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

Chapter 160 - Artican Trade in Essos 15 (Tyrosh).

[Chapter Size: 3000 Words.]

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Thrid Person POV

Essos, 296 AC.

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"Release them," Jon said as his men began to untie all the Lys soldiers.

They started to be freed, still looking with fear at the Arctic group. "W-what will happen to us?" A middle-aged man spoke at that moment with some fear toward the Arctic King.

"You will return to Lys, take your prince back to his father... or part of him... also let him know that if Lys still wants a trade deal, they will have to come to us... but if this happens and your father wants revenge against any Arctic man... we will attack Lys... can you understand that?" Jon gave a warning in a threatening tone.

"Y-yes, King of Artica... we will do exactly that..." The man murmured with clear fear, and Jon nodded before turning back to his men.

"Now we go south, we have to visit other cities and let them return on their own..." Jon said as his men began to move. He looked one last time at the men from Lys. "You don't need to worry about pirates... after the news of our fleet in the sea, they all started hiding like flies... so the sea is safer now." Jon informed them before heading to the fleet's ship and setting course for the flagship.

Without choice, the Lys counselor could only watch the Arcticans starting to prepare as they began to pull away from them, leaving them behind, being much faster. He then headed into his ship, seeing a scene that made him tremble as the once arrogant young man was now a man screaming and crying.

The fleet began descending over the next few days as Jon tried to visit his aunt and asked Arya to try to cheer her up along with Wind. Little by little, the girl started to regain some spirit, beginning to come out of her room again. Jon couldn't blame her for her small depression, she wasn't used to seeing blood, and that must have reminded her of many of her insecurities as she began seeking him out again.

Tyrosh wasn't far away as they took only a few days to reach the city. At the same time, the Arctic ships with the Minister of Foreign Affairs finally began disembarking at the port of Dorne.

"We're back here, finally," Darius murmured as he had full authority to command the entire group, except for the royal guards who only took orders from the royal family. But Jon had been clear to act in the best way possible to protect all of his men, even in a land where Artica didn't have a good relationship with the Martell family after recent events.

"We are ready, Minister." A royal guard approached the man.

"Great, let's go," Darius said as they began to depart.

As soon as they left, several guards were waiting behind a young woman and man as they descended the plank to meet them.

"Welcome back to Dorne, Arctic gentlemen. We have met before, Arctic Minister, Darius," Arianne Martell greeted them alongside her brother at their father's request.

"It's good to see you again, heir of Dorne, Arianne Martell," Darius greeted in a diplomatic tone.

"Let's head to Sunspear. My father is expecting you, though his condition isn't in his favor, which is why he didn't come to greet you, as you know." She said, and Darius nodded as they began to head towards the city, making their way to the Martell fortress.

Once they entered the property, they were escorted inside to meet the head of House Martell and other nobles interested in Arctic products. As they continued walking through the corridors with some Arctic guards alongside the minister, another part of the guards remained in the courtyard.