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

Chapter 61 - Return to Arctic 04.

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Third Person POV

Beyond the wall, 292 AC, At the some moment.

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As Jon Snow and his group of 2,500 soldiers advanced westward, crossing the vast and wild lands beyond the Wall, the landscape became increasingly rugged and inhospitable. The sky, often covered with dense clouds, cast moving shadows over the land, while the cold wind from the north whispered among the trees and hills.

The soldiers, a mix of giants, men, and dwarves, marched with determination, their armor and weapons reflecting the sporadic sunlight that filtered through the clouds. Jon, riding on Ghost, led the caravan, his eyes on his scouts walking through the region or flying in the sky, with Arya by his side, her curious eyes absorbing every detail of the wild world unfolding before them. Eragon, the little dragon, occasionally flew above them, his wings rhythmically beating against the wind, but he quickly tired due to his young age, returning to Jon's lap on Ghost, occasionally.

The journey was not easy. The uneven terrain, often covered in snow, required caution and endurance. Nights were spent around large bonfires, where the men shared stories and kept warm against the biting cold. Maester Aemon, despite his advanced age, after Jon's help, proved to be a resilient and wise travel companion, offering advice and stories to keep the group's spirits up.

Old Nan and Hodor followed everything with the maester having a very pleasant journey while surrounded by giants marching by their sides.

After several days of marching, the group finally arrived at the base of a specific mountain on this side of the region beyond the wall, the one Jon had seen in his green vision. The mountain rose majestically before them, its peak lost among the clouds. The base was covered with a dense forest of pine and fir trees, while higher up, the vegetation gave way to bare rocks and snow.

Jon ordered the group to set up camp at the mountain's base. While the soldiers worked, Jon made sure the area was safe with some of the soldiers' wargs.

"Jon, are you going into the mountain?!" Arya asked curiously, since Jon's goal was to recruit giants here.

"Yes, with the crown of winter I can bring them with the promise made by our ancestor," Jon said.

"Can't I go?" she asked innocently.

"This time no Arya, I will only take craft giants with me," Jon said. Arya wanted to go, but she had made a deal with Jon about obeying any order from him.

Jon waited a little and then headed towards the mountain, accompanied by 20 armored giants. They entered the large stone structure at the mountain's base, an impressive construction that served as home for the giants. There, they cared for the mammoths and lived in harmony with the wild environment, the stones being a base of protection like a wall to the outside world.

As soon as they arrived, the giants outside the mountain were immediately surprised by their approach, as it was not often they saw a human riding a wolf in metal followed by another 20 giants, equally armored in a metal they had never seen, leaving some with a mix of envy and fear.

Jon approached, placing the crown of winter on his head, signaling his intentions. If they had passed this tradition down through generations over thousands of years, they would certainly recognize the meaning of Jon with his crown approaching.

The giants stopped, asking who they were in the ancient language.

"I am Jon Stark! I am here to speak with your leader, tell him I possess the crown of winter!" Jon announced in the ancient language.