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

Chapter 132 - Artican Trade in Westeros 59 (Lannisport 02).

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Pessoa Thrid POV

Westeros, 295 AC.

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Jon was seated again in his chair as he awaited Lord Tywin's approach upon his arrival at the port, while his sons and brother waited with Jon in the tent where they had negotiated. The ships were finishing off loading the last shipments they had traded and purchased.

Tywin approached with a few guards, while he had gestured for them to stop and proceed alone. "But my lord..." the guard murmured, not wanting him to go forward.

"My kin are right there; there is no need for you to fear for my life," Tywin said and moved forward, with only Jon and Arya in front of the other Lannisters.

Jon noted how confident the man was in his gaze, as if he owned the place—not that it was a lie, but Jon saw a man with the demeanor of a capable general.

'He certainly is as the stories told, yet still, a man filled with atrocities to gain more power,' Jon thought. After all, today he has his daughter as queen and grandchildren as heirs to the Iron Throne, he is the richest house in the Seven Kingdoms and the most feared as well. So, he couldn't help but admit that despite all the evil he had done, he still rose.

He finally approached as everyone waited, but his first action was to look at his son who had disembarked with the Articans. "How are you?" he asked.

Jaime seemed to hold much respect for his father and nodded. "I'm fine, they treated me better than I thought," Jaime spoke.

Tywin nodded and looked at his brother, Kevan, who nodded back at him. His gaze passed over Tyrion without bothering to look at him, as if his dwarf son was unworthy of his respect or as if Tyrion held no importance to him.

This was something both Jon and even Arya noticed, but kept those thoughts to themselves, while Tywin finally looked at them, passing by Arya and fixating firmly on Jon. Analyzing him with deep eyes.

Jon was not shaken by that look, merely staring back with equal intensity almost flaunting a smile. This man wanted to intimidate him there; what is this man compared to the atrocities of the north, what is the look of a man who claims to be a lion to the fierce gaze of Eragon or even the cold stare of a White Walker? Jon was used to dealing with mystical creatures, this was just a man who holds political power in the Seven Kingdoms, perhaps even more than the king, but still, just a man.

"You are the boy who ascended beyond the Wall and is traveling through the kingdoms with your fleet..." he said.

"You could say that, and you are the man who rules these lands," Jon replied calmly, as the place seemed to tense up with a heavy atmosphere.

Tyrion looked at Jaime, raising an eyebrow while the latter had a hesitant look, which made Tyrion wonder what Jaime had heard from the Artican for him to look that way when the same boy is standing up to his father.

Kevan stayed silent while all the other soldiers and even common folk from Lannisport kept their gaze on that tent. Tywin finally seemed to slightly move his lips at this moment after staring at Jon for a few seconds.

"Jon Artica, isn't it? I've heard a lot about you in recent moons," Tywin said calmly approaching before sitting in the main chair opposite Jon.

"I don't know if they are good or bad things," Jon said with a calm tone.

"Many bad, I must say, which should not surprise you, but I've also heard good things. You have interesting products, closing large trade deals between Dorne and the Reach, I've heard you're an excellent negotiator, secured a spot for a port construction in Dorne, and gained lands from Renly Baratheon, all in just a few moons, which is impressive. Especially for someone like you who started from the bottom," Tywin didn't intend to mock Jon about his bastardy; he was genuinely intrigued by this young man in front of him, whether enemy who kidnapped his son or not, he had to acknowledge that in the opponent.