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

Chapter 111 - Artican Trade in Westeros 38 (Reach 18!).

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Pessoa Thrid POV

Westeros, 295 AC.

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"Samwell Tarly..." The chubby boy spoke without being able to meet Jon's eyes.

"Tarly... One of the great houses of this realm, known for producing great generals in the history of Westeros..." Jon commented calmly. He had seen one or two Tarlys in green visions, organizing their strategies on the battlefield along with their armies, drawing great lessons from them.

"Thank you for the compliment... but I don't consider myself a great Tarly..." the chubby boy commented with slumped shoulders.

"Are you the youngest son?" Jon asked. He didn't know all the details of every house, only the main ones from what he studied before coming here, but he knew that Lord Randyll Tarly had two sons, and his first thought, seeing the behavior of this boy his age, was that Samwell wasn't his heir.

"No..." The boy seemed to have a defeated tone with that, while Jon raised an eyebrow at him.

"No? I understand..." Jon noticed something very wrong there but decided not to get involved in the internal affairs of these families and looked at the sky. "When I arrived, I saw you alone looking at the stars, do you like it?" Jon didn't know why, but he ended up making conversation with that boy.

"I like to look at them, I read a book by an archmaester from 100 years ago who studied astrology." The boy seemed to open up with that.

Jon looked at him with more favorable eyes. "So you read a lot?" He asked.

"Yes, your grace." He said a bit more timidly, expecting Jon to judge him for it, after all, he had the name Tarly behind his first name.

"I am not your grace, I belong to another realm, call me King of Artica." Jon said while the man nodded. Jon then continued speaking. "The constellation of Sagittarius is beautiful, isn't it?" He continued the conversation while Samwell looked at him confused.

"Your grace, I mean, King of Artica, you said the constellation of Sagittarius!? You know the stars?" He stammered, and Jon smiled at him.

"Yes, we study astrology in Artica. And relax, young Tarly, I don't know why you're so nervous, I'm just a visitor taking a bit of air on the balcony." He said.

"With all due respect, King Jon, but you are one of the most enigmatic men Westeros has ever seen! Everyone only talks about you, the boy of 8 and 9 namedays who became a hero of the North, who went beyond the Wall and created a kingdom and is as rich as any great house, has shown to be as intelligent as a maester, and isn't even afraid of King Robert Baratheon, where many years ago the news that you told him to shove a royal decree up his ass reached all the great houses in Westeros." He exploded as if imitating someone who talked about Jon.

Samwell had finished and looked at Jon, staring at him with piercing eyes. "I'm sorry, your grace, it slipped out!" He said hastily after realizing his outburst and Jon's expression.

"Hahahaha!" Jon couldn't hold it and started laughing at that more than he normally would at something. "That was hilarious, Lord Samwell, I think I needed that." Jon spoke with a humorous tone while the young chubby boy didn't know what to say.

"I don't know what to say... King Jon." He said, and Jon sighed before smiling at him. This boy could be a source of information too.

"So, young Tarly, you spoke about me, but can you tell what they say about my sister?" Jon wanted to know since he noticed his sister standing out a lot, wanting to anticipate the thoughts of the nobles of this realm.