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  Thrid Person POV

  Essos, 296 AC.

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  "Release them," Jon said as his men began to untie all the Lys soldiers.

  They started to be freed, still looking with fear at the Arctic group. "W-what will happen to us?" A middle-aged man spoke at that moment with some fear toward the Arctig.

  "You will return to Lys, take your prince back to his father… or part of him… also let him know that if Lys still wants a trade deal, they will have to e to us… but if this happens and your father wants revenge against any Arcti… we will attack Lys… you uand that?" Jon gave a warning in a threatening tone.

  "Y-yes, King of Artica… we will do exactly that…" The man murmured with clear fear, and Jon nodded before turning back to his men.

  "Now we go south, we have to visit other cities ahem return on their own…" Jon said as his men began to move. He looked o time at the men from Lys. "You don't o worry about pirates… after the news of our fleet in the sea, they all started hiding like flies… so the sea is safer now." Jon informed them before heading to the fleet's ship aing course for the fgship.

  Without choice, the Lys selor could only watch the Arctis starting to prepare as they began to pull away from them, leaving them behind, being much faster. He then headed into his ship, seeing a se that made him tremble as the once arrogant young man was now a man screaming and g.

  The fleet began desding over the few days as Jon tried to visit his aunt and asked Arya to try to cheer her up along with Wind. Little by little, the girl started tain some spirit, beginning to e out of her room again. Jon couldn't bme her for her small depression, she wasn't used to seeing blood, and that must have reminded her of many of her insecurities as she began seeking him out again.

  Tyrosh wasn't far away as they took only a few days to reach the city. At the same time, the Arctic ships with the Minister of Fn Affairs finally began disembarking at the port of Dorne.

  "We're back here, finally," Darius murmured as he had full authority to and the entire group, except for the royal guards who only took orders from the royal family. But Jon had beeo a the best ossible to protect all of his men, even in a nd where Artica didn't have a good retionship with the Martell family after ret events.

  "We are ready, Minister." A royal guard approached the man.

  "Great, let's go," Darius said as they began to depart.

  As soon as they left, several guards were waiting behind a young woman and man as they desded the pnk to meet them.

  "Wele back to Dorne, Arctitlemen. We have met before, Arctiister, Darius," Arianne Martell greeted them alongside her brother at their father's request.

  "It's good to see you again, heir of Dorne, Arianne Martell," Darius greeted in a diplomatie.

  "Let's head to Sunspear. My father is expeg you, though his dition isn't in his favor, which is why he didn't e to greet you, as you know." She said, and Darius nodded as they began to head towards the city, making their way to the Martell fortress.

  Ohey ehe property, they were escorted io meet the head of House Martell and other nobles ied in Arctic products. As they tinued walking through the corridors with some Arctic guards alongside the minister, another part of the guards remained in the courtyard.

  It was in one of these corridors, as they entered a rger room, that they came across Prince Oberyn, watg the Arctis from a er with some i. Darius and the royal guards narrowed their eyes at this individual, notig how he looked at them after everything that had happened.

  Oberyn, however, did nothing, merely smiled at the group with a somewhat mog look. Darius noticed this but soon tinued with the Arctic group, as Doran's children didn't seem to appreciate the se. They tried to guide the Arctis towards the main hall, where Prince Doran Martell was waiting for them.

  Oberyn would not participate in the meeting by order of his brother, so the Arctis didn't insist on that man and proceeded ihey found Doran sitting in his chair, as always, when they ehe room where Doran, his you son, and some nobles were waiting for them.

  "Prince Doran Martell," Darius spoke calmly, looking with i at the man in front of him.

  "It's good to see you here again, Minister Darius. I hope your journey has been pleasant…" Doran said, while Arianne and his other son joihe meeting at his side.

  The versation began, and Doran started discussing their agreements and the current diplomatic retioween Dorne and Artica, which were nearing a crisis after ret events. So much so that there were no more Arcti ships bringing new supplies of their product, something of great io Dorne, especially when the ice had provided them with a pleasure they had never experienced before.

  During the discussion, a strange bird, which had e on the Arcti ships, began cirg the castle. Meanwhile, Jon was trying to look for Nyra as they approached Tyrosh, but he noticed something strange.

  The girl was not in her usual room. The room was abandoned, full of missing items, and Jon found it odd, starting to search other open chambers. However, he couldn't find her because Nyra had been taken away, hidden from his eyes in the sky.

  Doran already knew of Jon's abilities and didn't want him to see her, so he hid her in a closed room within the castle, almost like a prison. The girl was trapped, just staring at the ceiling, her belly very rge with pregnancy.

  Nyra remained in that room, only receiving food. She was frustrated, feeling the situation was worse than she had imagined. Every day, she wondered when the Arctis would arrive and if she would have a ce to see them. After all, she wao disobey her uncle's orders and make tact with Jon or at least inform him about the fact that she was expeg his child. Especially now, as it had been almost nine months since he had left Dorne, and soon she would have to give birth.

  Nyra was frustrated and began to realize that her mother's family wasn't as weling as she had thought. She started to questioher Doran truly saw her as a niece or just as a political tool. After all, she and even her child, whom she didn't want at all—wishing, even at the st moment, that he would be given to his father, knowing that Jon would care for the baby—were now being used as pawns in a political game. This was especially true as Doran's pns to marry her off to Viserys seemed to be falling apart. For some reason, in the past few months, Doran had lost tact with the one ith the Targaryens, who always remained secretive, without revealing the identity or location of Nyra's two uncles.

  Nyra didn't believe that Jon would fall into Doran's pns, that he inteo make her and their child his official heirs so she could bee queen or eveheir child to bee the king of Westeros iure—something very hard to believe, yet not impossible.

  She stayed there for several more hours while the Arctis tinued discussing with Doran until they reached an agreement where both sides would start to make peace. Trade between Dorne and Artica would resume, and Dorne would try to offer tax iives as a way for the Martell family to redeem itself for the fusion with the Arctis. Doran wao speak with Jon personally, and the minister said he would pass the message on to his king. Then, they began to return to the ship, refusing to stay in Sunspear.

  As they were removing their luggage and equipment from the courtyard to return to the ship, without aig, a snake slipped out from between the crates, slithering through some holes in the main courtyard and sneaking into Sunspear. Jon was already not at all pleased to see that Doran had hidden Nyra from him, and he quickly began to follow the snake, which was an animal he had sent as a pn B. It slithered through the secret passages of Sunspear, searg for the girl.

  But it wasn't easy, even as Jon had locked himself in his room with Ygritte, while his ship was already nearing Tyrosh to focus on finding where she was. Hours ter, he finally found a location with an unusual amount of security. After all, there were four men at the door, and there didn't seem to be any passage or window in the area. The snake slithered past the men through the cracks beh some wooden decorations on the floor. It quickly tried to circle the room until, after some time, it finally found a very small gap between the corridor and the room in a difficult-to-reach spot.

  Jon knew he could only trol animals that were within a few kilometers of him, creating a e with them. He couldn't simply trol multiple animals hundreds of kilometers away. So, he had prepared that snake before Darius left. He also knew Doran must have been well-prepared for this. Almost all the rats in the castle had been killed, or even is, as the Martells had pced iicide in various parts of the location.

  Jon even found some traps set for the snake and couldn't help but admire Doran's ing. However, he mao bypass them and finally ehrough the gap, bringing the so the room.

  The room was filled with dles, with an occupied bed, some books on the bedside table, and the area where the persohere, on the bed, was a girl with young, feminine legs, and when Jon raised the snake's head to look, seeing that it was indeed Nyra, he was shocked, practically feeling the ground give way beh him.

  "Hm?!" Nyra, still staring at the ceiling, quickly sensed something strange in her room. She lifted her head swiftly, looking at the snake frozen in one of the ers. Her first instinct was to scream, afraid that it might harm her and her baby, but she held back the effort.

  After catg her breath for a moment, she realized something was off and stared at the sh suspi. First w how a snake could have gotten in, and now the snake remained motionless, as if paralyzed, staring from afar, seemingly frightened.

  "Jon?" Nyra murmured, quickly following her instincts, thinking it might finally be Jon, the Arctig she didn't know how, but had loved sihe moment she saw him.

  "Jon, is that you?" She spoke again, still looking hopefully at the snake, hoping it was truly her love, speaking softly so as not to be overheard by the guards.

  Seeing the sill motionless, without even taking its eyes off her, she became vi was Jon.

  "Jon, listen, if you're there, please, get me out of here," Nyra pleaded immediately, looking at him with tears. She was already vinced she couldn't stay there any longer, her instincts were to save her baby. Her uncle Oberyn didn't seem to want to harm the child… he genuinely cared for Nyra, but she didn't like how Arianne looked at her, with a glint of jealousy in her eyes… and she was very afraid that she might harm her son, even though they had grown up together. She had seen her cousin do some rather despicable things.

  She looked at Jon with pleading eyes as she touched her belly. "I carry our child, and you know I don't want him to be used like I was, as a political tool… I don't even care if you o make me one of your wives… just…" she murmured, tears beginning to stream down her face.

  "I just ask that you take care of him and don't let him bee a bastard… We annul the marriage ter, and I return to Dorne if your wives don't accept this. Just don't leave him here and give him a worthy life…" she whispered, asking that snake something that was hard for her.

  Nyra finally stopped as she stared at the snake. She could see that her words had some effect. The snake seemed to move as if agreeing with her words and started to leave, slithering through the hidden hole in the wall, while Nyra just watched it, lying ba the bed, wipiears, staring at the ceiling, dimly lit by the dles.

  "Please, e a me. At least give this child a future..." she murmured, hoping Jon would e, thinking about her child as a loving mother would.

  "JON?!"

  "JON?!"

  "JON?!"

  Jon's name was called out several times while he y in bed, when the person calling him began to shake him. He snapped out of his trance, and his gaze fell on his wife, Ygritte, who stood beside the bed, her eyes filled with fear.

  "Jon, what happeo you? You suddenly became hot. What is that look? What did you see?" Ygritte asked, a bit worried. After all, it was rare to see her husband with such a shocked expression.

  Jon just sighed, closed his eyes, and then sat up on the edge of the bed, staring at the flritte walked around the bed and came closer, her worried gaze never leaving him.

  "Jon, talk to me. What's going on?" she murmured, trying to fort her husband as a ed wife.

  "I... I'm going to have a child." That was all Jon murmured.

  "What do you mean by that? Is Seryna pregnant?" Ygritte asked, somewhat shocked.

  "No." Jon didn't know how to expin it. "Rhaenys... Rhaenys is about to give birth." He said weakly, still processing it in his mind.

  "Is this for real?" Ygritte was now even more shocked. She uood why Jon was ag like this.

  "Yes... I o think about it..." Jon murmured.

  "This is really hard to believe... how will you deal with this?" Ygritte asked, her eyes still on him, her arm resting on his shoulder.

  "I don't know yet... this is so fusing... she doesn't even know who I am..." Jon murmured.

  "Look, I know this is plicated... but I saw the way you two looked at each other... take her." She said simply.

  "What? Just like that, you're not upset about this?" I asked, surprised at Ygritte, knowing she was tougher than Seryna when it came to accepting something like this.

  "Well, I 't help but feel jealous of you, yue wolf, but when I decided to marry you, I knew I wasn't even your first wife. reement is that you don't sleep with prostitutes or women we don't agree upon. What happened in Dorween you and that woman, Seryna and I k would happen the moment we saw you both looking at each other… I just wish I had that look from you sometimes…" she said, murmuring at the end almost like a lovestruck teenager.

  "Thank you for that…" Jon said in the end with a sigh and kissed Ygritte. "But it doesn't matter now." Jon cluded, trying to be rational, after all, he was the king of a nation. He had time to resolve this. "Thinking about it now won't solve anything. Let's finish our deal in Tyrosh." He cluded, his eyes being more resolute. "After that, I io invade Dorne. I will remove Rhaenys from Doran's grasp."

  Jon y in bed with Ygritte sleeping naked beside him, but he couldn't help but rethink about Nyra. The Targaryen family had always married among themselves to have desdants… but what worried him slightly was what Nyra would say when she found out his true identity? Would she hate him for being Lyanna Stark's son? Jon couldn't stop thinking about it, after all, she was his retive, his blood as well, and that worried him even more. They had an undeniable e, and the issue seemed to weigh heavily on him.

  Finally, the ship arrived in Tyrosh a day ter. The city weled them quickly, as the local magistrates already knew about some of the things that had happened in Myr. They were a bit ed but still received them with ease, avoiding offending Jon in any way after hearing what had occurred iher city.

  The iations didn't take long. It only took two days to settle all the tracts, and Jon had no problems with them. He met some of the city's Magisters without major plications, but he was in a hurry and didn't want to get too involved. Arya hahe iations with him, while Daenerys no longer had the ce to ehe city. Jon simply left o day, heading back south and beginning to cross the Stepstones, where he would meet up with his men after passing through the isnds.

  He was already pnning how to invade Sunspear, not g if he had to break every trade tract he had with Dorne. After all, ohing was clear: Doran was trying to use his child with Nyra to gain political power over him. And Jon would not let that happen under any circumstances. He would show the Martells what happens when someone messes with his family in this way. Doran still had some credit with Jon after what happened during his journey—despite being maniputive, the man had tried to stabilize their retionship and had even thought of Nyra before. But after seeing Nyra imprisoned, hidden from him, that ged everything, and nothing would stop Jon from attag Dorne now.

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