Chapter 173 - Artican Trade in Essos 28 (Volantes 05).

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Thrid Person POV

Essos, 296 AC.

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Arya was exploring the city again. She had invited Daenerys, but the girl was hesitant after what had happened in Myr and didn't want to go. Rhaenys was pregnant, Ygritte had no desire to leave the ship, and Wind was the least likely to go with her since Jon had told her not to even appear in front of the port, always keeping her on the ship. He would leave her on another ship, as he had done in Braavos, but ended up accepting that she would stay with them as long as she remained hidden.

Arya couldn't help but agree with Jon, after all, she had heard how the red priests performed their rituals, burning mostly slaves in the city. It was a cowardly act, and Arya had even seen the place where they used to carry out such practices, with several corpses on burning crosses.

'Now I understand why Jon doesn't like them...' she murmured internally.

Everything seemed normal as she walked with her guards around her, alert to anything.

"Arya, look at this!" someone called beside her, pointing to the fabric shop, seeing something that caught their attention.

"What is it, Mearin?" Arya looked curiously at the Artican.

Mearin was an Artican with fire-kissed hair, just like Hilla beside her, who was also a redhead. Both were Arya's friends, sharing almost the same age, having built a friendship over the last few years. Although Mearin and Hilla were not part of the king's study group, they spent their time with Arya in the arena, training and trying to become decent Artican warriors, although Arya might be much better than them due to what she had received in recent years. They had ended up coming on the trip, and Arya spent some time with them, besides her family or training.

The royal guards were simply keeping watch as Mearin showed Arya what had caught her attention. But something soon caught the attention of the three girls, turning their heads to two of the six royal guards stopping a red woman, who was staring directly at Arya.

"Step away! You do not have permission to approach the princess," the royal guard spoke in a serious tone, while the woman, despite not getting closer, kept her gaze fixed on Arya the entire time, without caring to look at the guards.

"Arya Stark," she said, while Arya's friends watched cautiously, their hands pressing on the weapons at their waists. The same could be said of Arya, touching Dark Sister.

"What do you want...?" Arya asked in a dark tone.

"I only want to warn you of something, cousin of Azor Ahai," she said calmly.

"..." Arya remained silent. Of course, others had approached her before, speaking about Jon and asking the Artican king to bless them or even for Arya to arrange a meeting with him. But Arya knew how to handle this, and this was the only one who referred to the royal connection she had with Jon, which she should not have known.

"There will come a time when Azor Ahai will nearly lose himself in the destruction he will bring to the western kingdoms... That is why he will need you at that moment..." she said, looking Arya in the eyes.

"What is she talking about?" Hilla murmured with an unsatisfied and confused tone.

Arya remained silent as the red woman simply smiled at her and began to leave, but not before stopping.

"Also... beware of the Harpy and her children; they act in the shadows..." she said before walking away, leaving everyone confused by what they had just heard, not fully understanding what had just happened.

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