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Thrid Person POV
Dorne, 295 AC.
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Jon returned to his quarters after the commotion while Arya joined them. "These people... They are so treacherous!" Arya growled.
"We don't have much to do about it, just to take care of ourselves." Seryna commented, also dissatisfied with what happened.
"I will talk to Doran later and I no longer intend to participate in his games, so this was the last straw." Jon said seriously and went back to Ygritte.
"How are you?" He asked, touching her belly using some magic there.
"I'm fine..." She said.
"You're going back to the Arctic." Jon said, seeing that Ygritte was not in good condition.
"But..."
"No buts, you won't be able to for the rest of the journey, I know you are feeling sick, I will leave Serume so that your journey goes smoothly." Jon said, not wanting Ygritte to go through the rest of the journey's stress.
He also wanted Seryna to do the same, looking at her. "No. I'm staying." She simply said and continued. "You need one of us, I'm fine and can take very good care of myself." She said, leaving no room for discussion.
"Okay." He returned to Ygritte and touched her hand. "I need you to be safe, it won't be the first journey, so I promise you will participate in the next one." Jon said, and she nodded although reluctantly.
"What are we going to do now?" Arya asked, sitting on the bed.
"I will talk to Doran soon, at this moment he already knows he cannot deal with me easily, and he will have to think twice before trying something, my eyes are all over the castle and I have made it clear that I would launch an attack as soon as we feel threatened." Jon said as he approached the window and stroked a sleeping red viper there, the snake just looked at him and accepted his hand while sticking out its tongue.
Meanwhile, Doran was organizing the place, with some apprehension, "How did this happen..." He growled in his chair to his daughter.
"Nymeria thought it would be smart to throw a throwing knife at a pregnant woman." It was not Arianne who replied, but Nyra.
"..." Doran was silent and looked at Nymeria still being treated by the maester. "How is she?" He asked.
"My lord..." The maester began with some apprehension. "From what I could see, to start with she has gone into a coma, there are rib fractures, the chest was broken, and I believe even her spinal column suffered a major impact, the internal injuries could be varied as well." He finished, leaving his sisters enraged by that.
"They will pay for this!" Obara snarled.
"You tried once and almost died because of it." Doran mocked, already irritated with Oberyn's daughters.
"Do you plan to leave them in peace after everything they have done?!" Ellaria growled at Doran and the atmosphere seemed very heavy.
"Your daughters caused this, maybe teaching that you could try to kill a guest in my house, was not a good choice." Doran spoke seriously to Ellaria.
Ellaria was going to respond, but Nyra spoke for her, "Have you seen what he can do? Do you want to kill yourself and the rest of your daughters out of revenge?" She asked, who could deal with giants and an army of snakes roaming the entire city? Even she had to admit how afraid she was of the man from the north.
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Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT
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