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

Chapter 102 - Artican Trade in Westeros 29 (Reach 09!).

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Thrid Person POV

Westeros, 295 AC.

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The following day, Jon woke up beside his wife after a long night of partying with their group. He admired seeing the beautiful naked woman next to him. They had shared an intense moment of intimacy when they returned from the banquet, which lasted a few hours, as his pregnant wife had a strong desire, and he needed to satisfy her.

As he woke up, he still felt Seryna's buttocks pressing against his groin again. Jon couldn't resist giving it a light slap, which woke Seryna with the slight provocation.

"Is this how you wake up your wife?" She teased and started gyrating on top of him, seemingly continuing what they had done the night before.

"Jon," she murmured with a tone of desire, as Jon pressed his hand, giving her buttocks a good squeeze. She simply moved closer to him, backing up, and whispered softly: "Put it inside," she pleaded in an excited tone.

"Of course, my queen." Jon, as a good husband, obeyed his wife. Since his lower member was already excited, he positioned himself and started moving, having slow but steady morning sex while she moaned softly.

Both spent an hour with Jon giving Seryna his seed, with satisfaction. "That was so tasty..." she said, pleased with the little love they made.

Jon gave her a few kisses before starting to get dressed, "Let's take a bath before we go have our first meal." He said, and they began to get out of bed, heading to the bathtub in the room.

"Put on something more formal, we're going to have some visitors today as far as I understand..." Jon said, thinking it wise to appear before noble people seeking audiences and that it would be good to talk with some of them.

Jon put on some clothes and began petting his wolf, still lying in the tent. "Come on, buddy, you're going to accompany me today." Jon said, and the wolf nodded, standing taller than Jon while he was standing.

Finally, they decided to leave their room and went to the main tent, where everyone was gathered having their first meal. Jon entered with his wife going to the main table while everyone greeted him as usual, and he sat down with his sister, who was already waiting for him. They started a normal meal with bread and roasted meat with mead.

"Jon, I heard that the archery competition is in a few days. Do you think they will let me enter?" Arya suddenly said, hoping for a chance in the archery tournament, knowing she couldn't enter the joust, she wanted to show her skills.

"Let's see Arya... I'll talk to someone to see if it would be allowed." Jon tried to calm his sister's anxiety.

"It's a shame Ygritte isn't here, he would definitely beat all the southerners," Arya spoke again. Jon couldn't help but agree.

"He definitely would." Seryna also commented with a small smile.

As soon as they finished their meal, a royal guard appeared to speak with Jon. "My king, there are messengers from noble families of the kingdom, wanting an audience with you," he said, and Jon knew it wouldn't take long for this to happen.

"Tell those who want an audience, to come to the camp in 2 hours," Jon asked to notify the messengers, and his guard began to leave.

He turned to the men managing the camp like Ziller, one of the royal guards. "Did you catch all the little thieves from yesterday?" Jon asked, discussing another matter. As expected, there were some theft attempts by people trying to enter the camp, some of whom the Tyrell guards caught, others who passed through the sentinels, being caught by the wargs already waiting for them as soon as they entered the camp, using their animals to detain any of them.