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

Chapter 153 - Artican Trade in Essos 08 (Pentos 03).

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Thrid Person POV

Essos, 296 AC.

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Arya looked at the girl for a moment after hearing her question, before responding, but instead of saying who she was, she spoke about what had happened to this girl. "Who did this to you?!" Arya looked at the girl strangely, feeling surprised. She didn't know why, but with this girl being practically an older Lyanna Artica, Arya immediately cared and became angry, almost thinking about what she would do if someone did this to the little Lyanna, the girl she had grown so attached to in the last few moons. She would even compete with Jon to see who would kill the perpetrator of this madness.

"This is nothing..." The girl was hesitant and surprised by what seemed like strange concern from this girl, but she knew she couldn't say anything about it, and Daenerys continued.

"You haven't answered my question. Who are you, and why are you here? No one should come here, and you don't seem to be a servant of Magister Illyrio," the Targaryen girl commented with a bit of caution.

To Daenerys, this strange girl, despite being very beautiful, could very well be one of the assassins hired to kill her and her brother, after all, no one approached them so openly.

"Hey, calm down..." Arya spoke again, looking strangely at the girl, who was clearly afraid. "I can even smell your fear from here..." Arya couldn't help but mock the scared girl a little, but she also couldn't blame her, since she apparently suffered mistreatment.

"What do you mean by 'smell'?" Daenerys asked, increasingly intrigued by the nonsensical phrases being spoken by this stranger.

"You may not know," Arya said with a tone of pride as soon as she had the opportunity to introduce herself properly. "But what I said was literal, after all, I am a wolf." Arya complained, staring intently at the girl.

This left the girl even more confused, but before she could ask what that meant, Arya's smile grew even wider.

"I am Arya Stark. My name says it all," she asserted, after all, Arya considered herself a fierce wolf.

Upon hearing that name, the Valyrian girl immediately froze. Viserys had mentioned that he decided not to send her to the northern savages, opting instead to continue the deal with the Dothraki, which is why he was frustrated and took it out on her.

Viserys repeatedly said that he couldn't trust the northern savage being a Stark bastard and that he should kill him as soon as he had conquered the Seven Kingdoms with the Dothraki army.

Even knowing that she wouldn't be sent to the northern savages anymore, she knew they had come to the city, and she ended up not going to the port out of curiosity due to her condition. When she heard that they were coming, she was immediately invited to stay hidden in her room, and a little frustrated with everything, she came here to try to calm her anxious heart.

What she couldn't imagine was finding one of them here, especially someone like this girl, an enemy of her house, Stark...

A Stark was the last thing she could have imagined, and she didn't know what to say as she looked at Arya, still a little paralyzed. She felt fear, confusion, anger, but what she couldn't help but feel the most was jealousy, because the girl seemed so happy and excited... a complete contrast if compared to her and her life.

Despite being younger than Daenerys, Arya seemed happier, braver, and more beautiful than her, just by looking at the girl for a few seconds while still holding the cat.