[Chapter Size: 3200 Words.]
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Thrid Person POV
Essos, 296 AC.
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"It seems we are finally switching shifts. Let's head outside, it's getting late." One of the guards yawned as he prepared to patrol the courtyard.
As soon as he took his first steps outside, something sliced through the air and hit his neck. A second dart hit the other guard right behind him, barely giving him time to react before both of their necks were struck, and they easily lost consciousness.
"It seems there's nothing more at the entrance..." A royal guard said, looking at the two bodies as Jon approached. It was him and two more guards, there to get Nyra.
"Remove them from here, it's too much at the entrance," Jon ordered, as he'd done with the other fallen guards, hiding them so they wouldn't be easily seen.
After his men had taken the bodies to a hidden place, one of them brought an object.
"You brought the box..." Jon murmured, looking at the medium-sized box one of the royal guards was carrying.
"Yes, my king..." he replied, handing the box to Jon.
Jon approached the box, hearing the agitated sounds of rats, as he closed his eyes. The rodents inside quickly began to calm down as he dominated their minds.
In the next moment, he opened the box. The rats scurried out and began to spread throughout the castle under Jon's command, as he wanted to have real-time surveillance of the entire place, searching every corner.
The creatures quickly began to move unnoticed, passing by inattentive guards, while Jon and his guards made their way toward where Nyra was, already knowing the path due to his snake.
As they passed through the corridors, he raised his hand at one point, signaling with two fingers the number of guards ahead of them. His two royal guards prepared themselves.
As soon as two shadows emerged, the royal guards swiftly shot their darts, hitting the targets before they could even groan. Hiding the bodies, they moved on.
They advanced through the corridors, taking down more and more guards, leaving a trail of bodies behind. Jon kept his eye on the Martell family. Doran seemed to be with a prostitute in his room. Oberyn was with his lover, while most of the children were busy with their routines or asleep. Only Arianne seemed to be sharing her bed with her personal guard and lover.
It was only then that Jon reached the room where Nyra was, where four guards were protecting the door, more heavily reinforced than the Martell family itself.
"I'll make the first move, wait a moment before attacking," Jon ordered as a snake appeared beside one of the guards' feet. The man noticed the small movement out of the corner of his eye and looked to the side before the snake struck his leg, causing him to scream. "Damn snake!"
The other guards quickly realized the situation but had barely any time to react. The two Arctic royal guards with Jon emerged from the corridor, spitting darts that struck the necks of three guards. The man still with the snake on his leg looked at his friends falling to the ground in surprise before turning to Jon, who spat another dart at him, making him collapse before he could do anything.
"We're here, finally. That was easy," Jon murmured as he approached the door.
"You two stay here and guard the area..." Jon instructed and went over to the snake, picking it up to take it away, as it had done good work these past days.
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Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT
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