Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT [Book - 1]

Chapter 16 - Adventures in the North 13.

[Chapter Size: 3042 Words.]
-------------------------------------------
Jon Snow POV
Northern Kingdom, FrostRoar City, Lands of the Glovers, 289 A.C., at this very moment.
--------------------------------------------
After the declaration of the duel and the confirmation of acceptance by the mysterious boy, the place turned chaotic. People couldn't believe that everything had escalated into a fight between young Lorenzo Frotniid and the mysterious boy. While Lorenzo Frotniid had a confident smile on his lips, Jon remained calm. He calmly stood up and began to walk towards the doors with the gray pigeon on his shoulder. The crowd quickly cleared a path for him. Lord Frotniid soon followed behind the boy.

When they reached the outside, the crowd that had formed outside backed away after hearing what was about to happen. The young lord had no idea, but most of the people here were disgusted with the challenge. The boy was smaller than him; this was a rather cowardly act. Jon was quite surprised by the crowd that had formed, but soon his thoughts were on that spoiled teenager, walking into the middle of the circle. He turned to look at the situation while the young lord had a sadistic smile on his face.

"What is this?"
"Stop that horse!"
"Whose nag is this?"
"This horse shoved me!"

Shouts were heard as a yellow-brown-haired and somewhat ugly-looking horse passed, pushing everyone in the crowd as it made its way to the center, where Jon and Lord Frotniid were.

Jon soon saw Panis coming his way. The horse responded to his mental call as soon as it heard its master calling. He needed his horse when he heard the challenge. Jon calmly waited for the horse to reach him, drawing everyone's attention.

Young Frotniid was astonished by this because this boy seemed to command animals, something unbelievable and unprecedented for the overwhelming majority of people. Only a few people could witness a warg, and most of them are beyond the Wall.

With the horse by his side, Jon walked to the horse's side and pulled out a short sword. It wasn't of good quality, but he found it in a weapons store, quite suitable in weight and size for an 8 namedays old boy. Jon drew the sword confidently, making a noise of metal scraping through the air, and examined his weapon in the next few seconds with it raised.

Seeing the boy's behavior in front of him, young Frotniid couldn't help but build doubts about this fight, but soon these thoughts vanished.

"I've been trained since I was 6. I may be hated by the commander of the guard, but still, he had to admit that I have talent with the sword. A brat can't beat me, even if he can use these witchcrafts with animals." He said to himself mentally.

On Jon's side, there was something similar.

"He's not a fully developed adult. I can fight this little shit and win." Jon said to himself.

Turning his face, Jon moved his head to the raven and nodded, confirming something in front of the bird's eyes.

The raven, understanding what Jon meant, spread its wings and soon flew away before everyone's eyes. The teenager in front of him turned pale when he heard this and showed extreme hatred in his eyes as he stared at Jon.

The gray raven passed by Caraxes in the air but didn't stop as the large white eagle was eager to descend and help the boy. However, Jon prevented it from getting involved in this mess, communicating that everything was fine and that he could handle it. Panis stepped aside and went to the side. The audience seemed to enjoy the strange horse, while the boy was horrified by Lorenzo Frotniid's actions.

If he thought he could prevent Jon from sending that letter by winning the duel, he was wrong to stop the boy or, much less, to defeat him.

Jon saw the store employees at the second-floor windows watching the duel. The sadistic boy came out of his pale state when Ducken, the commander of his guard, asked if everyone was ready. In Jon's eyes, Ducken seemed like a decent man so far. Unlike the other guards, he was a smart man. He even recognized Jon's identity when he looked at him, and the boy knew it. He knew it from the respectful gaze directed at him, obviously turned towards his father, as he had seen on several occasions in Winterfell.