Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT

Chapter 30 - Adventures in the North 27.

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Jon Snow POV
Northern Kingdom, Last bastion of Essos slave traders, 290 AC, at the same moment.
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Jon was accompanied by Jory Cassel as they both walked through the military camp. Jon was seen by every pair of eyes in the place, as he made a grand entrance. No one would fail to look at the boy who commanded armored giants and giant beasts, acclaimed in the realm as a small and brave hero.

"Jon..." Jon heard Jory in front of him. The man showed a hesitant look, trying to say something, but it seemed difficult for him.

"Yes?" Jon spoke softly.

"I... I think I misjudged you that day of the robbery. You are much more than just a thief. So, I ask for your forgiveness for that..." The man said reluctantly, but he seemed sincere.

"It's okay. What's in the past stays in the past." Jon said calmly. It's not like he didn't have conflicting feelings from that time, especially about something he didn't do. But what would it benefit him to keep brooding anger against those people who judged him as a thief? He couldn't do anything, just scream like an indignant child. So, he accepted not harboring much resentment. That didn't mean he had love for them. For Jon, being distant and without socializing was enough.

"I understand..." Jory said, already having some idea of what the boy was thinking, and continued in silence. The path with Jon to the giant tent, where the lords would gather for a feast.

Soon, they arrived at the location. Jon could see they were celebrating now. The stew from before was replaced by some game they had saved for the next day and decided to use this night.

"You can go in. Lord Stark is waiting for you." Jory said, and Jon nodded, entering the large tent.

Jon saw how the nobles were scattered around the tent, except for a few servants serving them. The place was mostly occupied by men, due to being a military camp.

Jon walked to the main table, wearing his armor. It's unclear if it was because of his equipment or the fact that a child was walking in front of everyone, but it drew attention, and everyone fell silent once they noticed Jon walking to the main table.

"You're here, son." Ned spoke as Jon arrived in front of him.

"I'm here, Lord Stark." He spoke respectfully, although his father raised an eyebrow to that.

"Come here, sit by my side, Jon." He said, earning a stunned look from the boy.

"Are you sure, Lord Stark? This place and even this table are not for me and my status." He spoke sincerely, earning many frowns from the other lords with these words.

"It's alright, lad! You're among friends; don't let that fish dictate your life like that!" Someone shouted among the nobles.

"That fish is my wife! And I won't tolerate such disrespect!" Ned growled, making that man shrink with his lord's fury.

Ned didn't like it, but let it pass and looked at Jon.

"But he's right; you're among friends, and I want you by my side at this feast." Lord Stark said, and Jon ended up accepting with some reluctance.

Jon was surprised and happy. When did he ever imagine being where he is now when he was younger? He thought it was a wish he would never fulfill after hearing so many complaints about his status from Lady Catelyn. He was with his father at a high main table, surrounded by nobles and among them, great lords of the realm, with no one complaining about the presence of a bastard among them. That was always the boy's dream since he knew what it meant to be a bastard. He dreamed not of being the lord of Winterfell (that was his brother's place), but he wanted his father to declare him a legitimate son, someone he could be proud of to the realm.
But now, that was exactly what was happening. He tried not to cry with emotion at this thought, and all the lords came to talk to him as they ate in the tent. Many lords questioned his lord about how he educated him in Winterfell to produce a young man with so many stories at such a young age.