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Pessoa Thrid POV
Westeros, 295 AC.
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As Olenna approached the group of young women chatting, Wils resenting his stud to Jon, starting with a dun-colored, rather rge warhorse. "Look at this breed, King of Artica, it's native to the northern reaches of the Reach, in more mountainous areas. It's an excellent horse fh terrains. It may not be the fastest, but its stamina is unparalleled. It's even used for transp goods at times, though I wouldn't reend wasting such a unique breed on that sort of thing," he expined.
Jon nodded in agreement, examining the horse with keen eyes as he approached. He touched the animal, even f a small e with it, seeing its memories and how it was treated. Its life, in just a few seds, appeared well-cared-for, and it seemed that even though Wils wasn't its main caretaker—after all, he had many duties as the heir to Highgardeill made time to visit his horses over many years. This one in particur, si was just a foal when it was brought here.
He appreciated how the crippled maed his animals, earning some respect from Jon. "It's a fine breed and well cared for..." Jon admitted, stroking the animal.
"We have many breeds, King Jon," Garn ented from beside him. "Our horses are better than those any other kingdom offer, I assure you," he said. Jon nodded as he looked around the stable filled with horses of different breeds, with strong, shiny coats, maintaining good height and muscle mass.
"I'm very ied in taking a rge batch from you," Jon said. It wasn't yet the iation phase, but it would be soon. He had only hi the initial amount, but he wouldn't mind spending much more to acquire thousands of them, and his money wouldn't be wasted iing in horses.
"That's great, I'll be reag out to many of our suppliers... to advance otiations then," Wils ented, as he began to present more horse breeds to the fn king.
Meanwhile, in the garden, the women were versing among themselves, especially the loobles who were questioning the fn woman in as many ways as possible...
"May I join you, young dies?" A voice emerged as Olenna Tyrell appeared before them with a slight smile.
"Grandmother!" Margaery immediately stood up as did everyone else, except for Seryna and Arya, who didn't quite uand the reason for this, not that Olenna took offense, she ig and turned back to the young women of the Reach.
"e now, o greet me in such a manner, just fetch me a chair so I join you and have the opportunity to get to know uests better, I'm very excited to learn more about them..." She spoke in a pyful tone.
"Yes, right here grandma!" Margaery's cousin, Mina Tyrell, pulled a chair to the table from another ohat was unoccupied.
"Thank you... my dear," she said, sitting down as all the other dies did the same.
"You're here, it's good to see our future family member with us..." Olenna turo Lady Leoe Fossoway, Garn's fiancée.
"Yes, my dy... I will always be here and Lady Margaery honors me with her invitation," Lady Leoe Fossoway replied in an ented tone, while Seryna and Arya remained silent.
"That's good, I'm sure Garn would like to see his bride today," she said, looking towards her future granddaughter, then tinuing, turning her face to the guests the moment. "Since he had a defeat in the courtyard to Jon of Artica," she smiled.
"What?!" Lady Leoe Fossoway raised her voi surprise, after all, her fiancé had woour, he couldn't just lose, could he? As many noblewomen were shocked by this.
"I regret not being at the courtyard at that moment..." Lady Tal Tarly said as she put her hand over her mouth.
"You all look foolish like that." Olenna turned her attention back to them, mog. "You didn't hear how Jon of Artica defeated the Red Viper at Dorne and how he killed a man as if he were sughtering a pig before ing here?" Olenna asked.
"I thought they were just exaggerated rumors..." Lady Mina Tyrell murmured.
"Rumors always e from some source, usually a true one." Margaery ehough she was surprised by her brother's defeat despite winning the tour.
"You're right, my flower." Olenna smiled at her granddaughter. "I myself saw the fight, and it truly ectacle. Garn was lucky that your husband did not participate iour..." Olenna spoke directly to Seryna.
"Jon has always been very skilled with the sword; in Artica, there's no parison." Seryna finally spoke up, responding to the ent.
"Ah, Artica, what kind of pce must that be to have so many incredible things... The king of that nd even acquired that legendary sword..." Olenna ented.
"Did you know that uests said they have aire grove made up of sacred trees, grandmother? Doesn't that sound incredible...?" Margaery brought up from her versation before the meeting at the site, and the other noblewomen were quite surprised by this, as Seryna had not mentioned such a thing ialks.
"Oh, that is really something else, but I wouldn't doubt that it exists there, after all, they follow the old gods and not the Seven," Olenna spoke, albeit a bit surprised, it seemed a pusible piece of information.
"That is bsphemy..." Delena Florent murmured, as she was a fervent follower of the Reach's religion.
"What did you say, you fool?" Arya's voice came out with a tone of disdain, catg everyone off guard as Arya gred at the Lady with fierce eyes.
"..." The pce fell silent at that moment, with all the dies, except a few, looking at Arya with wide eyes due to her hostility.
The noblewoman targeted by these words did not expect this and did not know what to say until Olenna herself burst out ughing. "HAHAHAHA" She ughed, surprising everyone as she turned back to Arya at that moment. "That certainly was ued, but amusing for a woman of my age," she said, maintaining a smile that even Arya seemed somewhat cautious of. "Our wolf is finally showieeth," she stated.
"But..." The noblewoman who had beearget of hostility, not having appreciated it, tried to speak but was interrupted by Olenna herself.
"Ow, my dear, could you please shut up, do not offend uests," Olenna said in a tone so friendly it didn't seem like the words could e from her mouth, while all the dies shrunk back at that moment.
"Anyway, tell me about your upbringing, my girl," Olenna turned back to Arya, ied iark girl.
"What do you mean, my dy?" Arya asked iurn.
"I would like to know how you were raised all these years in Artica, you certainly know how to behave like a dy, even though you show your fangs, like a wolf proteg her pack when needed, and I like that in you," Olenna said, as she had always raised Margaery to be a flower whose fragrant st ay everyone could appreciate, but also to develop her own thorns to be used when necessary.
"I learned a lot, mainly from Jon," she spoke while Seryna could see no issue with this or eve anything of the sort.
"With the king? What could he teach you... Do you have a maester there, would that be Aemon who was taken to the Wall years ago?" She asked, trying to imagine what this boy could do and see if they have any source at the pce, after all, it was very mysterious how they acquired wealth, resources, and even knowledge from that pce.
"Well, there are many things I was able to learn," Arya murmured, observed by everyone.
"e on, you could clear up this dy's doubts, couldn't you?" Olenna spoke to Arya again, insisting. Seryna might have intervened, but she let Arya ha herself, as she had to represent Artica as a resident and the king's sister.
Arya then decided to speak firmly. "There are many subjects I learned i years. At least Jon and Maester Aemon himself helped me. Today I have a good uanding of mathematics, arithmetic, eics, geography, history of the Seven Kingdoms, and the area beyond the Wall," she spoke, surprising all the dies at the table, even Olenna.
"That's the education of a maester from the Citadel... Why learn such things?" Olenna asked, curious and fasated at the same time.
"Jon always said that, even though I had to learn how to be the perfect dy, how to deal with nobility and people of status, he said that even though I should be a good wife to a good husband, I should not depeirely on him and also that I should help him as much as possible," she said.
"That's really curious. Do you really think you've mastered these subjects?" Olenna asked once more, as the table fell silent.
"I've mastered them a bit, I admit," Arya spoke. "There are other subjects too, like agriculture, astronomy, alchemy, anatomy, and basic medie that I learned during my years..." Arya finished amidst the silence.
This could not leave Olenna any more surprised by what she was hearing. She had never heard of a dy learning all this. Although she couldn't really believe it immediately, there were ways to verify this and she would have a versation with her maester ter... to have him ask some peculiar questions to the girl, after all, she really wao know about this unique education.
"Excuse me, Lady Stark... but it's hard to believe that..." Lady Alyce Hightower interjected with a slight question after hearing all that.
"Why learn such things... these are things for men..." Lady Delena Florent murmured.
"I have a great responsibility with Artiot just as Jon's sister, I io serve my house as I ," Arya stated firmly.
"Your house? Don't you sider Winterfell your home?" Margaery raised the question upon hearing Arya, while Olenna looked approvingly at her granddaughter.
"I like Winterfell, but I don't pn to reside there anymore," Arya said, leaving Margaery with a raised eyebrow.
"I 't imagine what Artica is like, but it's certainly making me more and more curious about it..." Olenioned and tinued speaking. "I've heard that you also know how to use ons and eveed one of Oberyn's daughters in Dorne, who are known by everyone as Arya the Remarkable, something impressive for someone ye..." she ented.
"Is that really true?" Lady Meredyth Oakheart asked about the rumor she had heard, clearly not believing the words she had heard before and finding it quite inappropriate to ask that.
"Yes, we learn all that. I know how to handle a sword with a shield, a bow, ride a horse, and even and a small group of soldiers." As soon as she finished, it seemed horrific to all of us at the table, looking at Arya with wide eyes.
"You even know how to lead a group quite surprisingly?" Olenna appeared quite surprised by this too, she was skeptical of a woman anding men, even more so a young girl.
This made her raise another question, which would be the most basic of knowing if the girl was telling the truth or not as she g Seryna, who did not seem surprised at all, she certainly having an education equal to or eveer sihis woman was the queen of the kingdom.
"How many nguages do you speak?" Olenna asked.
The women looked at Arya while she thought a bit about it, "Not many, I've mastered speaking, but am g in writing in some of them, however, I io learn them in the ing years, so much so that I'm studying in my free time on this trip, but I am literate in the on Tongue, High Valyrian, the Old Tongue of the North, Yi-Ti, and Dothraki," she said, causing all the women to be shocked again while Seryna cracked a small smile.
"You're telling me you know all these nguages?" Alyce immediately excimed, not believing what she was hearing.
[I am...] Arya replied in Yi-Ti, which sourao ahere, as she opened a smile with their reas, proving her effort in learning this nguage worthwhile.
[You shouldn't speak like this in front of them all.] Seryna's voice was heard right after, speaking in Yi-Ti.
[Look at their stupid faces, we should have spoken like this from the start.] Arya spoke trying to keep a face that did not show the iions of her words.
The group of women fell silent, even Olenna with all her experience, was taken aback by this, after all, she had never been in such a situation, and it rovoked by a child.
[Arya, we shouldn't treat people like this. Even though I don't like some of them, we are here to boost our business.] Seryna gave her a little lecture.
[Look at them, especially that old woman, she's dangerous and has a sharp to's so satisfying to see her like this, looking foolish as she tries to uand us...] Arya tinued speaking.
[Let's switch back to the on tongue before they accuse us of anything, even though I'm also enjoying this situation.] Seryna admitted.
"Sorry about that." Seryna then spoke up, leaving an unfortable silence among the group.
"..." All the women just stared at them, not knowing what to say, but Olenna quickly recovered.
"Well... this is really ued, you know how to surprise an old woman as I'm seeing..." She said at the end, while trying to uand what had been spoken in that nguage by their facial expressions alone; she knew Arya was mog them in some way.
"That... what nguage is that? Is it Dothraki, from those savages from Essos??" Mina Tyrell asked curiously and with some disgust as she spoke of the desert people.
"Yi-Ti." Arya responded.
"That's amazing! I've never heard anyone speak that way before, it seems like your tongue was twisted, but surely you spoke with fidence!" Lady Tal Tarly murmured excitedly.
"Did you learn that from the Arti king?" Lady Elinor Beesbury asked in admiration.
"Yes, Jon taught me many things. He even has much more knowledge than I do. Seryna firm all of this as well..." Arya spoke.
"I never imagihat you would certainly have so muowledge..." Alyce Hightower spoke.
"Your husband is not only galnt... but also so intelligent!" Desmera Redwyne excimed.
" you hold your fire about the woman's husband right in front of you?" Olenna suddenly spoke, leaving Desmera speechless and embarrassed at the same time. The older woman turned her attention back to the two in front.
Olenna seemed a bit pensive about this, after all, this information was surprising to her, despite wanting to verify these things ter, hearing them unicate in anuage was something that her spies in Dorne hadn't caught. A piece of information she would have to keep in mind from now on, as they could have versations she could not be aware of.
"Anyway, let's tinue having our tea and talking a bit." She said in the end, before pig up her cup with hot water and herbs.
The women were a bit hesitant about this, but returo normality after a while, letting the versation among them flow while they discussed many subjects, but more focused on the Reach to talk about the pce.
Olenna didn't talk much, just throwing in an irony here and there with some ents, but remained looking at her guests analyzing them, especially Seryna who kept a smile as if she was aware of the old woman's eyes ohe eime.
Of course, they weren't just there alone as their guards maintained a distance from the pce, after all, there were some birds perched on the roof of the structure, listening to the versation while Jon just smiled ing out of the stable after meeting the breed horses the Tyrells could offer aing his wolf still lying in front of the kennel.
It was after a while that Jon, Wils, and Garn, along with the Hightower heir, approached the garden. Olenna looked up with a smile. "It seems the Arti King has finally decided to show up," she said with a calg look, as the other women stood up to greet the men approag, passing by the guards.
"Wils, Garn!" Margaery greeted her brothers, while Lady Alyce Hightreeted her brother.
As Jon walked directly to his wife, Arya, "How are you all?" He asked, while the other women watched with curiosity and admiration directed at him after all the stories.
"We're fine, we had a good versation," Seryna responded.
Olenna decided to interve that moment while still remainied. "I must say, King of Artica, that the women of your kingdom are astounding, and they even sho old woman like me..." Olenna replied with an intense look at Jon.
"I hope so, they are my pride." Jon said, giving a kiss on Seryna's forehead and toug Arya's head.
"We've heard about what happened in the courtyard... how did it go?" Margaery asked Wils, curious about what she had heard from her grandmother.
"It was curious, you would have been surprised to see uest fighting... it seems that Garn the Galnt has lost the title of the best current swordsman in Highgarden," he said with a small smile, while Garn nodded and searched for his bride among the nobles but without success.
"uest is also ied in our horses, said he's ied in spending some money on that, so I say he certainly liked them, right?" Garn turo Jon after greetite Fossoway.
"Yes, I'd love t that up in otiations. After all, I also io buy many things that these nds offer..." Jon spoke to Olenna.
"That's iing, so why don't we expedite this process? I was just waiting for this moment to start iating..." she said, as Jon nodded, already prepared for a iation today.
"Perfect, well... my dies." Olenna turo the women. "It seems that now we have some important matters to discuss and I'm sure that, from what I've heard, even uests will participate," she said, since Arya and Seryna sometimes took part in trade meetings in Dorne. Since Jon did not seem to deny this fact, they would surely be involved.
"Alright..." Margaery ented.
"You too, my dear, let your cousin take care of uests a's go ihe castle." Margaery seemed surprised by her grandmother's invitation, since she never participated in these iations, but for Olenna, it was time for her to learn this too, after all, there was a child there who was smart enough for it, the future queen of the seven kingdoms could not be left behind.
"Great, let's go then," Olenna said after her granddaughter nodded, she stood up with support and looked at Jon. "Could you help this dy walk?" She said with a small bold smile and turo Seryna. "Is it alright if I steal your husband for a while? Not that this old woman could satisfy such a handsome man, but it makes me feel young aiful..." She said with a wink to the tall woman while Jon smiled apologetically to his wife, knowing that all this was just a facade of that ag woman.
Seryna didn't mind too much. She khat Olenna was dangerous, but not in a way that would charm Jon and make her queen of Artica, so she took Arya by the arm and followed her husband with the dy. Thus, they began to leave the pce, leaving only the dies of the Reach still in the garden, as they ehe castle.
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Ra here: I had to review some points, first I didn't know who Garn's bride was, so I wrote first that she wasn't present, then I fixed it, I hope I have made that clear.
I know it's a lot of dialogue in a short time... I promise I won't spend too much time on the iation, something that has already been seen in Dorne, just going over unique points like the sale of horses and other things from the Reach.
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