Chapter 120 - Artican Trade in Westeros 47 (Reach 27!).

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Pessoa Thrid POV

Westeros, 295 AC.

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The tournament might have ended, but the celebrations continued throughout the following days, especially among the common folk, who kept talking about the event. Here, Jon Artica triumphed gloriously over Prince Renly Baratheon's champion, Loras Tyrell.

Ballads of Jon's victory over Loras echoed throughout the city, with Jon hailed as the hero of the tournament. It also highlighted the bet between them involving a Valyrian steel sword and lands that would make many nobles envious. Jon was acclaimed as the foreign king who had won vast lands from the prince of Westeros.

There were some rumors claiming that Jon had won because he was a sorcerer who controlled animals, but these were not very compelling, while most believed that it was all nonsense—no one believed in magic without concrete evidence.

Jon was well aware of this, as, besides some of his men walking around the city, his birds were also frequently seen there as they continued with the festivities. Even the ballad about little Joe was heard; the bards were surely hoping that Jon would magically appear and hand out a thousand gold coins, as he did with the bard from the archery tournament.

And speaking of which, Jon was eating while he went back to one of his men to talk about this man. "How is our prisoner?" Jon asked his royal guard.

"He knows he's trapped, but he seems quite devoted to his lord," the royal guard replied as Jon nodded.

"I figured Doria wouldn't send just anyone," said Jon. "And did they catch the others? I haven't asked about that for days."

"Yes, my king, as you instructed, we followed them for a few days and caught the birds in their hideout along with the letters. They are stored away until you ask for them," reported one of his men.

Jon felt this and gave a small smile while looking at his wife. "Can you stay here a bit with Arya? I'll go sort this out," he requested and headed towards the aviary. He wanted more eyes in King's Landing, so using these directly contacted birds was the best thing.

After finalizing his control over the birds, he released them into the sky as they headed east. "What should we do with the children, my king?" the royal guard asked, after watching the birds disappear into the sky.

"We'll keep them until we leave, then release them. There's no use for us to hold spies, and they are children. I refuse to do this when they were just spying on us," said Jon, since they didn't have any information about them; it was just a silly game that was easily caught by the wargs in the camp.

Jon continued in the camp and spent some time with his wife until Garland came to meet him and he nodded, mounting his wolf and heading back to the castle, since he had to finish his negotiations.

Upon arriving as usual, he was greeted by the usual members, with Willas leading him to the castle while his wife and Arya were accompanied by Margaery and her ladies-in-waiting.

Jon went to a room to organize negotiations with several nobles from the Reach. He had been doing this over the past few days and had increased the demand even more after the tournament ended, buying a horse here, there, setting prices for his products, as he had to maintain his trade policies.

In the end, Jon finally finalized all his negotiations, doing the same with his products as he did with Dorne. Despite some problems during his visit in the Reach, it was not bad, on the contrary, there was no fool like Oberyn and his daughters.

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