[Chapter Size: 3800 Words.]

  ---------------------------------------

  Pessoa Thrid POV

  Westeros, 295 AC.

  ---------------------------------------

  "Samwell Tarly..." The chubby boy spoke without being able to meet Jon's eyes.

  "Tarly... One of the great houses of this realm, known for produg great generals in the history of Westeros..." Jon ented calmly. He had seen one or two Tarlys in green visions, anizing their strategies otlefield along with their armies, drawing great lessons from them.

  "Thank you for the pliment... but I don't sider myself a great Tarly..." the chubby boy ented with slumped shoulders.

  "Are you the you son?" Jon asked. He didn't know all the details of every house, only the main ones from what he studied before ing here, but he khat Lord Randyll Tarly had two sons, and his first thought, seeing the behavior of this boy his age, was that Samwell wasn't his heir.

  "No..." The boy seemed to have a defeated toh that, while Jon raised an eyebrow at him.

  "No? I uand..." Jon noticed something very wrong there but decided not to get involved iernal affairs of these families and looked at the sky. "When I arrived, I saw you alone looking at the stars, do you like it?" Jon didn't know why, but he ended up making versation with that boy.

  "I like to look at them, I read a book by an archmaester from 100 years ago who studied astrology." The boy seemed to open up with that.

  Jon looked at him with more favorable eyes. "So you read a lot?" He asked.

  "Yes, yrace." He said a bit more timidly, expeg Jon to judge him for it, after all, he had the arly behind his first name.

  "I am not yrace, I belong to another realm, call me King of Artica." Jon said while the man nodded. Jon then tinued speaking. "The steltion of Sagittarius is beautiful, isn't it?" He tihe versation while Samwell looked at him fused.

  "Yrace, I mean, King of Artica, you said the steltion of Sagittarius!? You know the stars?" He stammered, and Jon smiled at him.

  "Yes, we study astrology in Artica. And rex, young Tarly, I don't know why you're so nervous, I'm just a visitor taking a bit of air on the baly." He said.

  "With all due respect, King Jon, but you are one of the most enigmati Westeros has ever seen! Everyone only talks about you, the boy of 8 and 9 namedays who became a hero of the North, who went beyond the Wall and created a kingdom and is as rich as any great house, has shown to be as intelligent as a maester, and isn't even afraid of King Robert Baratheon, where many years ago the hat you told him to shove a royal decree up his ass reached all the great houses ieros." He exploded as if imitating someone who talked about Jon.

  Samwell had finished and looked at Jon, staring at him with pierg eyes. "I'm sorry, yrace, it slipped out!" He said hastily after realizing his outburst and Jon's expression.

  "Hahahaha!" Jon couldn't hold it and started ughing at that more than he normally would at something. "That was hirious, Lord Samwell, I think I hat." Jon spoke with a humorous tone while the young chubby boy didn't know what to say.

  "I don't know what to say... King Jon." He said, and Jon sighed before smiling at him. This boy could be a source of information too.

  "So, young Tarly, you spoke about me, but you tell what they say about my sister?" Jon wao know since he noticed his sister standing out a lot, wanting to anticipate the thoughts of the nobles of this realm.

  "Lady Arya Stark? Well... They're saying your sister is the most beautiful dy of her geion, many nobles are discussing sendiers to Winterfell. Besides being the daughter of a great noble... she also has kinship with you, someoremely wealthy and militarily powerful, most nobles want her friendship to bee their ally." He said.

  "Friendship? I thought people here mostly didn't like me because of my bastardy." Joioned.

  "Yes, at first everyoreated you with disdain in their circles, but your skill iraining field, the favor the Tyrell family pces in you, as well as Prince Renly Baratheon's great i in you." He spoke to Jon, who was thoughtful about this. He didn't have time to watch all the nobles all the time, so he didn't care much about them.

  "It seems my father will receive messages from all over the realm if things tinue like this. I wonder what will happehey see my sister in the archery tourhe day after tomorrow..." Jon couldn't help but ugh.

  "Archery tour... King Jon?" Samwell asked, surprised.

  "Yes, she will participate. Imagihe faces of all the petitors wheart losing to an 11-year-old girl." Jon said.

  "..." Samwell didn't know how to respond.

  "Anyway, thank you for your hoy, Lord Samwell." Jon said, seeming to have taken a liking to the boy, better than the faces of the people he had met in this realm so far.

  "It was nothing, King Jon." He spoke with respect. "About what you said about the steltion of Sagittarius, you tell me more about it? I don't remember reading anything like it." He said, and Jon nodded.

  "Of course, as a reward, I'll share a bit of my knowledge." Jon began, pointing his fi the stars in the sky. The sky was extremely bright due to the ck of light in this era, although it would be much better seen in forests as.

  Joarted expining, taking out a piece of paper he always kept with him and a quill, drawing all the stars and their positions in the sky. "If you ect all the stars in a drawing, they form the image of a Sagittarius, a mythical beast with the lower body of a horse and the upper body of a man. It is said to be a beast that represents freedom." Jon drew and showed it to the young man.

  "Does that thi?!" Samwell was impressed with the drawing, immediately asking if that thied since Jon had giants, dwarves, and all kinds of fantasy with him.

  "No..." Jon smiled. "That's why I said it's mythical. Eastern culture expin it better; they say people born uhis steltioo be more free-spirited and love their freedom. Though I don't believe a person is defined by the stars above them at their birth." Jon crified in the end.

  "Yes..." Samwell, despite being surprised, spoke.

  "Anyway, I'm going to the hall. Do you want to e back?" Jon asked, and he shrank back.

  "No... it's not a pce for someone like me..." He said, shoulders slumped again.

  "..." Jon didn't respond, seeming to uand that this young man was heavily judged, and there were many people at the entrance of the baly looking at them, with some jokes directed at the boy.

  "All right... I'm going. I hope to see you again, Lord Samwell Tarly..." Jon said and began to return to the hall.

  At the main table, Olenna spoke all she could about Lyanna Stark to Arya, while she seemed quite excited.

  "In the end, the priole her away. Everyone knew something was wrong as soon as he handed her the flowers, but no one imagined what would happe." Olenna said.

  "The Mad King burned my grandfather and my uncle Brandon alive too." Arya spoke.

  "Yes, it's true. But your uncle went to Red Keep demanding your sister after she was kidnapped, despite having threatehe prind being imprisoned for it." She said.

  "..." Arya fell silent after that.

  "You know, you remind me a lot of her..." Olenna admitted.

  "Everyone says that..." Arya ented.

  "Yes, but you possess not only the beauty; your cws are equally sharp. Since you will participate in the archery tour, I hope you don't disappoint." She said, leaving Arya shocked, not knowing this informatio.

  "What do you mean I'm going to participate in the archery tour?!" She had no idea about such a thing.

  "Your brother hasn't told you yet. He made an agreement with Prince Renly to be at this ba, but it's better if you talk to him." She said.

  "All right..." Although Arya wanted answers, looking towards the track while Jo with Renly, she would have to wait until he returned.

  "It is a great pleasure to speak with you, young one. But may I exge a few words with my granddaughter?" Olenna asked as she saw Seryna and Margaery approag the table as well.

  "All right." Arya nodded, leaving Olenna's side, as she wao talk with Seryna a bit too.

  "How was dang with the prince?" Olenna asked Margaery.

  "It was an hrandmother. The prince is very charming." Margaery spoke after sitting beside her grandmother.

  "But I saw ynces going elsewhere..." She ented while watg her granddaughter dance.

  "I..." Margaery felt embarrassed.

  "I uand you, my granddaughter. He is a man who mao be more handsome than Renly and his brother, who already make all the maidens fall madly in love. A bonus is that Jon of Artica seems to like women a lot, uhe st two." Olenna ughed at that, while Margaery felt embarrassed, thinking that her brother and the prince were lovers and must be meeting somewhere at this party alone, after all, Jon of Artica was ing back from the castle baly alone.

  "Do you want to dah him?" Olenna asked suddenly.

  "I couldn't..." Margaery ented, looking at Seryna talking to Arya a few chairs away from them.

  "Don't be silly, just one da won't hurt anyone." Olenna said, and Margaery seemed a bit hesitant.

  "Wils!" Olenna called from her table. Wils, who was talking to some nobles he table, looked at his grandmother. "Take your sister to see uests." She requested, and Margaery, with no way out, got up from the table ao her brother before whispering her reason in his ear.

  He nodded and started walking with Margaery towards Jon, who was talking to some nobles roached him to discuss some business matters and seek friendship with the Arctig.

  "I sehat Lady Margaery wants something with Jon," Arya said o Seryna as they talked about her possible participation in the archery tour.

  "I know, she couldn't stop looking at him during the dance," Seryna ented.

  "Isn't that bad?" Arya looked at Seryna, expeg some jealousy.

  "Jon will always be looked at. I 't do anything about that, and Jo seem ied in this woman." Seryna spoke calmly. It wasn't like Jon was looking at Margaery the way he looked at Nyra in Dorne.

  "King of Artica." Jon was talking to some nobles who were even sycophants while he heard Wils approag, using the e to walk with one hand and his sister on his arm with the other as they approached.

  "Lord Wils, Lady Margaery..." Jon said while the other nobles also greeted them.

  "My lords... How are you?" Wils asked the other nobles while Margaery looked directly at Jon.

  "Is the ba pleasing you, King of Artica?" She asked.

  Jon looked at her and nodded. "Yes, I like your food, it's fresh, and mixed with our drinks, I 't pin." Jon said.

  "I hope so. our luxuries be pared to your kingdom's?" She asked curiously.

  "In rge part, yes. But if I'm ho, my dy, Artica surpass you." Jon was sincere while Margaery was surprised at Jon's preference despite not really knowing his kingdom.

  "That is quite surprising. Would you take me to dance?" She asked while only the two of them were talking, as Wils had grabbed the attention of the here.

  Jon had a choice, to talk with those sycophants who wouldn't let him go to the table, or to have a dah this woman. He didn't think mud then raised his hand for the dy to give her hand to him.

  Margaery gave a sweet smile as she raised her hand and Jon took her to the dance floor.

  "Seryna..." Arya seemed shocked by that.

  "Let them be." Seryna shrugged, not g about it.

  Jon moved to the dance floor while many watched him at that moment. He prepared in the middle of the floor, pced his hand on the waist of the flower of this realm, and began to dah her.

  "I've never danced with a king, so I am honored by this." She said, looking into his eyes with sincere admiration. That dance seemed to surprise everyone around them, as many heirs were hoping to dah Margaery after she initially danced with the prince, but she ended up dang with the Arctig.

  Margaery tialking during the dance. "I saw you dang, but now seeing you leading, it is so charming. Did you learn in Artica too?" She asked, letting Jon lead her in the dance.

  "Yes, Lady Margaery." Jon said. The woman in front of him was one of the most beautiful he could find ieros, but he wasn't surprised by her beauty. He had his wives whom he sidered even more beautiful.

  "Is there anything you don't know?" She questioned with a smile.

  Jon gave a small smile. "We are stantly learning, my dy. To say that you know everything, no matter how good you are at something, is foolishness. There is always something we be learning." He smiled charmingly.

  "You speak with such wisdom..." She couldn't help but murmur as she looked into those eyes that could lead any dy to bed. Margaery had no experience, but she couldn't deny that if this man wao deflower her tonight, she wouldn't resist.

  They tinued dang for several songs without aerfering. They tinued like this for 20 minutes until Margaery felt herself sweating. As much as she enjoyed tinuing the dance, she didn't want to ruin her perfect image.

  " you take me to the main table, King of Artica?" She asked in a submissive tone while Jon nodded.

  As they began to move, one of the Redwywins quickly approached, interrupting their path. It was the twin who hadn't asked to dah Arya. "Lady Margaery, may we dance?" He asked.

  "Sorry, my lord. But I am tired ao rest a bit." She said with the charm expected of a woman of her status.

  "..." The noble only nodded, looking displeased and even giving Jon an angry look for taking so much of Lady Margaery's time on the dance floor. Jon didn't care about him.

  "It seems the prince has returned." Margaery ented as she held Jon's arm, returning to the table.

  "Lord of Artica, I was waiting for you." Prince Renly greeted as Jon sat between him and his wife.

  "I am back." Jon said, though he had hoped to return earlier but roached so many times that he ended up dang.

  "Did you have a good dance?" Seryna looked at him while asking.

  "Well, I 't pin." Jon said, and she nodded without jealousy.

  Seryna wasn't as jealous as Ygritte. Even when Jo with Nyra, she didn't mind, even expeg her husband to find more wives iure, as he had always made clear.

  "So, Lord Jon. Lady Arya is very excited about the tour." Renly said while Jon looked at Arya beside Seryna.

  "Lady Olenna told her." Seryna ehough Jon had already heard it from a small hidden rat. He was also surprised to hear about his aunt in that tour many years ago, which ighe fmes of war that ter brought down House Targaryen.

  "Yes, thank you, Jon!" Arya excimed excitedly.

  Jon nodded and turned back to Prince Renly. "I'm sure you seem to want to discuss something more with me." Jon said.

  "Yes, King of Artica. I want to make a proposal." He began as Jon raised an eyebrow, though he already knew.

  "What would it be?" Jon asked.

  "I am very ied in your sword... Darksister. As a desdant of House Targaryen, I believe it to be a perfect sword for me..." He began with a friendly smile while practically demanding the sword.

  "Well, you may have Targaryen blood through yrandmother, and evehe prince of the realm, but that doesn't give you the right to something found in another realm many years ago." Jon spoke calmly as everyo the table heard this, making the atmosphere quite dangerous.

  "Are you saying the prince has nht to the sword?" Loras suddenly spoke while the royal guards behind Jon remained alert to any possible flict.

  "I am." Jon said calmly.

  "I respect you, King of Artica, but I am sure the nobles here present would agree with me." Renly tinued.

  "You think they have any power over my belongings? I have a fleet at sea at this moment, and I'm not lying when I say I could quer the entire realm right now. I doubt all these nobles could ahemselves when we un attack here." Jon spoke with a dangerous tone, shog everyo the table. He was talking about attag this realm.

  "You are..." Renly couldn't believe what he was hearing. He expected anything but a possible war.

  "I am saying, Prince Renly, that I came to this realm to iate, but if you want a bloodbath, ropose that as well from the moment someories to steal from me or raises a sword to threaten me. So, I hope you don't doubt I will do something. The same be said for you, Lady Olenna." Jon spoke with a tone he hadn't used with the old dy yet, implying that he expected her to doubt his words so he could un attack with his fleet. He could devastate Highgarden aurn without the realm being able to unch a terattack or Westeros being able to stop them, because at sea they were invincible with Arctic teology.

  The table was in a very dangerous situation while no one could say a word after Jon's little speech.

  Loras pced his hand on his sword, while the royal guards did the same. At the boy's first move, he would lose his head.

  "Loras, drop that sword." Olenna finally spoke, more serious than usual. She turned back to Jon, feeling that this might not end well for either side. For her, even if she harmed Jon, it would be a catastrophe to deal with thousands of soldiers nding on her coast and marg here. They didn't have an army ready to face them.

  "Mother..." Mace tried to speak.

  "Shut up a me talk." She growled at him before turning back to Jon. "I think our tempers are a bit high, King of Artica. I'm sure Prince Renly didn't mean it that way, did you?" She raised an eyebrow at Renly, who was sweating a bit.

  "Yes, Lady Olenna is right. Perhaps my words were a bit heated..." He ented, still frowning. After all, he didn't want a fight to happen while trying to intimidate Jon.

  "Let me rephrase my proposal, King Jon..." He began, regaining some posure. "I want to bet on your sword. I am willing to give a rge piey nds in Stormnds for you to build a port, as you did with Dorne." He spoke, trying not to sound threatening anymore.

  "You want to give me nds for my sword in a test... but what do you want to bet on?" Jon asked, but without a threatening tone, seeming almost friendly again.

  "How about you participate in the joust? If you win, I am willing to give you these nds. If my personal knight wins, I get your Valyrian steel sword..." He proposed.

  "..." Jon thought about it in silehe eable waited for his response while other tables in the distance seemed to notiething was quite wrong there. "All right, it doesn't seem bad." Jon said. He seemed just surprised, but he had already heard Renly and Loras's versation before they came to the main table. And he could easily win some nds, so he was willing to accept.

  "That's great!" Renly cpped his hands happily, while the rest of the table seemed to sigh in relief.

  Renly then stood up from the table and ked his utensils to get the entire hall's attention. The bards stopped pying at that moment with the prince's annou.

  "Attention, nobles of the Reach!" Renly began. "I, Prince Renly Baratheon, am pleased to make aing annou at this ba. I am hoo reveal that our illustrious guest, Lady Arya Stark, will participate in the archery tour. Withe impressive skill of this young dy from Winterfell, who promises to surprise all the petitors." He said, while everyone looked at Arya in surprise.

  "A girl participating in archery, what absurdity is this?!" Many excimed in low voices, but no one dared to disagree with the prince of Westeros and his decision.

  Arya felt hundreds of eyes on her, but she didn't care as she smiled, ign the disdain. She would prove to be one of the best archers iour.

  "Furthermore..." Renly had not finished. "There is a special challenge I want to share. Our valiant fn king, Jon of Artica, known for his quests and skills, has decided to participate in the joust at my invitation. However, Jon is not a traditional knight and, instead, brings aing proposal for all of us. He wagers the legendary sword Dark Sister against the nds of Stormnds with me!"

  "Jon and I have agreed to participate in this joust as a friendly test. If Jon wins, he will receive a portion of the Stormnds to build a port, simir to what he did in Dorne. If my personal knight triumphs, the legendary sword Dark Sister will return to the hands of one who has Targaryen blood by dest."

  Everyone was so surprised by this that they fot about the child participating in archery, looking at Jon with i. Despite not being a knight, wagering his Valyrian steel sword was exg for everyohere.

  "Let this ba tio celebrate ce, skill, and friendship between the realms. May the gods bless the petitors and may the winds of fortune be in your favor! Please tih the celebration. The archery petition will begin the day after tomorrow and the joust week!" Renly announced while the entire hall stood up to cp at the proposal, looking at the main table. The tour had beuch more iing than before for everyone.

  ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆

  ? Ra here: ?

  I deeply appreciate your support sihe beginning of this exg journey!

  I hope each chapter has provided incredible moments. If you like my work and would like to support the tinuation of this fanfic, sider being a patron with pns starting at 2!. As a token of gratitude, I offer access to more than 165 extra chapters with 8 active fanfics at the same time, along with other exclusive bes on my profile, such as images and signifit decisions for the stories.

  Even if you are not a patron, I am making chapters avaible a few hours earlier here, so bee a free member oform!

  ? RaLeague | Patreon?

  Visit our Patreon for more: https:///RaLeague

  Extra tent Already Avaible:

  ? Naruto - Light Ninja! 20 extra chapters! (plete fanfic chapter extras for any subscription level.)

  ???? One Piece - I Am a Different Luffy!: 30 extra chapters!

  ? Danmachi - Infinite Mana System!: 20 extra chapters!

  ? Game of Throhe Legend of Jon Arctic!: 20 extra chapters!

  ? Naruto - Minato Namikaze SI!: 30 extra chapters!

  ?? The Witcher - As Uchiha Madara! 20 extra chapters!

  ? Harry Potter - Shadow Monarch! 20 extra chapters!

  ? Game of Thrones: DragonBorn! 10 extra chapters!

  Except for One Piece with daily chapters and DragonBorn once a week, all fanfics are updated 3 times a week, there's just a pause in updating in the week, only to create drafts for the week's chapters.

  In addition to the extra chapters, daily chapters are posted and 25 chapters per week!

  Your support is very important and makes all the differen keeping these stories alive.

  Thank you very much for being part of this journey! I hope you tio enjoy the story and that it brings even more joy to your life!

  Visit our Patreon for more!!

  ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆