could, and my twin Loras and I tio do it together, riding through the pastures of Highgarden. It's very pleasant. Hence, I would like to invite you both ter for it," she said, referring to both Arya and Seryna.
"That's fine, we do that after my training..." Arya said with a proud tone and Margaery raised an eyebrow at that. She was about to ask, but Seryna was quicker in expining.
"Our little Arya hopes to ehe archery petition at the tour, that's why she's training in the camp every day..." She ented calmly, but keeping a small smile for the young girl.
"In the archery petition?" Margaery seemed quite surprised by that, after all, there were no women peting, there were all kinds of people in the petition, though not by any means the premier event of the tour... still, there were as many nobles as on folk who paid their entrance hoping to wiour or to stand out to some knight, mainly the youths hoping to bee squires.
"She hopes to ehe event.... Jon says he'll see about that ter talking with his brother, or rather... with his grandmother," Seryna said with a peculiar look at Margaery, after all, Jon had already talked and it was quite clear that Olenna was the one who called the shots iyrell family.
"Well, you'll have an opportunity to talk to her soon," Margaery ented as they tinued walking. A garden began to appear around them as they approached the castle, entering from the side, not the mairance, but rather a pce exclusive for the pntation that the family liked to take care of personally, and Margaery had a great tou the area.
"This is arden," she ented as various flowers began to appear around them. "I love taking care of this pce, my grandmother doesn't look after it anymore, but my mother and I are here every possible day..." she said with satisfa.
"How iing, it is really beautiful and well-maintained," Seryna had to admit. "We also have a small garden at our home, not this size, but ohat I tehe Woods trees," she mentioned, after all, it was an activity she picked up in the first weeks of her pregnancy.
"You have Weirwoods?" she couldn't help but be surprised by that, after all, Margaery heard the word in plural and sacred trees were quite rare, so it was natural for her to be quite curious.
"Yes, we have aire grove of them, there must be at least a thousand," Seryna said, causing Margaery to look at her quite shocked and incredulous. Jon had old his wife how many trees he and the children of the forest had pnted, but to cover the entire great Weirwood, she believed this was the approximate number.
"1000?" She couldn't help but excim and tinued. "We only have one in Highgarden... but I doubt there are more than 200 below the North... If we gather all that are still remnants from the old era," she ented, referring to the history of Westeros, where the first men, who fought against the children of the forest, began to cut them down.
"Yes, Artica is a special pce, there's no p the world that has such a rge amount of sacred trees for ods..." Seryna ented with some pride.
"Don't fet about the Grand Weirwood..." Arya spoke from the side.
"What is that?" Margaery looked at the young girl.
"The rgest Weirwood in the world, so big that we live i..." Arya ughed at her own ent.
"Hm?! You're saying you live in a tree?" The yrell couldn't help but excim.
"The tree is over 100 meters at this time! So yes." She spoke, and Seryna gave her a somewhat cautious look. After all, she couldn't easily pass on information about the kingdom, but as expected, the young Tyrell seemed not to believe it.
After all, who would believe there would be a tree se it would surpass all the castles of Westeros, even Harrenhal which was 90 meters tall... it was hard to believe such words. Arya noticed Seryna's look and immediately fell silent, while Margaery seemed oblivious to this, thinking Arya was just making a joke.
Seryna then tialking, but regarding the grove. "We have so many trees because we mao pnt many saplings we found..." She spoke but did not add more details, like children of the forest, something that the woman in front of them clearly wouldn't believe if she heard something like that.
Margaery disregarded Arya's words and looked at Seryna, "There were rumors that your husband could create trees from the ground like my aarth Greenhand, they say he was the first king of this kingdom and had magical powers... Incredible, isn't it?" She spoke with some pride.
"I don't know... I met Jon a little after that farm..." Seryna spoke.
"Really? How did you meet?" Margaery asked, stopping in front of a garden while all her guards kept a distanot interfering in the versation.
"It's a long story... But when I met him, I knew I would love that man..." She admitted, sparing the detail that she was a giant at that time.
"Jon said you hugged him so tightly he thought he would die..." Arya ented ughing, after all, the first words from Jon about Seryna when he sent a letter to Winterfell were almost a plea for help.
"I didn't know you were with him before the Wall..." Margaery ented. "Anyway, I'd like to see if he make trees grow from the ground as I've heard in the rumors..." She remarked.
"That you'll have to ask him..." Arya murmured, not wanting to talk about her brother's magic.
Seryna just nodded and looked at the garden in front of them, notig a se with small saplings. "I see you've already phe flowers Jon gifted you..." she spoke.
"Yes, they are beautiful spes. We've never had these in arden; it was the best gift I've received in years..." she admitted, looking at her garden with pride, for she worked on it as soon as her grandmother finished meeting with the Arti pany. "They're so beautiful and will give a neect to the garden... there are flowers here that I've never seen with this type of coloration; it was truly a great gift from the Arti King." Margaery had to admit with satisfa.
Seryna could see an oddly ied tone in her husband, thinking this oke of him with more admiration than usual, but she kept these thoughts to herself.
Margaery didn't waste time and tinued speaking. "And speaking of him, I'd like to know more about Artica... you have such a rge sacred grove... it must be a fantastic pce, Artica," she ented, wanting to learn more.
"You could say it's a special pce, in the middle of the snowy north," Seryna spoke mysteriously, after all, she wasn't going to give away more important information about Artica than Arya had already mentioned, and tinued. "We are still a closed try, but we are taking our first step, starting with this trade, which is the goal of this trip. Perhaps iure, we wele people to our nds," Seryna spoke of Jon's pns but without giving too maails.
"This pce sounds so mysterious, and how yht so many things, even pnts, from something we imagio be just snow... I am increasingly curious to learn about it, I hope one day to visit this kingdom," Margaery spoke sincerely.
"Yes... that is possible iure." She spoke and turned her attention back to the garden. "I hope our pnts enhahe beauty of this pce." Seryna ented.
"Yes... they definitely will..." Margaery ented and looked at Seryna with a calg gaze.
"The sed queen of Artica... Ygritte is her name, isn't it?" Margaery asked curiously, her grandmother had also asked her to inquire beyond the information they got from the spies while Seryna the name.
"So she returo Artica with that fleet? I assume it must be due to her pregnancy, right?" She asked, after all, Ygritte should be here if she was with the fleet.
"Yes, my husband thought it would be better for her and safe for the girl inside her." Seryna spoke.
"I see... I hope she has a safe jouro the North." She spoke and looked at Arya. "Speaking of the north, Winterfell is another pce I'd like to visit... maybe one day I apany you." Margaery spoke once again sincerely, after all, Winterfell being one of the oldest castles ieros, was famous in any part of the ti.
"It's very beautiful... But I prefer Artica." Arya said without g to be impolite, earning a look from Seryna.
Margaery started to ugh, "I like your hoy, Lady Arya..." She spoke with a small smile. "Anyway, let's stop looking at the growing saplings and have some tea, there are many dies who would like to meet you." Margaery ented as she started walking and Seryna and Arya followed her with their guards not taking their eyes off her.
"You have a female guard..." Margaery couldn't help but ent, looking at the armor made of eldeal with a breastpte shaped for a woman's breasts.
"Yes, her name is Karmen, she's an excellent Arti warrior!" Arya responded proudly.
"We do have some women among the royal guards, it's not unon for a woman to wield a on in Artica, although most prefer to take care of children and the husband at home, maer the Arti military." Seryna ented.
"That is quite unusual... but there was also a woman in melee bat... she was mocked quite a bit, but she was among the top ten... Her name is Brienne of Tarth..." Margaery ented. Still remembering the womaing some knights, despite being a mockery among the nobles, she was just a young woman, but tall enough to be a challenge for most men.
"If she participated iour, then I too!" Arya decred that with some hope.
"We will have to see about that, Lady Arya." Margaery ented with a sweet tone. "Anyway, let's introduce you to my colleagues." Margaery led them to the ter of the gardehere were some flowers, but the pce was more decorated with manicured greens, there were se structures in the middle to provide shade.
These structures were called Gazebos. The Gazebos were used for social gatherings or even to enjoy an afternoon with tea outdoors, which seemed quite pleasant and refreshing. In one of the Gazebos, the rgest, there was a group of women sitting while Margaery led them, approag the group.
The women quickly noticed their approad stood up to greet them. "Lady Margaery! I see you've brought Lady Stark, the queen of Artica!" one of the women spoke with an ied look at both Artis.
Margaery approached with a smile and a stride, "My Ladies, let me introduce our special guests, Queen Seryna of Artid Lady Arya Stark," she presehem in front of the women with a gesture of her hands, making the introdu as formal as possible, while the women seemed quite ied in them.
All the women were young, and it could be seen that they were single sharing the same age as Margaery, one of them with curly hair and the symbol of her house, looked at Margaery and approached. "That's a beautiful dress," she simply became mesmerized by the woman's bck dress and touched the fabric, feeling its incredible quality. "So, do you sell dresses like this? I would definitely like to buy some tailor-made!" she said with admiration and eveermination, not g about what the price would be, her father would pay.
"Queen Seryna! We met earlier at your camp with my father iating with King Jon..." A plump oke, this would be Lady Redwyne acc to Seryna's recolles.
"Lady Stark, you look so beautiful! I didn't know the north could produce such beauty," another proached Arya, who was a bit surprised by the pliments she was receiving, but Arya was notable because she really was a beautiful woman and would bee even more beautiful iure, so there was much admiration and even a bit of envy in the eyes of those dies.
"Let's have a ea, I would love to talk about this kingdom you e from... you all seem so rid beautiful!" anirl spoke, hoping to have gossip to discuss.
"I also want to talk about the giants and those little men!" another woman suggested.
Margaery sighed and had to intervene before they practically tried to drain all the energy from the Arti dies with their chatter.
"My dies, let's let them breathe first. Let me introduce you to them, as this is very inappropriate!" Margaery raised her voice, calling all the women there, but maintaining a smile, looking at her friends with a hint of mischief. There were at least 8 women there, and Margaery began to introduce them one by one:
The guards from all the houses present were at a distance, merely watg the women gathered in the Gazebos, but not hearing whatever they were discussing.
Already at the location, Lady Margaery ented, "Lady Arya, Queen Seryna, allow me to introduce you to some of the most notable dies of the Reach," Margaery said, keeping her voice proud and warm.
"This is Lady Alyce Hightower," she began, indig a woman of stately bearing and pierg eyes. "Being the daughter of the lord of the citadel and one of the oldest houses ieros full of history, Lady Alyce is as cultured as she is beautiful." She ented.
Turning to a young woman with a radiant smile, she tinued, "o her is Lady Leoe Fossoway. Her family is famous for their orchards, and she has ied both the sweetness and resilience of her house's apples."
Margaery gestured towards a woman with a ing expression. "Lady Desmera Redwyne, as you seem to already know, from one of our richest wine-produg houses. Her business a is as appreciated as the wine her family produces. My grandmother has Redwyne blood in her veins, having e from the family before marrying my grandfather." Margaery expined and Seryna nodded, looking at the woman who had tried to seduce her husband earlier in a meeting with gnces.
She then approached a young woman with a fident posture. "Here we have Lady Delena Florent, whose mind is so sharp it rivals the bde of any knight." She introduced with a big smile.
"Further on, we have..." Margaery tinued, indig a woman who exuded an air of bravery and a friendly smile, "Lady Meredyth Oakheart, as brave as any man in her home at Old Oak, and a master i of horse riding. I'm sure she will love to ride with us ter." She said, and Arya was surprised by another woman involved in horse riding.
The introduoved on to a sturdy young woman with a determined expression. "And this is Lady Tal Tarly, she may not be as tough as her father, but she has a sharp mie being very sweet," Margaery ented.
With a bright smile, Margaery introduced the young dy. "Lady Mina Tyrell, my cousin, a star at our social events and always an example of grad elegance." She said, with her cousin being a bit shy from the pliments.
Finally, she poio a woman whose demeanor was sweet. "And Lady Elinor Beesbury, whose kindness and diplomatic skills are as renowned as the honey of her family. Her father often stops her to participate in important business meetings."
She smiled at all of them and tinued. "With this, I hope we bee great friends, so let's sit down and chat a bit while we enjoy some of the fieas our kingdom has to offer!" She ented with aed tone and all the dies began to sit down in their chairs, with Margaery, Seryna, and Arya following suit.
These dies would have much to discuss, while Arya and Seryna, despite being heavily involved in the politics of Artica, were not aced to meetings among single women from the south, and could not imagine how this meeting would end.
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I dedicated this chapter to try to delve deeper into the girls and their iions, the first chapter I write not fog on Jon... I think...
Should I write more about their iions in this meeting?
Olenna has not yet appeared, but she will be here soon.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.
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