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  Pessoa Thrid POV

  Westeros, 295 AC.

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  Note: I noticed that I sometimes fuse the name Arctiay sider Arctic, Artis, and Arctic to be the same.

  They returo the room of their first meeting as they settled in. "Take me to my chair... my boy," Olenna requested, settling into her pce, while the rest aligned in their groups.

  "Well, let's begin..." Olenna spoke, and Jon nodded o his wife and cousin, although he was not with his ministers, he would pass on a report to them ter in a meeting.

  Jon began talking about his products; it was an initial meeting and would still take many days to rea agreement, but even so, as he did with Dorne, he made it very clear that his prices were fixed and would not be ged.

  Johat even if they tried to sell their items at a higher price, there would be petitors in other kingdoms like Dorne, having to use more petitive prices, and the market would self-adjust without him needing to keep monit it.

  "Alright, we'll keep that in mind..." Olenna said after hearing Jon's demands about the prices of his products. "I heard that you iated a port with Dorne... which seems quite surprising..." She said, wanting more information, a fn kingdom creating a port on the southern coast oher side of the ti is quite surprising...

  "Yes... that is true, it will be a means to supply both Dorne and any other part of the region," Jon said.

  "So you pn to trade with the Free Cities?" She asked, and Jon shrugged, knowing this was quite obvious information.

  "Yes, after we visit Westeros, I pn to go to Essos in a year..." Jon said.

  "Iing..." Olenna murmured while Margaery o her was silent for a while.

  "I'm sure you will succeed in this venture, after all, ice is a revolutionary producer in the Free Cities..." Wils decided to give some praise and Jon nodded.

  "Now let's get down to business, you told my grandson you would like to buy many horses, but are horses from the Reach suitable for you in the north?" Olenna asked curiously.

  "We have all the pnts and trees the Reach offer... so the answer is yes," Jon smiled at the old dy, who nodded with a smile.

  "That's good, let's start a list of your demand," she ented.

  They tinued iating all of Jon's demands while he tried to get the best price for his demands.

  The meeting finally ended as it was noon. "Would you like to have a meal with our family?" Olenna asked.

  "Sorry, but I have some things to do at my camp, we leave it for the ime we meet?" Jon suggested, and Olenna nodded.

  "Alright, I'll be waiting for that," she said.

  "I will apany the Arti king to the exit, Margaery, you apany our dies?" Wils suggested.

  "Yes, of course," she said and apahe two Arti women.

  "I would like to see you in the courtyard again tomorrow, I need a rematch, Arti king," Garn said as Jon nodded, seeing no problem with that.

  They began to follow the group while Olenna calmly waited, with her grandsourning a while ter, "Did everything go well?" she asked.

  "Yes, granny..." Wils said.

  "What did you think of the meeting?" She asked Wils directly.

  "It's unpreted..." he admitted.

  "Yes, we will have difficulty meeting his demands, but it will put a lot of money in our pockets, we should talk to our suppliers ter..." Olenna ented.

  "I've never seen so much money beiiated like this, is this how a business meeting is done?" Margaery ented.

  "My dear granddaughter, no, usually the amount is much lower..." Olenna ented analyzing her granddaughter with a smile, "Jon Arctic is really a wealthy man, who ieros would want to spend so much money on horses?" she said, after all, Jon demanded a huge amount, they were talking about more than 5,000 breed horses and 10,000 animals fhter a reprodu, perhaps even that number could double.

  "Does he pn to put his entire army on horses?" Garn couldn't help but wonder. After all, only people with some money could have horses, even in a war being called by their lords, only a seleumber of people owned horses, while a rge part of the plebeians had to fight tilling the nd.

  "Your idea of an army is really scary... and he already has all those giants..." Wils ented, as the heir to Highgarden, he always had to think about what he would do if someone became his enemy...

  "They are big, but a rge enough army take them down," Olenna mocked, believing they could be destroyed if they were in a war, after all, the Reach could gather 100,000 soldiers to fight, and within that number, at least 30,000 mounted.

  "Shall we have our meal, then?" Margaery ented.

  "Yes, you go ahead, I want to talk a bit with my granddaughter," Olenna requested, and Wils and Garn obeyed, leaving the room.

  Olenna was left aloh her granddaughter, while she waited for her grandmother to speak. "Tell me, my granddaughter... what bothers you so much?" She spoke with a small smile.

  "I..." Margaery seemed a bit hesitant at first, but eventually spoke. "Queen Seryna... Is this how a woman of her status behaves?" She asked, and Olenna smiled.

  "She certainly knows how to behave like someone of her status, although she does not speak out, she knows how to behave like a queen in a fn nd," Olenna spoke with a tone of admiration, having known a bit about Rhael Targaryen for many years.

  "Could I learn from her?" Margaery asked.

  "Yes, I believe so, her education is something I've never seen before, they even speak in uages while we just look baffled," Olenna ented, and Margaery remarked.

  "Your face also tells me you're thinking about something else," Olenna tinued after analyzing her granddaughter's face more closely, clearly, she something.

  "I..." Margaery was a bit hesitant to speak.

  "Is it about the Arti king, isn't it?" She asked, and Margaery seemed surprised by that, even wanting to deny it. "e on, my granddaughter. I know you, I saw how you look at him," she said, and Margaery looked embarrassed, her face turning a bit red.

  "I... wao know if Prince Joffrey... is like him..." She said timidly.

  "My granddaughter has been charmed by the northerner..." Olenna spoke sarcastically.

  "It's not that, granny!" Margaery tried to deny.

  "It's alright... My dear, your father also made many maidens fall in love with him, I'm not surprised and he is indeed a handsome and strong man, it's natural," Olenna ented.

  "Lord Stark? I had never heard such things about him..." Margaery asked surprised, after all, Lord Stark is known for his honor, not for being a galnt man.

  "Haha. Fet that detail... We'll talk about it one day," Olenna said and looked intranddaughter's eyes with a more serious gaze.

  "Jon Arti, is a handsome and strong man, and more importantly, he is a kie his bastard in. However, you wouldn't want to bee queen of a kingdom we hardly know anything about, besides you wouldn't be the only queen, tell me, my granddaughter, is this passion you are developing for him worth it, do you want to be queen of a frozen nd or of the Seven Kingdoms?" She asked seriously.

  "Queen of the Seven Kingdoms..." Margaery responded.

  "Great, you were raised for this, so leave this love for your future husband and do not nurture anything that could harm you iure," she said, still speaking in the same tone.

  "Yes... granny..." Margaery ented.

  "Great, now let's go to our meal, your father must be waiting for us with your brothers," she said and they began to leave the room.

  Meanwhile, Jon arrived at his camp with his guards ao the rgest tent where everyone was having their meals and joihem, he held a ter meeting with his ministers updating them on the iations, iernoon while Arya was going to train, Jon was busy attending to many nobles roached asking for audiences for him and his businesses.

  On the same day, many kilometers from Highgarden, as some puddles shone refleg the sun after some days of rain in that area. A puddle was soon stepped in as horses tinued riding along the road, a group made up of 15 men tiheir journey.

  "We're arriving in a few days, my prince," a man dressed in white metal ptes approached the main member of that group.

  "That's good, Ser. We're finally arriving," the prince of the Seven Kingdoms spoke, and he was her than Renly Baratheon, the younger brother of King Robert, the first of his name.

  Renly smiled at his royal guard and turo the man mounted o him, who was his former squire and now a knight. "What do you think, Ser, are you missing your family?" Renly asked with a small smile.

  "Yes, my prince... I'm eager to see them again..." Loras Tyrell, a knight who was retly appointed by the prince himself after demonstrating great skill and bravery at a tour on the Isle of Faces.

  "That's good... we're almost there..." Renly spoke with a small smile.

  "My prince, are you still sure about this, going to see a savage... it doesn't suit your status..." The royal guard said with a tone showing disdain.

  "We left the capital as soon as we khey were ing here nearly a moon ago, so we wouldn't miss the opportunity to meet this unique group, did you know they have giants, Ser?" Renly spoke to his man as they tiheir way on the road, there were the prince himself, Renly, Loras, the royal knight, and a guard taking care of security and supplies while traveling on the king's road.

  "Surely a lie told by the Dornish!" The man spat.

  "Don't be so skeptical, ser. There are too many wito say they do, so be careful, I don't want t news of a man stomped by a giant to my brother," Renly spoke with grace. "Moreover, I am on a diplomatic mission given by my own brother, so I will meet them and ask them to e to King's Port, their products have caught the king's attention." Renly ented, at this time the news about the Arti fleet destroying ships at sea in front of the capital had not yet reached his ears, so he was unaware of the chaos that had begun to happen at the cil table.

  "Don't worry, my prince, I will protect you from anything," Loras ented and Renly ughed.

  "That's great, my knight. You will certainly prove your worth, besides there is a tour and I hope to see you winning, if we still arrive in time for the joust," Renly spoke and everyone nodded.

  They tiheir journey, passing through the fields that the Reach could offer while startling all the oners on the road, as the group followed with the king's banner while everyoepped aside, until night fell and they camped after finding a good terrain.

  The day, in Highgarden, Jon had another audieh some nobles, asking for some iations, although he always said that he was handling this with the Tyrells and could not do it personally with them, after all they are the suppliers, he could not sell such products individually.

  Garn appeared again, in addition to the invitation to go to the castle again, Jon handed over the men who tried to rob him these days, as they had talked about the day before.

  Jon the off again fhtower Castle, along with his wife and Arya. Upon arriving at the pce, they were greeted by Wils along with his sister again. While Jo out with Wils and Garn, the women apanied his sister to meet with other noblewomen.

  Jon ended up again oraining ground after leaving his wolf in the kehe young Hightower was there along with the Redwywins and some other young nobles, after all, the news of the previous fight had spread through the noble camps and everyone wao see the man who defeated the tour champion, this could be inferred from the pce having a rge tration of older the site watg from a distance.

  He trained with the youths while tinuing, oer ao achieve victory after victory, no one could defeat him in that courtyard. Garn finally asked for his rematch, but it also did not ge the result from the previous day, after feeling the Valyrian steel sword pressing against his neck again.

  After all the attendees cpped for the boy's performance, Jon decided to step out of the ring and stand as a spectator o Wils and his royal guard. "Look, it seems we had many spectators today," Wils spoke pointing at the distance while there were many here, one group stood out as Jon saw his sister, wife apanied by other wives, although Arya had a face that she preferred to be in the ring rather than there.

  "You certainly left my brother's fiancée quite horrified with you defeating him in the fight," Wils couldn't stop enting after seeing that woman several times, having a face of in the middle of the fight and horrified when Garn lost, even from that distance.

  Jon shrugged it off; he shouldn't care much about what his oppo's wife thought, even if it was a joke from Wils. After all, in war, life ah are not decided by what might please or displease a dy. You just have to fight for your life, and the training field is the best way to prepare for such a thing. Jon would be a fool to lose to ahere just to please one person and thought the same of anyone else doing that.

  They tiraining until it was finally lunchtime, and Jon decided to accept the invitation once more, joining the Tyrell family's table. Wils, Garn, Margaery, and even Olenhere. He had no problems with them and found them quite receptive, the same could be said for Lady Tyrell. But Mace seemed quite unfortable, however, he kept his mouth shut as if he was being oppressed by Olenna, Jon found the dynamics of this family amusing.

  Jon said his goodbyes ter and with his wife and Arya, returo the camp, while they received yet another invitation for the bahat night, but Jon again deed, preferring to stay with his men, not wanting to be with a bunch of nobles.

  This dynamitinued over the following days, as they returo iate several times, with Olenna always trying to gain something on her prices, but Jon always stood firm, to the point of saying he would cel any tract if the agreement was not fulfilled.

  It was just two days ter tinuing this dynamic that something happened. While eaoble tio party ients, celebrating the tour and creating es among nobles from all over the kingdom and even some beyond the Reach, a scout approached Hightower castle urgently iernoon, as he came with shog hat armed the entire castle. Olenna, on her baly, quietly taking tea with her granddaughter, received the news and smiled at it. "It seems your brother has arrived along with the prince," she ented, and Margaery's eyes sparkled.

  "Should we receive him, grandma?" she asked.

  "Of course, we're going to receive him. We're talking about our family and the royalty of the Seven Kingdoms," Olenna said as she began to rise. The pce became all bustling right after that, with the Baratheon banner approag while the Tyrell soldiers already made their escort as soon as they met them on the road. They quickly trotted to the gate, entering while everyone ahemselves. There weren't many the moment, as their arrival was somewhat ued, but Renly, despite liking to show off, didn't mind this and approached the Tyrell family who were lined up.

  "My prince," Renly dismounted his horse as he approached and was greeted with almost everyone bowing to him, and not kneeling, after all, he was the prinot the king.

  Renly smiled at everyone and looked at Olenna, who stood still uhe others. "You're not going to make me do the same, are you? You don't expe old woman like me to do this, you know how it be harmful to my health and my spine," she pined immediately and Renly ughed at that.

  "Hahahaha. That's fine, I'm used to dealing with you, Miss Olenna," he ented with a smile.

  He asked everyoo rise at that moment and his gaze quickly looked around searg for someone among those present, but without finding him. "Our special guest isn't here?" he asked, curious, surprising some with his question, sihe prince himself was ied iis.

  "No, my prince, he is at his camp. Usually, he es here in the m, stays with us while we make some iations, and theurns to the camp to take care of his things," Wils expined.

  "I see. You are holding bas at night, may I meet him then?" he immediately asked.

  "We hold bas every night, my prince, but Jon Artiever es. He has accepted none of our invitations," Wils expined again.

  "I uand, alright, let's leave it at that. Tomorrow I would like to meet him," Renly spoke.

  "My prince, should we really make an invitation or just give an order?" the royal guard beside him suggested, but Renly shook his head.

  "He may not be the king of this nd, but he is certainly a king reized by his people, and we ot test that, no matter how much we do not want to accept this fact," Renly spoke, after all, he did not want to create hostility with Jon Arti, as he saw a lot of potential in a retionship betweewo. For him, it is better to have a friend than an enemy, and when you have many friends, many things happen in your favor... he had this thought with a greedy sparkle in his eyes and tio speak. "We should respect his decisions and be respectful," Renly advised auro the Tyrell family.

  "Now I'm sure you all want to see Loras, let's get a room to stay," he said in the end before Loras approached the family and Renly began to settle into the castle.

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