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Thrid Person POV
Westeros, 295 AC.
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"My king, we are all ready to approach Oak Garden," said the ship's captain as he approached Jon. The Artican king was standing at the edge of the main ship as always, his eyes fixed on the route towards the continent. Jon turned to him calmly and replied, "I understand. Tell everyone to start heading to the continent. Oak Garden is a small town, and it wouldn't be wise to send many ships. Just 10, but prepare them well, because after all, we will be traveling to Raí Garden as soon as we receive confirmation from the Tyrells and we need a certain force on land." Jon spoke calmly, as the man nodded, preparing to give the order to the other ships.
Jon sighed as he kept his gaze on the horizon, with his birds, Phaenix and Bleufire, arriving in the town. He had a view of them circling the place, it wasn't a large town; there should be at least about 20,000 inhabitants and it was ruled by a small noble vassal of the Tyrells. This was the reason he was sending few ships, but with a powerful guard with a good number of giants. It would be the best option.
His wife approached him at this moment. She wore a black dress that matched her hair, and her blue eyes shone prominently. Jon felt her get closer as he took her by the waist.
"My love," she began, as she looked at him intently with her blue eyes, contrasting with Jon's green and grey eyes.
"Seryna. I want you to avoid any master who tries to approach you. If someone tries to do that, let me know. Don't let anyone get close and don't consume anything that isn't prepared by our men. These guys are plotting something and I don't like it at all." Jon spoke despite this, he still had to open his trade with the nobles and buy resources that only the Reach could provide him. Jon had spoken with a bit of anger, after all, all their actions made him distrust them, and it seemed they had malevolent intentions.
"Okay, Jon. I will do as my husband wishes," she said, sealing their lips.
They stood at the prow of the ship alone, while their men did the rest of the work, the ships began to move as the men became agitated in 10 ships from the entire fleet, moving sails, tying ropes as they began to detach from the rest of the ships. There were 9 carracks and one galley leaving the fleet.
The ships began to travel towards the continent at high speed. Meanwhile, in the town, everything seemed peaceful. The Tyrells had already sent messages to all the coastal towns about the unknown flag appearing on the high seas.
There was no merchant boat that returned after encountering them at sea, of course in all the ports where the ships found the Artican fleet, a message of the flag's passage with the 150 ships was sent to the Tyrells in Highgarden, but there was still a time loop until the raven could approach.
This city belonged to House Florahart (OC), a small vassal, but with some money, like all the houses of the Reach, since this kingdom revolved its economy through its vast green lands, providing food for all of Westeros, there were the Riverlands that also produced food, but the Reach was stronger in this aspect.
Jon knew how rich this kingdom was, perhaps only losing to the West with its gold mountains, the church was also very influential here, more so than any other kingdom, they had much larger lands for planting than Artica, but that didn't mean they could produce the same amount as Artica, after all, Jon had made his lands so fertile that they hardly needed methods of agriculture, yet there were still all the most modern methods to have a better food production and his fields didn't need to worry about pests and problems during the harvests, very different from the lands of the south, Jon was confident that Artica could produce so much food that its fruits, vegetables, and greens would soon be sold, maybe starting to negotiate this when going to Essos.
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