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  Third Person POV

  Wall, 292 AC, At the some momment.

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  tinuing the versatioween Jon and Aemon, the two delved deeper into the details of the ambitious educational project for Arctica.

  "Iing! This old man would like to know more about this pce," Aemon asked, ied.

  "Arctica will not just be a refuge for the exiled and dispced tribes of the free people," Jon said, "but a cradle that will be the future of knowledge and learning in the world." He envisioned a fully literate popution, where each persardless of their in, would have access to education and knowledge in various fields.

  "Uncle Aemon, my goal is to create a fully literate popution in Arctica. I want everyoo have knowledge about history, sce, art, and more. For this, we o train qualified teachers," Jon expihusiastically.

  Aemon, adjusting his gsses, looked at Jon with a mix of surprise and admiration. "That's a moal task, Jon. But ing from you, I expeo less. Education is the key tress and peace. You are pnning a revolution, not just political, but cultural and intellectual."

  Jon nodded, his face lit up by the passion for his ideas. "Precisely, uncle. Arctica will be a pce where the mind is as valued as the strength of the arm. I want to create a society where knowledge is power, and that power is accessible to everyone, just as I received my knowledge from the gods when I was just a bastard."

  "This will ge not just your nds if realized, but it could impact the entire known world," Aemon said, refleg on Jon's vision's potential. "It's a huge challenge, but if anyone make it happen, it's you."

  "With your help too, uncle, I'm sure we turn this vision into reality," said Jon, gratitude aermination in his voice.

  Aemon smiled, feeling a wave of pride and hope. "I'm quite excited for this, my boy."

  Together, Jon and Aemo hours in the library, outlining a curriculum, discussing teag strategies, and pnning how to recruit and traiure teachers of Arctica. It was the beginning of a grand project, ohat could ge the fate of many and leave an indelible mark in history.

  After a while, a siletled in the room as they fiheir versation. As the fortable silence filled the room after the versation, Jon observed Aemon with a thoughtful look. There was something he o do, something he had pnned since arriving at Castle Bck.

  "Uncle, before anything else, may I see your eyes?" Jon asked, his voice soft but firm.

  Aemon, a bit surprised by the request, nodded. "Of course, Jon. But why?"

  Jon didn't respond immediately. Instead, he stood up and approached Aemon. Two years ago, Jon had given the old maester a potion - an elixir that he hoped could improve his health and perhaps do more. Now, it was time to see if his healing magic was strong enough to heal Aemon's eyes.

  Joended his hand, and as his fingers neared Aemon's eyes, they began to emit a soft green light. Aemo a wave of warmth emanating from Jon's hands, a sensation that was both strange and f.

  For two mihe room was silent, except for the soft hum that seemed to emanate from Jon's hand. Then, he removed his hands and spoke, "Try to open your eyes, uncle." Hearing this, Aemon slowly opened his eyes, and an expression of surprise and admiration took over his face. For the first time in many years, his eyes were clear, and he could see Jon as he truly was – Just a boy smiling at him expetly.

  Aemon began to cry, tears of joy running down his face. "Jon... I... I see. Truly see again," he said, his voice choked with emotion.

  Jon smiled, feeling a wave of relief and satisfa. "You deserve this, uncle. I knew I could heal you this time, but wasn't sure how effective it would be."

  "To think that an old man like me would receive so many bes at su advanced age," Aemon said, still incredulous. "The Gods still look after me after all."

  "They do, uncle. And you have much to offer still," Jon replied. "That's why Arctieeds you and others." Armon Jon's words.

  "Jon, I will apany you, let's make this kingdom shine," Aemon said with firm decisiveness.

  "Great uncle!" Jon said happily.

  After the exg healing of Maester Aemon, Jon and he prepared to leave Castle Bck. Aemon, with renewed energy and an expression of astonishment and gratitude, apanied Jon through the corridors. The rangers passing by them stopped and looked with surprise, uo believe that the old maester could now walk with open eyes, clearly seeing everything around him as he walked with the child.

  As they approached the main gate of the castle, the news of Aemon's restored vision had already spread, creating a buzz among the men of the Night's Watch. Some approached to firm for themselves, looking at Aemon with a mix of incredulity and admiration.

  Passing by Lord ander Mormont, Jon noticed the old leader's surprised look. Mormont, who had seen many things in his life since he first met Jon, now looked at Jon as if nothing else could surprise him. With a nod of the head and a discreet smile, Mormont said, "It seems you'll never cease to amaze me, Jon Snow."

  Before leaving, Aemon spoke with Lord ander Mormont to inform him of his decision to apany Jon to Arctica. Mormont, though initially hesitant, uood Aemon's decision and said he would release him from his vows.

  Finally, Jon and Aemon crossed the gate of Castle Bck, heading to the small army's camp north of the Wall. The camp, a mix of tents and temporary luxurious structures, was bustling with activity, with giants, dwarfs, and humans w side by side.

  Upon their arrival, they were greeted with a mix of curiosity and respect. Jon introduced Aemon to his men, expining his role in Arctid the importance of his wisdom and knowledge. Aemon, in turn, observed everything with a curious and ied look, clearly eager to start this new phase of his life after hearing from the soldiers about their life in this mysterious kingdom.

  Jon guided Aemon through the bustling camp, among figures of giants, dwarfs, and humans, to an imposi, clearly rger and more ored thahers with dwarfs and humans as guards. After Joed them, he turo Aemon. "Get ready to meet Eragon," said Jon, a smile of pride and affe on his face.

  As they ehe tent, Aemon immediately felt a ge imosphere. The air was warmer, and there alpable energy that seemed to emanate from a er lit by torches. There, curled up, was Eragon, the dragon. Though still young and the size of a rge cat, the dragon possessed an undeniable beauty and majesty as its four paws were ed around itself. Its white scales with green stripes shone uhe torchlight, and its eyes, like thires, glowed with surprising intelligence, as when Joered the tent, he sensed his father and raised curious eyes.

  Aemon, speechless, sloroached the dragon. "Incredible," he whispered, extending a trembling hand to touch Eragon's scales. The dragon, in turn, raised its head toward Aemon, watg the elderly man with curiosity befently allowing the tact.

  "Eragon, this is Aemon, a friend and a wise advisor," Jon introduced, the iioweewo. "He will help us in Arctica."

  Aemon, still amazed, looked at Jon. "He is magnifit, Jon. I never imagined I would see a dragon, much less one as extraordinary as Eragon. His existence is a true miracle."

  Jon nodded, watg Eragon snuggle fortably close to Aemon. "He is more than a miracle, uncle. He is a symbol of hope and a sign that great ges are ing."

  Eragon, sensing Aemon's admiration and respect, let out a small, soft roar, as if agreeing with Jon's words. Aemon smiled, feeling an immediate e with the creature.

  "Eragon senses your blood, u seems he reizes you as a Targaryen, even though he does not know it," said Jon.

  Aemon, looking at Eragon and then at Jo a wave of optimism and purpose. "Thank you, my boy. You don't know how you are making this old man happy at the end of his life."

  That night, Aemon stayed with Jon ient, apanied by Eragon in Jon's p, as the dragon sidered his father irrepceable. After hours of versation and as Jon reted the way he raised Eragon, they finally went to rest.

  The m, Castle Bck was filled with murmurs and looks of surprise to see Maester Aemon walking through the hall with a crity of vision many thought had been lost forever. Jon, apanied by Benjen and Aemon, was sitting at the table, enjoying a peaceful breakfast, despite the curious and sometimes hostile looks of the other members of the Night's Watch towards Jon.

  In the midst of lively versation, the voice of Lord ander Jeor Mormont echoed through the hall, drawing everyone's attention. "Jon, I didn't warn you yesterday, but two years ago the ki a decree demanding your presen King's Landing." His statement, den with seriousness, turhe murmur in the hall into an expet silence.

  Jon turo Mormont, an expression of disbelief mixed with amusement on his face. His initial rea was a loud, defiant ugh. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" His ughter echoed through the hall, surprising all present. "Lord ander, please write this to the king," Jon said, still ughing. "Tell him I said to shove that royal decree up his ass!" His bold statemehe hall in a state of silent shock.

  Lord ander Mormont, known for his posure and seriousness, was visibly stunned by Jon's response. His mouth opened slightly in surprise, aared at Jon, uo immediately formute a response. Jon's audacity in openly challenging the king was something Mormont had never witnessed, and he didn't kly how to react.

  Meanwhile, Jon, realizing the impact of his words, tio ugh, clearly not intimidated by the king's authority or the potential sequences of his bold refusal. Jon's audacious respoo the royal decree sent shockwaves through the hall of Castle Bck, provoking a variety of reas among the members of the Night's Watch. Many rangers, aced to the rigidity of discipline and strict observance of the of and, were stunned by Jon's boldness. Their eyes widened, and some exged incredulous looks, silently questioning if they had heard correctly.

  Some of the younger brothers of the Night's Watch could barely tain smiles of admiration. They whispered among themselves, clearly impressed by Jon's ce in openly challenging the Iron Throne.

  Afterward, Jon decided to spend some time with his uncle Behey went out together, walking to where Benjen's wolf was sleeping. Two years ago, Jon had entrusted a wolf pup to Benjen, a brother to his own mount, Ghost. This wolf, now standing at an impressive 2.1 meters tall, hadn't grown as much as Ghost but was still a majestid imposing creature.

  Benjen spoke fondly of the wolf, expining how it had bee a loyal and protective panion during his journeys beyond the Wall. "Thundrice has saved me three times, Jon," Benjen said, stroking the wolf he had named. "Not just a panion, but a true savior."

  Jon smiled, pleased to see the strong bond that had formed between Benjen and the wolf. He led Benjen and the wolf to meet Ghost outside the wall. Watg the two wolves together ectacle – they immediately reized each other as brothers and began to py and run around each other, despite Ghost being much rger.

  Later that day, Jon joined Maester Aemon to make the most of Castle Bck's library. They spent hours discussing books and scrolling through scrolls, with Jon eagerly abs the knowledge tained within them. Although he knew he couldn't take the books with him to Arctica, Jon po iate with Mormont iure to make copies, once he had enough literate people in his kingdom.

  Aemon shared his own books with Jon, many of them about dragons, providing valuable information that could be useful in g for and uanding Eragon. "These books are treasures, Jon," said Aemon. "They help in raising Eragon and perhaps even reveal lost secrets about the dragons of Valyria."

  During the ten days Jon Snow remai Castle Bck, he immersed himself in a series of activities, both within the castle and with his army camped north of the Wall. His presence brought a new and vibrant dynamic to the pce.

  At Castle Bck, Jo a lot of time in the library, abs knowledge alongside Maester Aemon. They discussed strategies, a histories, and the care ons, preparing for the future challenges in Arctica. Jon also participated in training with the rangers, demonstrating his improved bat and strategy skills, whicreased resped admiration for him among the brothers of the Night's Watch.

  A notable occasion was a training duel with Ser Allister Thorhorne, known for his disdain for recruits and especially for Jon, uimated the young man of 11 years. To everyone's surprise, Jon overcame Thorh skill aerity, leaving him with a bleeding nose and a bck eye. This event only reinforced the resped admiration that many rangers already had for Jon, especially the younger recruits who saw him as a role model.

  Outside Castle Bck, Jon dedicated his time to training with his army. He worked side by side with giants, dwarfs, and humans, strengthening the cohesion and effectiveness of his forces. Jon led his men in rigorous exercises, preparing them for any challehey might fa the future.

  Additionally, Joime with his wolf, Ghost, and his dragon, Eragon. He spent hours training and g for them, strengthening the bonds and mutual uandiween them.

  These ten days at Castle Bck were a strange period for him. Without green visions, interaining, and his projects for Arctica, he was finally having a less intense moment after years, so he made sure to enjoy it, especially with Aemon and Benjen.

  During these ten days, at Castle Winterfell, Lord Eddard Stark was in his sor, busy with the responsibilities that came with his position. He was responding to correspondences from other lords, managing the affairs of the North, when something ued happened. A raven from the Night's Watch, ohat Jon had warged to fly faster, abruptly arrived at Ned's sor window.

  Lord Stark, surprised by this familiar se, khat a raven ing to him and not to Maester Luwi ohing. He approached to receive the message. His heart sped up as he reized the seal of the Night's Watch. He quickly opehe message, and upon reading the first lines, a mix of relief and shock took over him. "Jon," he murmured to himself, incredulous.

  The message tained news of Jon, who had reappeared after two years of disappearance, an absehat had left Ned deeply ed, even fearing that the son had met a tragid beyond the Wall with the ck of ta those hostile nds. The tent of the letter, detailing Jon's appearah 2500 men and armiants, was a small exercise that Jeor Mormont couldn't help but write about how ing such a force emerging from the other side of the wall was.

  Sitting at his desk, Lord Stark took a moment to absorb the information. Jon was not only alive, but he had established a kingdom beyond the Wall and now anded a diverse army. The boy he had seen leave years ago made him regret very much havi him go at that time. But it seems the boy had returned and wao visit him in Winterfell.

  After a few moments of refle, Ned decided he o see Jon in person, to better uand what was happening. He quickly wrote iter that Jon was authorized to ehe North and if he needed help, he would send a troop of Stark soldiers to the Wall. He pced the letter on the same raven and as he expected, the bird turned and flew away, ag like no other bird ieros, a gift he knew his nephew had.

  As ark tio sit in his sor, his thoughts revolved around the surprising news about Jon. The boy who had left Winterfell, den with uainties and the shadow of the stigma of being a bastard, had transformed into something he couldn't imagine just with the words of the letter.

  "Jon, what did you find beyond those ice walls that ged you so much?" Ned wohe letter mentioned a kingdom called Arctica, armiants, and a formidable army. "How did you achieve such a feat?" He khe answer wouldn't be simple and could only wait for Jon's arrival in Winterfell to ask.

  And the idea of Journing to Winterfell filled Ned with anxious anticipation. He wondered what the reunion would be like. "Jon is no longer a child, from what I see," hought. "How will our retionship be now? And how will the North react to this new Jon Snow?"

  He also pohe political implications. The existence of Arctid Jon's presence as its leader could bring new dynamics to the pame in the Seven Kingdoms. A kingdom with an army of armiants? What would the southerhink of a kingdom emerging beyond the Wall?

  As he awaited Jon's arrival, Ned felt torween the joy of meeting his son again and the over the uaihis reunion would bring. But ohing was certain, he had to inform his children about the arrival of their long-lost brother.

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