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Thrid Person POV
Yi-Ti, 297 AC.
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"You made a decision about my father's proposal?" Jon heard the princess as they walked through the castle corridors toward the treasury.
"Not yet… But are you okay with it?" Jon asked.
"I 't say that living far from Yi-Ti pleases me, Arctig... but…" She paused to look at him for a sed. "I couldn't ask for better..."
With those words, they tihrough the corridors until they reached the pce they had visited once before. After she opehe door with a key she kept, they both ehe royal treasury wing.
Jon looked at his reward with a satisfied gaze, while the princess's hands began rolling it up, pg it in a bck tube, and sealing it before handing it to the fner.
"I hope this is useful..." Jon ented, looking at the sealed dot holder.
"It's meant to be. After all, my mother received it from your family, passed down through geions until it nded in the hands of the one who would use it. The Red Witch said it would be you. Even though this is one of the st memories of my mother, you saved Yi-Ti and deserve this item more than anyone else. I hope it's as useful as you seem to believe. Actually, this task should have been passed to me after my mother's death, so I'm gd I finally find the person who will keep it..." she said as Jon nodded.
"Yeah, I guess..." Jon murmured as they both seemed to fall silent, the only sound being the crag of Jon's torch as the princess stared at Jon. He looked at her for a few seds until she averted her gaze.
"I think we should go. We 't be seen together like this," she said, and Jon nodded.
They returo the upper floors of the castle, passing by one or two servants w in the castle. They saw Jon Arctid a hooded woman; of course, rumors would circute in the ing days, but none about the woman being the princess herself, as she was hidden and uo be suspected. Even if someone guessed, they would risk losing their tongue.
"Thank you for apanyihis far, Arctig. I hope you have a good night," she said in front of her door, where no guards were present, as she had dismissed them to say her goodbye.
"It was an honor, Princess. I hope you have a good night as well," Jon said, nodding before leaving to return to his room.
"Arctig," she called suddenly while her door was half open, and Jon turned back to her, curious. She looked at him, pressing her lips together before tinuing. "If you accept the proposal, I'll be a happy woman to apany you, even to the other side of the world," she said. Jon nodded and finally left, returning to his room as the door behind him closed, with the princess watg him for a moment before fully shutting it.
Jon walked through the corridors as if he already khe pce very well, passing the men guarding the princess's quarters. They him before returning to their posts. Finally, he reached his own quarters, where the Arctic guards waited, relieved their king was safe. None of them liked Jon wandering through the castle alone, but it was his order.
"My lord… You have a visitor in your chambers. She's waiting for you," one of the royal guards said, and Jon nodded.
"Yes, I'm aware. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must see her," Jon said, heading inside. He found his aunt lying on his bed, smiling as she saw him.
"How is my king tonight? I heard he went sneaking around with the princess of Yi-Ti," she said as Jon raised an eyebrow, brushing her ent aside as he went to a dresser, pg the tube on top before returning to her.
"I had to take care of a few things," Jon replied.
"Like your marriage proposal, as everyone in the castle is talking about?" she asked, though she didn't seem upset about it.
"How would you know that? It rivate versation with the Shogun," Jon responded, approag the bed, where Daenerys waited for him to remove his clothes.
"You know that's quite obvious. Besides the way you look at her, which many would call the gaze of a woman in love, it would also be rather petty for the Shogun not to offer his only daughter to the man who fought for his try and became a hero. Isn't that how things have happehroughout history?" she said as she slid into bed, ing her arms around him for fort.
"Perhaps..." Jon brushed the thought aside, sealing a few kisses on her lips.
"You should accept it… she doesn't seem to dislike the idea, and it would even be offensive on your part to refuse," she said, as Jon raised an eyebrow at her.
"You want to teach me about politics?" he retorted.
"No, I don't think I pete with you on that, but you seem undecided. Still, I believe you'll make the right choice. You already have many wives; you could have one or two more," she remarked.
"Let's leave this aside. I'll decide for myself. For now, let's enjoy what's left of the night, my queen," Jon said, smiling as they surreo each other.
The following day, the celebrations tinued iy, filling the pce with excitement. Joed for the Arctic camp to celebrate with his men—the ones who had fought alongside him from the start to the end of the war. He spent the entire day there and stayed the night in his tent, while 20,000 Artis celebrated in their own way, using the provisions still kept on the ships. Many samurai and soldiers of Yi-Ti joihe festivities, as the provincial armies were nearby, and friendships had been formed between them and the Arctic dwarves or humans, though the giants remained a much more reserved race, rarely f bonds.
Afterward, Jouro the castle to settle the final matters with the Shogun. They spoke for hours behind closed doors, often with Prinonosuke present at his father's request. Jon hahe discussions himself, passiain points to his ministers when it was ve.
Three days passed, during whinous were made across the try. Three more days followed as the armies began to disband. Jon shared updates on how the Mongol Empire was dealing with its devastating loss in the war after so many initial victories.
The Mongol Emperor was not in a favorable position, as the loss of soldiers had been immense, leaving internal issues to resolve. Jon assured the Shogun that they would not pose a threat for decades, needing time to rebuild an army strong enough to invade again.
Yi-Ti, however, also faced challenges. Much of the provincial nd had beeated, requiring years to restore its fertile fields. Many people had been trafficked to the Mongol Empire, particurly women—a cruel reality of war. The Shogun informed Jon that such atrocities would not go unpunished. Jon, however, could no longer interfere, as his presen this part of the world had reached its limit.
During these days, the prince requested a private versation with Jon. It turned into aended discussion of gratitude for the rescue. The prince even proposed making Arya his bride, viewing it as a politically advantageous move tthen ties between their nations. Arya, being the only unmarried woman of age and a cousin to the Arctig, would have been a suitable choice. However, she would immediately refuse, and Jon reyed her ses oter.
Jon ter discussed the matter and expressed his gratitude for not f such a union. Preparations to leave the capital began soon after.
Anra was held, during which it became apparent that the princess and the Arctig had grown closer than they should have, sparking rumors. At the end of the celebrations, the Shogun made an annou regarding Jon's rewards for the war.
He was gifted numerous chests filled with jade gemstones, gold, and the try's historic treasures. However, the final annou surprised some, though many had anticipated something of the sort.
Jouro his camp to meet a visitor he had been expeg. Lord Shimura had not yet arrived in the capital, as he was still anizing the eastern province. Jon couldn't bme him; it seemed they might never meet again. Still, Jo his regards, along with messengers bringing news as from the west. Lord Shimura responded with a few words for Jon:
'The greatest warrior alive, an honor I will carry with me to the end of my days, remembering ht side by side.'
These were the words of the old samurai. Though he was not a great admirer of the wildfire Jon and the Artis used, he uood they were not samurai bound by strict codes of honor and bat rules. What was indisputable was Jon's strategid and unparalleled swordsmanship. Jon couldn't deny that there was no living warrior who could rival him at this moment, havied all who dared challenge him.
Now, Jon waited in a tent for a man to enter. Someone ected to Lord Shimura had arrived.
"Arctig…" the maed, looking at Jon.
"You've finally arrived, Ghost of Yi-Ti," Jon replied, his eyes fixed on Jin Sakai.
This was the man Jon had entered while he and a few others built a resistance against the Mongol invasion in the east. Jin had even helped Jon rescue his uncle. However, Jon had employed methods disfavored by the samurai, as he was not a follower of their code but an outsider. Jin Sakai had faced simir disdain, particurly from his uncle, Lord Shimura, who eventually ered him. The two had fought, and Jin Sakai had emerged victorious. Yet, he had spared Lord Shimura, denying him the honorable death he sought. From that moment, Jin ceased to be a samurai.
His legend, however, was well-known in the affected regions before Jon's arrival. Jon had to admit that this man had fought valiantly for his try, even if his methods deviated from the rigid samurai honor code. Jon respected that he fought as best he could.
"I am here to accept your proposal," Jin said immediately, and Jon nodded.
"That is good. I am certain you will bee a powerful warrior in Artica, and I am willing to believe in that. So, wele to our nds," Jon said in clusion.
Jin Sakai had little choice after Jon assessed his situation. He would have spent the rest of his life in hiding if he stayed, so Jon's suggestion to move to Artica had e as a relief.
"Thank you for this, Arctig," Jin replied, and Jon nodded.
"Now you may go. I've assigned a royal guard to inform you about your departure and where you will stay. A portion of my men is already marg south; you join them," Jon said. Jin nodded before departing.
Jon had already set his troops marg south. Knowing the journey would take a long time, he sent them in small groups to avoid needing rge campsites, which would dey their progress. In the end, the journey moved swiftly.
Joually left the camp with the remaining men auro the city. There, he began the process of formally bidding farewell to the Shogun, his son, and the empire's key administrators and nobles.
"I hope this isn't the st time we meet, Arctig. If it is… know that you will be unfettable in these nds. Yend will be passed down from geion to geion. You must know this," Oden said as Jon nodded.
"I appreciate your words. Perhaps I do not deserve such a reputation," Jon replied humbly.
"You do. You are he greatest warrior in the world, and many will write that in our history books. I hope we meet again if fate allows. Also, promise me that you'll take care of her," Oden added. Jon nodded and stepped aside as others came to bid their farewells.
"Father…" the princess said, wearing a long dress as tears welled in her eyes.
"My daughter… I hope you find happiness in fn nds. From the depths of my heart, I pray this is not the st time we see each other. I hope you visit one day, bringing my grandchildren so I meet them ahat they are as impressive as their father…" The Shogun's voice broke as he watched his daughter burst into tears.
"I don't want this to be the st time I see you either. One day, if I , I'll return to Yi-Ti. I want to find it under our family's rule at its peak again. Until then, I'll miss you and my brother," she said, still in tears, as she embraced her father and then her brother, breaking all royal de. But no one could bme them, not when the daughter was leaving.
Jo a twinge of guilt for this, but he had already spoken with the Shogun and his daughter. Moments like this were iable with her heading to the other side of the world.
As a final gesture, Joed two samurai swords, crafted by him from Valyrian steel, to the Shogun and his heir. It was a token of friendship, signifying not only the blood spilled together otlefield but also the blood they now shared, f aernal boween Jon and this nd.
Jon began his departure, riding Ghost his war armor, the same he had worn throughout the flict. Arya rode beside him on horseback, apanied by the foremost Arctic warriors—men who had bee legends through their acts of heroism and great victories, defeating key figures in the Mongol army and building fame that extended beyond even Jon's owation.
Arya herself had earned renown after defeating a Mongol ander in single bat. She was niamed the "Jade Bde" for her graceful yet deadly movements otlefield, always with her wolf by her side, demonstrating her dual skill ay.
In the wagon following them, Daenerys and the princess sat, traveling out of the city. The people of Tian-Quo gathered in droves to witness Yi-Ti's hero departing.
"Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!""Okuo Makami!"
The t of Jon's itle echoed from the crowds as they moved slowly through the streets. The Shogun's men cleared a path through the throng to allow their progress out of the city.
Tian-Quo was left behind, the popution still fervent with emotion. Ohey were beyond the city, Jon joined his men, who had already dismahe camp and prepared for their journey south. Many samurai and soldiers of Yi-Ti ao escort them. After all that had happened, Jon deserved the greatest honors the empire could bestow, now hailed as a legendary warrior and hero.
They traveled south for several days. The group sisted of no more than 5,000 Artis, as the rest had already moved to the port of Yin. Hundreds of ships had set sail from there, waiting offshore for the king and his pany.
When Jon arrived in Yin, Kin'emoed him immediately. But Jon's first destination was the harbor, where he was eager to reuh his wives and che Ygritte's pregnand his son Jahaerys, who was now nearly a year old. He also wao see the dragons.
Finding his wives waiting on the ship, Jon wasted no time. He embraced each of them with loving eyes that mirrored the deep longing they had felt for him during his absence.
"It's good to have you back, husband. It's been six months, and all we've had were scraps of news about you!" Rhaenys said, her eyes filled with yearning, almost as if she wao devour him.
She held their nearly one-year-old son in her arms. Jon couldn't help but notiuch the boy resembled him. The child seemed tnize his father, reag for him. Jon took him into his arms, holding his third son tightly, overwhelmed by the fatherly love he felt after so much time apart.
Ygritte stood quietly nearby until Jon approached her and took her hand.
"We'll talk ter. How are you?" Jon asked, turning his attention to her swollen belly.
Pressing his haly against it, he could feel the life within. She was on the verge of giving birth—she should have already given birth—but it seemed as though she had willed herself to wait for his return. Somehow, she had succeeded. But now, everything was about to ge.
"I'm fine," she replied.
It was clear that Ygritte was a little upset, as her husband had goo war alone. But Jon would never have allowed her to go, given her pregnancy. He knew she wao be by his side, but he also uood it wasn't the right time. Other opportunities would e. After all, the world would never be a peaceful pce, and Artica would always have eo tend with.
Jon began spending time with his family and the dragons, which were no longer small. They had grown to the size of giant wolves, causing siderable trouble aboard the ships. They could no longer be kept in quarters and had to be moved to the ste areas, dispg horses and other animals to make room. Jahaerys had to be brought to the dragons daily, as otherwise, they would wreak havoc, breaking everything in sight. Only the baby could calm them.
"So no one else trol them..." Jon murmured, watg the beasts vying for his attention. He mao calm them to prevent the chaos of fire-breathing, cwed, winged creatures behaving like unruly dogs. He now had to use his owers t them under trol.
Jahaerys, meanwhile, seemed to enjoy the dragons' chaotic behavior. At some point, he would have to choose a dragon to bond with, perhaps even more than one. Jon wasn't sure how the dragons would choose their riders. While Daenerys and Rhaenys had been able to cim one dragon each, Jon and his children might end up with several.
"A rider of dozens ons with owers—who could pete with that? trolling all their movements through a mental e..." Jon doubted that any for the world could stand against them.
Daenerys' dragon had gre as well, and she stayed with it for hours after finding it. The creature reized Daenerys as its rider the moment it saw her, just as Rhaenys' dragon did with her. However, the dragons of the two women were not as rge as the other thirteen. Jon suspected this might have something to do with the e he and Jahaerys shared with the dragons, but he couldn't say for sure.
The princess of Yi-Ti was astoo see the creatures. She had heard rumors about them—Jon's dragons were no longer a secret in Yi-Ti. Despite this, most people still treated them as mythical creatures, exaggerations to enhance Jon's legendary status. Those who had asked Jon directly, however, had received firmation. Jon never lied about the dragons, expining that they were part of his bloodline.
Jo hours speaking with his wives, expining the situation and his decisions. This time, he did so face-to-fao longer relying oers as he had during the past moons. His wives were finally satisfied with his expnations.
It was time to return to Artica with their fleet of 432 ships. Twenty ships had bee back to Yi-Ti after Jon had gone north with his army. These carried messages from Jon expining his participation in Yi-Ti's war and the reasons for his absence.
Jon had not wao join the war without inf his kingdom, particurly his wife Seryna and their two children, who were waiting for him.
He spent one more day iy, speaking with Kin'emon and bidding him farewell. They had formed a friendship, and Jon took the opportunity to finalize a few remaining matters before departing.
One of these was a versation with Gerion Lannister, who had been living in Yin. Known ieros as the "Smiling Lion," Gerion firmed to Jon that he would not be returning to Westeros due to his family's situation. However, he made a somewhat bold request.
"Please, if you take my daughter to your kingdom, I'm certain she'll have a better life there than she would here, even as a Lannister bastard," Gerion asked.
His daughter, Joy Hill, would always carry the stigma of her bastardy. From what he had learned during his months among the Artis, such distins didn't seem to exist in Artica. Through his iions and growing knowledge of their culture, Gerion had e to admire and trust the Artis far more than he had expected.
"If I get the ce, I will," Jon replied, not ht refusing, despite his less-than-favorable view of the Lannister family. He o Gerion before finally departing, returning to the ship for the final preparations.
As he boarded, Jon noticed a striking figure standing in a er of the deck. The unique beauty of the woman, marked by her graceful posture, caught his attention. She stood gazing at Yin, as if bidding farewell to her homend o time. Her expression was deeply mencholic.
"I know this is a lot..." Jon approached her with a calm voice, and the priuro look at him.
"I apologize for appearing so withdrawn, and for making you think I might regret this, but I don't. I chose this, Jon," she murmured, calling him by name. She had done so ever since he had asked for that kind of familiarity between them. "I don't believe I'll be unhappy with you. None of your wives are, and they all love you. Why would I be any different?" she added.
Jon observed her, noting how deeply the princess seemed to care for him. Sihe annou of their marriage and her jouro Artica, they had spent much time talking. She sighed, seeing her future husband watg her with quiet iy.
"I will be obedient to my king from this day forward and give you desdants both our families will be proud of. And if, one day, you bring me back here to see my father at least o time, a few years from now, I would be an immensely happy woman, Jon," she said, making her only request.
"All right. We'll see what the future holds, Hiyori," Jon replied. He stayed with her for a while, eventually esc her to joiher women. They would not share the same quarters yet; that would happen only after their marriage in Artica—or so they hoped. Hiyori spent time with a group of Arctien who acted as panions, teag her the Arctiguage and sharing stories about the northern kingdom's culture and what she could expect to find there.
Jouro oversee the final orders. The st 50 ships still in port began to set sail, leaving the nds of Yi-Ti behind. Many people shouted their farewells from the shore, and Lord Kin'emon waved alongside them. Jourhe gesture with a nod as the ships moved into the opehey soon joihe rest of the fleet, which had been waiting for their arrival.
Finally, the fleet was aligned. Among the ships were several new additions, including one specially desigo carry a rge structure for transp items from Sothoryos. Another ship had been rebuilt to house the Valyrian steel fe, entirely operated by dwarves, who were passionate about the craft. The structure had been desigo move with the fleet regardless of its weight.
With the ships loaded with gold, jade, and all manner of treasures they had received, they set out, headiward. Their ultimate goal was to return home, making at most two stops along the way.
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Ra Here: They finally set out. I didn't delve into some points to leave them for the same icler introduced earlier iory to write about Jon and clude his tale, which will be do the beginning of the chapter.
Jon will now begin his vengeance for what happened in Vontis. With the ships emptied, there's room frand celebration—and perhaps for raiding a few cities in Sver's Bay. Besides, it's time for Jon to acquire a new sword. I've pnned a bde worthy of him for the uping wars, as the katanas are no longer practical.
Jon will wield four main ons throughout his life:
Dark Sister: Used during his journey ieros.
The two katanas: Wielded during his jouro Yi-Ti and its war.
The sword: He will uh this from the desert nds of Essos. This is the true sword, not a replica as previously hi. It will be used in the wars of Westeros.
The final sword: He will obtain this years ter after a time skip. It will be essential for the war to end all wars—a true battle for humanity's survival, not the watered-down version seen in the show.
Jon now has strong ties to Yi-Ti, and he will fight alongside them, uniting men from all nations of the world to stand against the threat. That is how the war against the Night King should be portrayed.
This is why I positiohe princess of Yi-Ti as Jon's wife—he needed a bond with this far-off nd.
As for what Jon received from the princess, it's something that will be revealed iure. He'll wo more parts to plete it.
Anyway, leaving aside some points reserved for the beginning of the chapter, feel free to share your opinion about Yi-Ti.
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