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

Chapter 154 - Artican Trade in Essos 09 (Daenerys Targaryen 01).

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Thrid Person POV

Essos, 296 AC.

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"Let's go, we have nothing left to do here," Jon informed his men as he approached them.

"Yes, my king. Did you hear, men? We are returning to the ship at the port." The Artican men quickly started issuing orders as they began to move.

Soon, the Artican troops began moving towards the gate. Meanwhile, Magister Illyrio approached Jon, starting to leave with his royal guards.

Illyrio approached, bowing his head in a sign of respect. "Artican King, it seems we shall leave the rest to be negotiated next time we meet," he spoke calmly as Jon nodded, maintaining a watchful eye on the man who seemed full of schemes. Jon did not want to act openly against him, after all, he first wanted to understand what this man was hiding and how he would deal with the Targaryens.

So, Jon just nodded and let him go as he began to retrace his path through Pentos to the main port.

Daenerys still stood in the same spot after hearing all this, wondering what it all meant as she found herself there, not realizing how much time had passed.

She shook herself and quickly looked at her hands, where there was the ointment that Jon had handed her, and also a letter. She thought about it for a couple of seconds before tucking the letter between her breasts, to not lose it, realizing she could not stay there any longer.

She began to return to her room, then took her secret path. It didn't take long to pass through the corridors, dodging the guards, until she finally reached her room through a false wall she had discovered some time ago. Illyrio seemed to keep these in his house in the rooms for some emergency cases.

After closing the passage, she couldn't help but be curious and looked out the window. But no more Articans were present at the mansion. She just sighed and moved away from the window and sat on the bed while opening the glass jar with the strange cream, which she received from Jon, who said it would help her with her wounds.

She couldn't help but wonder whether she should trust this person or not. 'I don't know him... what reasons would he have to help me...' she murmured somewhat conflictedly.

After all, on one hand, Jon Artica should be a stranger to her and she to him, even an enemy of her family, but on the other hand, it was odd how he treated her, as he was nothing like she imagined. There was nothing wild as she expected, his touch was warm, warmer than any person she had ever touched. Yet, it was a pleasant warmth.

Thinking about this, she saw no reason to distrust him, despite finding his behavior towards her very strange. He did not have disdain in his current appearance, but rather a gentle look, almost concerned about her. Then, she began to take the ointment from the jar and apply it to her face.

The contact with the substance made her feel a bit of cold on her skin, but quickly, with a slight tingling, the rashes and pains she still felt began to be relieved. Seeing this, she took more ointment and applied it to all her wounds.

Quickly, she felt relief in her silent suffering, and her purple eyes looked with some admiration at this jar. Closing it and quickly placing it on the table, she lay down on the bed at this moment while her eyes stared at the ceiling, thinking about what she should do... going back to thinking about Jon's words to her.

'I and Viserys are not the only Targaryens...?' she asked herself internally, confused about what she had heard.

"Why did he tell me this... why did he help me... who is he...?" She wondered all the time without understanding yet, but also thought about why he did it when he simply left after saying something like that to her.