Game of Dragonborn.

Chapter 78 - Secrets.

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Third Person POV.
Westeros.

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It was nighttime, while the guards of the Red Keep remained vigilant at the castle gates. Everything seemed normal, and none of them noticed the figure moving calmly toward them until a strange and sudden noise from the other side caught the attention of one of the guards.

"What was that?" he asked, trying to identify the sound.

Meanwhile, Jon was already inside the castle grounds without any of them seeing him pass behind.

"Well, now that I'm here, I'd better head straight to the Tower of the Hand."

With that decision, Jon advanced toward one of the structures of the Red Keep.

He saw a group of guards that were not Stark men standing at the entrance—probably some visitors for his uncle. He walked past them, blending in with the servants and other patrolling guards before entering the location.

He was now in the Tower of the Hand, moving forward until, before stepping into the corridor, he paused for a moment, observing the old pillars while people approached the hallway.

"You should have gone to the ladies' tea, Arya! The queen asked about you and said your absence was highly inappropriate for a young lady of a great lord like Lord Stark, for an entire year."

Sansa's voice rang out, sounding displeased as she and the others neared Jon's position.

"Do you think I care? I was training with my dancing master! I'd much rather be training than sitting in a meeting with a bunch of fools!" the younger girl growled.

"Don't call the queen a fool, Arya!" Sansa retorted, even more displeased.

"Never say that again, never!"

The stern voice came from behind them, and Arya immediately fell silent, seeming to realize her mistake—she had to have limits too.

As they passed through the corridor, the two Stark girls walked accompanied by a third, silent figure—Jeyne Poole—along with some guards and Septa Mordane right behind them, overseeing their conversation.

Jon raised an eyebrow at the sight but ignored the scene and continued on his way. He climbed the tower, passing all the guards unnoticed until he found something interesting: a closed room guarded by none other than Jory Cassel and three soldiers at the entrance—the very man who was Lord Stark's personal guard in Winterfell.

"That's obviously where my uncle is," Jon murmured to himself, evaluating the situation.

"Now... How do I get in there?"

Before he could formulate a plan, he heard a sound beside him. He looked curiously and noticed a wall close to his face while raising an eyebrow. The noise was faint, but his ears picked up the steps of people nearby—apparently barefoot.

He stepped closer and lightly touched the surface, feeling that it was hollow.

"A secret passage?"

Jon narrowed his eyes and activated his magical sight. His eyes glowed, allowing him to see all living beings around him, even behind walls and objects.

He observed the guards standing still at the entrance of the room and, inside, saw two people engaged in conversation.

"Lord Stark is with someone... Seems like he doesn't want to be interrupted."