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

Chapter 50 - Winterfell 01.

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Third Person POV

The Northern Kingdom, 292 AC, At the same moment.

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While Jon trained with the new recruits in the courtyard of Castle Black, a familiar presence approached. It was Lord Commander Jeor Mormont, with an expression that always demonstrated seriousness. Jon, focused on instructing the recruits, looked up upon noticing Mormont approaching.

"Boy, your father's raven has just arrived," announced Jeor, handing Jon a small sealed scroll.

Jon paused, his eyes fixed on the seal of Winterfell. He nodded, already aware of the raven's arrival due to his powers. "Thank you, Lord Commander," he replied, opening the message carefully.

The recruits watched with curiosity, whispering among themselves, Jon read the letter quickly, his face remaining expressionless, but his eyes revealing a slight understanding.

Lord Stark had authorized Jon to pass through Winterfell with some escort, a typical precaution of a worried father. However, Jon didn't want to waste time and decided to go alone. "My uncle has his own affairs now, and the Watch has its problems and I know that bringing my group would not be smart, just like waiting for a Stark escort from Winterfell, so I will leave only with my wolf as a mount." Jon explained to Mormont, his voice calm but firm.

"Very well, Jon. Your response has arrived," said Mormont, handing him the sealed letter with the Stark symbol.

Opening the message, Jon read quickly, his eyes scanning his father's words. Lord Stark requested that he travel with an escort for greater safety, but Jon, confident in his ability and in the protection of his giant wolf, Ghost, decided to travel alone.

"I will leave now, Lord Commander," Jon announced, returning the letter.

Mormont nodded, a look of concern on his face. "Be careful, boy. The North can be as dangerous as the lands beyond the Wall."

Jon smiled slightly, "I know, Lord Commander. But I will be in good company." He was referring to Ghost, who, with his speed and intimidating presence, was more than enough protection.

Heading to the gate, Jon summoned Ghost. The giant wolf, with its imposing armor, entered the courtyard, causing admiration and fear among those present. He was larger than any animal they had ever seen, surpassing even Benjen Stark's wolf in size and presence.

"It's time to go, Ghost," said Jon, stroking the wolf's fur.

Saying goodbye to Aemon, who would stay to take care of Eragon, and his leaders, who ensured the safety of the camp in his absence, Jon mounted Ghost. The two passed through the gate of Castle Black, leaving behind looks of respect and admiration.

Jon and Ghost, his armored giant wolf, left Castle Black, launching into the vast and wild landscape of the North. The speed at which Ghost ran turned the landscape into a blur, with trees and hills passing quickly by his side, moving at 150 km/h, taking Jon quickly through the icy landscape of the North. The speed of Ghost was a spectacle in itself, and Jon felt the cold breeze on his face as he cut through the northern lands after leaving the area of the wall, he felt melancholic, while riding Ghost, this kingdom was where he grew up, so it was nostalgic to be back after a few years.

As they ran and night fell, Jon decided to stop to set up a temporary camp. Skilfully, he prepared a simple shelter and lit a fire, ensuring that both he and Ghost stayed warm in the chilly northern night. As the giant wolf settled near the fire, Jon reflected on recent events and the imminent reunion with his family.