Game of Dragonborn.

Chapter 75 - One year later 02.

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Third Person POV.
Westeros.

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"I think you're ready for anything..." Daenerys commented as she saw Jon well-dressed with his cloak.

"I think so..." Jon replied, looking at his clothes while nodding, sensing Val approaching with Ygritte.

"So you're here then..." Val commented as she approached with Ygritte, entering their tent. "What are all those giant wolves at the door? Did you bring them with Lucis? They're in the middle of the tent entrance, we could barely get in," she asked, curious and somewhat indignant.

"Yes... and how did Ghost react to them?" Jon had ordered through his bond that none of them attack each other, but still, he asked curiously, sending a direct look at the rather large animal. Jon had helped with some potions to enhance his growth over the past year, so much so that the wolf was nearly two meters tall, bigger than any other wolf he had bonded with.

"He passed by calmly, but knowing these animals, he will clearly fight to be the alpha," Ygritte answered Jon.

The dragonborn let his aunt approach his wolf, running her hand through its fur, stroking it under the neck while rubbing it slightly.

"And so he will be. There is no wolf stronger or faster than this one, I made sure of it," Jon said with a smile, while the wolf gave him a somewhat indignant look. After all, Jon had asked him to stay with his women while he headed south alone with Lucis, without him—especially since he had returned with 18 other giant wolves.

"They are yours to command, buddy," Jon said as he stepped aside from the wolf and turned back to the women. "We have some time. How about we eat something? I bet you already know about the meeting I'm calling," Jon said as he approached the table, with Daenerys being the first to come closer.

"What will you say at this meeting? You're going south again, aren't you?" Ygritte accused him with an intense look. She seemed to hate the idea.

"Yes, and before you say anything, I can't take anyone with me. I'll be going alone this time," Jon said in a serious tone.

"That is kind of frustrating, you know?" She didn't hold back a growl, as always, the most intense. While Daenerys was calm but at the same time somewhat hesitant, Val seemed to have the best reasoning with her emotional control.

"How long? You know we could be attacked by monsters, right?" Val asked.

"I know that very well, and I will be here—just not physically," Jon said, looking at Ghost, who was resting in a corner, his size comparable to the bed they slept in. "Also..." Jon continued. "I'll be with Winter. If I detect any major danger around the camp, I'll be back within a day—the same time it takes to fly to King's Landing."

"I believe in you, Jon," Val said, accepting Jon's plans. After all, he always knew what to do.

"Damn..." Ygritte still seemed dissatisfied.

"I'll be back before you even notice," Jon said calmly to her, placing a hand on her thigh while she pouted.

"Anyway, let's eat. I still have some things I brought from the south when I went to Winterfell," he said, placing well-preserved food on the table, stored with his magic in his dimensional space. They wouldn't find anything similar for the next 1,500 kilometers—after all, only the Starks had the privilege of having such things in Winterfell. Not that they truly lived in luxury, but they kept a stock for when the king visited.

Without saying anything, Daenerys drank the wine. Jon raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm thirsty," she replied, while he shrugged and they ate and drank for a while.