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

Chapter 80 - Artican Trade in Westeros 07 (Dorne 05).

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Thrid Person POV

Dorne, 295 AC.

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We present, with immense respect and honor, the arrival of the Northern Delegation with the intention of creating a bond of friendship with Dorne. Jon Arctic, leader of the Arctic, accompanied by the noble Ladies Ygritte and Seryna, his wives who also carry his name, and by the valiant Lady Arya Stark of Winterfell, followed by his ministers and guards!

"May the gates of Sunspear open to receive these illustrious visitors, whose journey through distant lands reflects their tireless search for friendship and strong alliances. May tonight be a milestone of union and celebration between our peoples."

As the herald concluded his announcement, Jon's delegation advanced majestically through the hall, with Jon at the forefront, flanked by Ygritte and Seryna. Arya followed closely behind, with a posture that blended elegance and readiness, while the ministers and guards completed the procession with dignity.

The gaze of all those present was turned towards them, some with admiration, others with curiosity, but all recognizing how unique this group was, for the interactions that would follow throughout the night.

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Jon calmly led the group past the herald after they announced flowery words and entered the Dornish hall. There were some bards playing music in a corner, while some nobles were scattered around the place talking among themselves and drinking wine, but there were not many of them, as this banquet was something planned at the last minute.

In the middle of the place, there was the main table with the Martell family, so Jon went to them, as it was his etiquette to greet his host. Then, arriving in front of the main table, Doran took the initiative to greet him, while Jon glanced at Nyra.

"Welcome, come join us as our guests, House Martell will be pleased to have you with us," Doran spoke formally, and Jon nodded and began to sit at the table before interacting with all the other guests.

After settling down, with his wives and closest brother, followed by the ministers, Jon was next to Doran Martell, where the Martell family took up half of the table and Arctic the other side. Soon, servants began to bring Dorne's specialties, placing numerous dishes from the desert kingdom on the table.

"I hope our food is to your liking, Lord Jon," Doran spoke calmly.

"I have never tried the spice of Dorne, so let's see," Jon spoke, he did not mind being called Lord, after all, he could understand that calling him king might cause problems with the crown in King's Landing, so for him, it was all right.

In the center of the table, three main dishes stood out, inviting not only by their aroma but also by their presentation. A platter of lemon and garlic chicken with herbs exuded a citrus fragrance, promising a taste that balanced acidity with the warmth of spices. Next to it, a baked fish boasted a golden crust of Dornish spices—pepper, cumin, and coriander—its succulent flesh inviting immediate tasting. Completing the trio, a lamb drizzled with mint and honey sauce shone under the light, the sweetness of the honey perfectly contrasting with the freshness of the mint, creating a harmonious balance between sweet and savory.

The side dishes were no less splendid. An orange and olive salad brought freshness to the table, with its vibrant colors and zest flavor enhancing the palate. Stuffed peppers with rice and herbs offered a visual and gustatory delight, their interiors full of flavor and texture. There was also cornbread, fresh from the oven, served alongside extra-virgin olive oil and garlic.