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Thrid Person POV
Essos, 296 AC.
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"Put about 30 ships with us in total, while the rest wait here," Jon spoke calmly to his captain as they nodded with some fear of Jon, after all, since the day began, he seemed angry.
Some wondered what was happening and looked to the queen for some answer to the king's strange behavior, but she seemed a bit lost, not knowing how to appear calm, while everyone saw that she was not the cause of his fury.
Jon left the captain and went to one of the sides of the ship, keeping a serious gaze out at the sea. Everyone continued with their tasks on the ship, but the Articans still glanced at their king now and then, gossiping among themselves.
"Is he okay?" one dwarf murmured to another while helping to pull a bit of the rope to adjust the sail and assist with the wind.
"I don't know... he might be angry about something," another dwarf responded to his companion, helping on the deck.
"I think he might have a stomach ache or something," the first murmured.
"I don't think that's it... if you're so curious... why don't you go ask him?" the second simply said.
"I think..." The dwarf looked at his king for a moment, before shaking his head as he was surrounded by a rather somber atmosphere. "It's better not to do that..." he concluded in the end.
"Now get back to work then," the second dwarf murmured.
"Alright..." he said before focusing on his work.
However, just 2 minutes passed before the first spoke up again. "Maybe our king needs a cheerful song, I can sing for him, I have a lovely one about my beard and my lice!" he said excitedly as if he had just thought of something of the sort.
"You..." His colleague looked at him strangely as he was about to say something but was interrupted by a huge shadow covering the two.
"Move aside," the giant commented, as the dwarfs moved away with him passing through the deck as his steps thudded against the wood of the ship, sounds highlighting his steps.
As the giant passed, a man with no notion walked up to Jon. "Hey, King, why don't we have a drink?" he asked with a smile, making a racket with his loud voice.
"No... Tormund, not now," Jon spoke indifferently, as everyone looked at them at that moment, looking at Tormund and thinking he would be thrown off the ship the next minute.
"Come on... what's this fuss, let's drink and fight a bit, maybe I can knock you down next time we fight drunk!" he exclaimed, touching Jon's shoulder.
What they expected really happened, after all, Tormund lost his smile as he felt his arm grabbed by Jon and felt his body flying with everything spinning, as he saw himself falling into the water.
"Hm!!" Tormund exclaimed immediately after falling a few meters with the sea water almost completely covering him and looked dazed upward unable to see Jon from that angle.
"Someone get him out of the water," was the only thing Jon said indifferently as people sighed before helping him.
"He seems very angry..." Arya murmured from a distance, as her gaze fell on Ygritte also looking cautiously at Jon.
"What happened to him?" she asked the queen.
"It's hard to explain... let's just say Jon met someone and was very disappointed with him," was all Ygritte said, before walking across the deck and approaching Jon.
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Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT
Fiksi Penggemar"This is the first time I've ever written, decided to translate this fanfic and finish it." Jon Snow, a boy destined for a life of contempt by almost everyone around him, but a divine intervention can change everything. The boy who will pave the way...
