Lost Artefacts

Lorassyon

(Shivering Sea)

Jon countered an overhead strike from Joffrey by directing the blade off to his left, however as he went to punch him in the face Joffrey ducked underneath it before swinging his sword sideways which Jon stepped back from "You're getting better, you always fell for that move before." Jon said with a smile on his face.

Joffrey who was sweating and breathing heavily felt a wave of pride flow through him again, it only made him more dedicated to winning, he held his sword up "K-Keep g-going," He breathed out heavily as he felt his muscles stretch and burn. They'd been sparring with each other the whole morning once they had left the port of Lorath, Jon was impressed with this newfound dedication that Joffrey was showing it gave him hope that perhaps he wouldn't have to kill him after all.

Joffrey swung his sword though it was pretty weak, Jon swiped it aside with his blade before slashing at him. Joffrey managed to avoid the blade though in his effort to duck underneath the swing his legs gave out and he fell flat on his back on the deck. Jon pointed his sword down at him "It's good to have dedication, but pushing yourself harder than your body allows will only harm you." Jon said as he sheathed his sword and reached down to give him a hand up, one which Joffrey took reluctantly.

"I can't waste time relaxing, If I want to become a warrior king like my father I need to work harder!" Joffrey snapped.

Jon raised his eyebrows at the boy's statement, he'd not expected Joffrey to have such a goal in mind but it was good that he did "And you will become one, but make sure your body doesn't break in the meantime." Jon advised.

"There are also skills a King needs to have other than fighting." Jon said with a smirk as he led Joffrey by the shoulder to the captain's cabin where inside on his desk was a stack of books "To be a good king you must be able to see the path ahead, but a great king will look at the path laid behind him, read the histories of past Kings I expect you to be able to tell me what mistakes they made during their reign and how you'd fix them." Jon said as he shoved Joffrey inside.

"Read all of that! There are four books!" Joffrey said incredulously.

"I know I'm rather jealous," Jon said with a smirk before shutting the door. As he walked up to the wheel of the ship he caught the glance of both Obara and Samaya who shook their heads in disapproval "To condemn the boy to such a fate, you are a cruel one, Jon." Samaya said as she steered the ship.

Obara nodded in agreement "Even I feel sympathy for the boy, why not let him train how he wants, his father was a brute with little education." She said.

Jon shook his head "Robert was barely a King, his council ruled while he fought, hunted and fucked. A king should be strong and wise in equal measure, wise enough to know when to talk and strong enough to fight when talking fails." He stated.

"Then why are you, not King, Jon Snow the warrior maester?" Obara asked mockingly as she chuckled.

"You do indeed have all the characteristics of a true King, Westeros could do no better," Samaya said in a serious tone not understanding Obara's tone.

Jon waved them off "A king's life is short and full of ungrateful people trying to lick crumbs from their hands, I could not think of a worse fate than to sit on the Iron Throne." He said as he leaned against the railing.

"If I had then me and you would have never met Samaya," Jon said as he smirked at the tanned woman before him.

Samaya looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding "Then I am glad you did not become King, even I must admit that a life of adventure suits me better than my old life." Samaya said with a wide smile.