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  Pessoa Thrid POV

  Westeros, 295 AC.

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  The tour might have ended, but the celebrations tihroughout the following days, especially among the on folk, who kept talking about the event. Here, Jon Artica triumphed gloriously over Prince Renly Baratheon's champion, Loras Tyrell.

  Balds of Jon's victory over Loras echoed throughout the city, with Jon hailed as the hero of the tour. It also highlighted the bet between them involving a Valyrian steel sword and nds that would make many nobles envious. Jon was accimed as the fn king who had won vast nds from the prince of Westeros.

  There were some rumors g that Jon had won because he was a sorcerer who trolled animals, but these were not very pelling, while most believed that it was all nonsense—no one believed in magic without crete evidence.

  Jon was well aware of this, as, besides some of his men walking around the city, his birds were also frequently seen there as they tinued with the festivities. Even the bald about little Joe was heard; the bards were surely hoping that Jon would magically appear and hand out a thousand gold s, as he did with the bard from the archery tour.

  And speaking of which, Jon was eating while he went back to one of his men to talk about this man. "How is our prisoner?" Jon asked his royal guard.

  "He knows he's trapped, but he seems quite devoted to his lord," the royal guard replied as Jon nodded.

  "I figured Doria wouldn't send just anyone," said Jon. "And did they catch the others? I haven't asked about that for days."

  "Yes, my king, as you instructed, we followed them for a few days and caught the birds in their hideout along with the letters. They are stored away until you ask for them," reported one of his men.

  Johis and gave a small smile while looking at his wife. " you stay here a bit with Arya? I'll go sort this out," he requested and headed towards the aviary. He wanted more eyes in King's Landing, so using these directly tacted birds was the best thing.

  After finalizing his trol over the birds, he released them into the sky as they headed east. "What should we do with the children, my king?" the royal guard asked, after watg the birds disappear into the sky.

  "We'll keep them until we leave, then release them. There's no use for us to hold spies, and they are children. I refuse to do this when they were just spying on us," said Jon, sihey didn't have any information about them; it was just a silly game that was easily caught by the wargs in the camp.

  Jon tinued in the camp and spent some time with his wife until Garnd came to meet him and he nodded, mounting his wolf and heading back to the castle, since he had to finish his iations.

  Upon arriving as usual, he was greeted by the usual members, with Wils leading him to the castle while his wife and Arya were apanied by Margaery and her dies-in-waiting.

  Joo a room tanize iations with several nobles from the Reach. He had been doing this over the past few days and had increased the demand even more after the tour ended, buying a horse here, there, setting prices for his products, as he had to maintain his trade policies.

  In the end, Jon finally finalized all his iations, doing the same with his products as he did with Dorne. Despite some problems during his visit in the Reach, it was not bad, on the trary, there was no fool like Oberyn and his daughters.

  In the end, he had made so much mohat, basically, it was a bonus, sin total they had taken more than 500,000 gold s. The Tyrell family was in serious trouble with their treasury because of this, since just the tour cost 200 thousand and they lost even more i.

  Wils did not seem very happy about it, but what could they do? His grandmother had said, after all, to give him the money, as he did not want to have a bad reputation, sihe name of our family would be at stake. It would not be good for the Tyrells to have a hat apaheir house being the opposite of the Lannister family, sihey alay their debts...

  In the end, Johe iation room satisfied. He had spent the amount of 500,000 golden dragons he had won, adding up to a total of over 800,000 gold s and purchasing at least 8,000 war-ready, powerful breed horses, with the first batch of 3,000 already being prepared for the ships. Over the st few days, he appreciated Vils's suggestions and ended up accepting these breeds that the man had praised.

  Jon had big pns for these horses. He himself could improve and breed them easily. He would have his army equipped with a powerful cavalry, which would make Artica even stronger.

  "King of Artica..." As Joed the room with Wils, Garn quickly approached while calling his attention.

  "Yes?" Jon asked, with three royal guards behind him.

  "My grandmother is asking if there could be a private versatioween you two," he said, and Jon thought about it—Lady Olenna wanting to have a word with him at this time, since we've practically iated everything.

  Jon nodded in the end, "Alright, lead the way." He requested and then followed him to meet with the matriarch of House Tyrell, seated in the garden sipping tea alone. Jon had opped to talk with her alone, which he found strange, but approached with curiosity.

  "You finally arrived, king of Artica..." She spoke as soon as he appeared.

  "Lady Olenna." Jon approached the spot, while his guards maintained some distance for a private versation.

  "You know... I feel so young when in the pany of a man so handsome, especially whehe hero of the tour, perhaps a deadly sword otlefield, they say so much about you that I 't decide..." she said sarcastically while raising an eyebrow.

  Jon approached without saying anything, not wanting to give any respoo that woman. "Is it alright if I sit here?" was the only thing he said while she gave an obvious gesture.

  He sat in front of her and looked at the garden while she stared at him. His gaze returo her a moment ter.

  "..." Olenna said nothing but kept analyzing him.

  "..." Jon also remained silent, waiting for this woman to finish whatever she was doing...

  It was then that she decided to break the sileell me, King of Artica... what is your vision for the future?" She asked suddenly, wasting no time. Olenna did not like to beat around the bush with pretty words.

  Jon raised an eyebrow at her, surprised by the question, but decided to answer. "Well, to enrid create a prosperous kingdom. A kingdom that need not worry about anything, that has no enemies, only allies," Jon ented with a smile.

  "A kingdom with only allies and no ehat's rather naive, don't you think, boy? We all have enemies..." she ented, and he just gave a tight-lipped smile.

  "You say that I know very well what I'm talking about, Lady Olenna," he replied, maintaining a more serious look.

  "..." Olenna looked at him for a while. "What do you pn for Westeros...?" She suddenly asked with an earone.

  Jon heard this and pohe question for a moment. She wao know what he exactly pnned with the seven kingdoms, not that a versation could firm anything, but it would be a start to see if Jon was a threat. "I have nothing against Westeros, we are not from these realms and prefer to keep our retionship as trading partners, but you know, I 't let any of my kin die here, or even if any Arti was killed by hands from this realm, I will respond accly." Jon spoke with a tone even firmer than serious.

  "Even your on people?" She asked curiously, after all, Jon seemed to care about all the people with him.

  "Even the on people, Lady Olenna... their safety is my responsibility," Jon said.

  "I see..." Olenna seemed to ponder Jon's words for a moment, it was rare to see a noble say that about their people. "Perhaps you are more like Lord Stark than I thought..." She spoke, "As honorable as the wolf of the north?"

  "I do not sider myself an honorable person, Lady Olenna. I will do what it takes to save my people. Even if it means itting a massacre..." Jon spoke in a somber tone.

  "..." Olenna heard this, knowing Jon had his limits, but she maintained a half-smile on her fad her gaze as sharp as ever. "And what are your iions with the Tyrells? After all this iation, you must have some expectations."

  Jouro a calm demeanor. "My iion is to ehere are no hard feelings between our people. The iatioough and long, but fair. I hope we look to the future as partners, not rivals," Jon said, though he didn't quite believe it if he were ho.

  "That's good... but tell me something... If you had any right below the wall... would you cim anything?" She suddenly asked.

  Although Jon found the question odd... he answered it calmly. "I have nhts, and even if I did, I'm not ied in managing nds that don't belong to Artica," Jon said sincerely, believing she was referring to Winterfell.

  "Hm... It seems you are not as ambitious as I initially thought," she said.

  "I have my own ambitions, Lady Olenna, and nds in the south are not among them, except of course, acquiring some nd areas where I build a port uhe Arti fg to boost trade," Jon said.

  "Iing, but you know this will be very upsetting for some nobles, Lord Hightower is worried about losing trade in Oldtown and I bet the old lion, Tywin Lannister, must be gnashing his teeth right now..." She mocked.

  "If that's the case, they want unfair petition, and are petty in my opinion. Trade is always a good way t more prosperity with more products on the market and more affordable prices for the on people," Jon ented. He entered with his pany to boost world trade, those fools who think they want to stop his products will bring bad situations for their own trade, after all with Dorne already trading Arti products, this would make people ied in these nds.

  "Well, I would let them scream and pin... Though I believe the old lion will see some positive points in your trade... Do you pn to go there?" She asked.

  "Yes, but I want to go to Oldtown first, I want to pick up a rge amount of books at the Citadel," Jon said as Olenna raised an eyebrow to that.

  "You io go there...? I would advise you to be careful..." Olenna was sincere, she khat Lord Hightower had a hostile look towards Jon and even the maesters seemed quite agitated st week.

  "I know how to take care of myself, Lady Olenna..." Jon spoke in a calm tone.

  "Anyway, we would like to visit this kingdom one day, when will you open your kingdom..." She asked, knowing that Jon was taking people to educate his people and holding them for 5 years in Artica.

  "In a few years, I will make a trip to the east soon, I will stay there a year before returning to the kingdom, I pn to work on this as soon as we stabilize our ey for the world," Jon talked a bit about his superficial pns.

  "I see..." She said in the end as they ended up talking about other topics, but nothing as important as the topics discussed before, Jon knew she was looking at him strahe eime, as if she was trying to indicate someone in her, and when she spoke of his father, she never said he was his father, unlike when referring to Arya, which was strange, and it was even strange she asked if he had any right to nds beyond Artica, since he was a bastard. But Johat if he pressed and asked about this fact, he wouldn't get the answer he wanted.

  "It leasure talking with you, King of Artica, I hope we have good business and a good jouro your kingdom..." She eill analyzing him, while he nodded.

  "Goodbye, Lady Olenna. I hope our trade is very prosperous, I enjoyed spending a good amount of gold with you on those horses and livestoimals," Jon said, after all, he didn't just buy breed horses, but many animals to raise in Artid have a meat system that could supply the entire popution that would soon grow, as well as his wolves and other animals in the forest area within the walls.

  Jon began to leave, meeting his wife and other dies outside, when Lady Margaery approached to greet him with the same look she always gave him. "King Jon... I hope you have a good journey, I will miss your wife and sister greatly, it's a shame not to have such charming and intelligent pany anymore." She spoke in a courteous tone.

  "It is true that Highgarden has been quite weling, and we will not fet that, but we must tinue our journey. We are moons away from home and I intend for my children to be born on my nds, so we must move on." Jon spoke as she nodded, still looking at him, almost trying to seduce him.

  After that, Jo on to greet Wils and Garn, with Renly and Loras also appearing. Renly called him over to talk a lot; Johat the man wao form an alliand could see his ambitions for his brother's throne, which was very strange. But matters of Westeros were not something he wao get involved in, not when his father, Bran, or even Ri were not at risk.

  Jon didn't care much for Robb or Sansa, after all, he had hardened his heart towards those two many years ago. Then, after greeting these people, he began tanize his departure while heading to his camp. His men were already anizing all sorts of items and pag up their tents quickly.

  Jon had also left a stock to keep the bas going as a toast. After all, the parties here would tinue for another week after the end of the tour.

  Many were a bit frustrated with the champion of the joust leaving, but Jon could no longer waste time. While Oak Garden was ied with his ships at this time, loading all the horses he had mao acquire in the first pce.

  8,000 select horses are not easy tanize, so they had to load only what they managed for this trip, which was 3,000 initially from the first iations they had 2 weeks ago.

  There were many nobles with a good number of these horses, and with the absence of wars ieros, they were not so necessary, making them easy to acquire. Jon had already ao pick up the other 5,000 horses when he brought the rade cargo.

  Jon arrived at the camp while everything seemed quite agitated. A man came to speak to him as soon as he arrived. "My king... there is a mao speak with you, he insisted that you had a proposal for him and he said he was your oppo in the first joust of the tour..." The man spoke while Jon raised an eyebrow to this...

  "Samwell Tarly?" Jon asked.

  "Yes, my king." The guard firmed.

  "I'll speak with him, where is he?" Jon asked.

  "He's in the mai, which we haven't taken dow." He said and Jon nodded.

  "Let's go there." Jon said.

  Ihe tent, Samwell was quite unfortable, while everyohere looked at him, there were at least 6 Artis taking care of him, the dwarves seemed to stare at him as if he was a dead man, and for Samwell, it was frightening.

  " you stop sg him?" Jon's voice emerged as everyone saw him entering. "Leave me with him alone." Jon ordered while the men finally nodded a.

  "King Jon..." Samwell said cautiously.

  "Few people call me that, Samwell Tarly..." Jon did not fail to say as most everyone called him King of Artica.

  "I apologize, I didn't mean to offend you!" Samwell quickly apologized, not wanting to offend this man.

  "No offeaken, my friend. Tell me, are you here for the proposal I made?" Jon asked.

  "Yes... and I initially wao thank you for what you did in the first game of the joust... I know you did something with my horse... King Jon, I mean, King Artica..." He spoke, aware of the rumors about Jon and knowing that horse was beyond his trol.

  "It was nothing... I saw that you needed some help there..." Jon said in a calm tone, not minding something like this being revealed to this guy.

  "Thank you... I think I've never been looked upon so favorably by my father..." Samwell ented, recalling how his father, without a word, o him, while his family excimed how he had learo ride in that manner.

  Samwell tinued. "And about your proposal to go to Artica... I'm sorry... I couldn't do that..." He said, after all, despite feeling favorably about it, he was afraid to leave just like that.

  "..." Jon looked at him for a while and nodded, uanding. "That's alright, I just hope you won't regret this." Jon finally said.

  "Yes... I hope so too..." Samwell said in the end, and they cluded the versation there, while Jo back tanizing the camp with the Artis. He finally ed it up as everyone prepared for the journey, and after a few hours, a rge crowd of nobles and oners watched the group depart, hoping to see those giants and Jon, the hero of the tour and the victor of the final joust, finally leaving. Eldric also mao secure a bride; he came to talk to him about a woman from the South, and his family ended up betting on this marriage. They were from a very small family, just a vassal of ayrell vassal, so it portunity for that noblewoman, even though Eldric was not a noble, he certainly had a name in Artica.

  This was doh a tract with the family, as the woman would not be able to have tact with her family for the few years, but as soon as Artica could be opehey could go visit.

  With that, Jon had all the tracts ready and was finally departing, heading to his fleet at sea again and moving on to his point, which would be Oldtown after Lord Hightower insisted heavily for him to go there. No one imagihat this would be the starting point of a chaos that would spread throughout Westeros from that point on.

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