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  Third Person POV

  North, 297 AC.

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  The Arctic ship tioward the northern coast alone. Arya stood at its prow, gazing ahead, thinking about how she would soourn to her old home and how she would face her family after running away over seven years ago.

  "Even so... I don't regret anything..." Arya murmured, the sea wind blowing her hair back.

  "What is our prihinking about, standing there all by herself?" A more mature female voice rang out as Arya g the two royal guards apanying her on this journey.

  Nearby stood Grey Wind, motionless and poised, waiting for any and from Arya.

  "Some things I haven't thought about in a long time, Jill," Arya replied to the royal guard.

  Jill was a royal guard who was often assigo Arya or the queens during her shifts. Beside her was a man of the same age as Jill. His name was Buri, and Arya suspected they were more than just colleagues w as royal guards sihey were always together, even outside their duties.

  "She's homesick, Jill," Buri ented, while Jill smiled at Arya.

  "I've always wao see Winterfell. I couldn't go the first time the king visited, but now we'll finally see where our princess was born," Jill said.

  "I'm sure it won't be so peaceful... you know..." Buri remarked with a somber tone, and Jill uood what he meant.

  "I'll handle my mother... don't worry," Arya said, already aware of what he was referring to.

  "I hope so, Princess... we won't tolerate any disrespect toward King Jon," Jill stated firmly.

  "Nor will I... I'll deal with her. I'll make our iions clear when we arrive in White Harbor... and I'll send a letter," Arya responded, and the royal guards nodded in agreement.

  The ship tis course, entering the region of the isnds known as the Three Sisters, which beloo the Vale of Arryn. However, the Arctic ship was much farther north, he northern coast. Ships leaving and approag the local ports, especially the rgest port city in the North, White Harbor, noticed the Arctic fg sailing through those waters with surprise.

  "What are they doing here?!""We should steer clear, even if it's just one ship... they destroy anyone.""Yes, if the rumors are true, they have ons that destroy any ship and even giants aboard to do it."

  Suents were frequent as the other ships quickly distahemselves in fear. No one wao get close to the Arctic ship, even if it was only one.

  As the ship approached the city, a few other vessels sped ahead, reag White Harbor and other destinations more quickly. The Arctic ship, however, didn't seem to be in much of a hurry.

  The first ships quickly docked at the city port, their crews disembarking in a rush to wary, trembling with fear at the possibility of an attack, given the reputation of the Arctic people.

  "They're ing! The Arctic people are here! The city might be utack!""What? The Arctic people? Are you sure? Why would they be here...?"

  The on folk began to worry, their eyes fixed on the sea.

  "It's just one of their ships, but that's still bad news!" excimed the sailors from the earlier ships to the citizens at the port.

  "Quickly, Lord Manderly must be informed!"

  Without dey, mehe port, rushing into the city with warnings about the Arctic presence, leaving the popution uneasy.

  With the city in turmoil, word soon reached Lord Wyman Manderly, Lord of White Harbor and patriarch of House Manderly. Hearing the news with some , he quickly summoned his family and principal guards, though he struggled to move to the gathering pce due to his massive size.

  He remembered that his son, Wylis Manderly, had spoken with the Arctic people in Braavos about a year ago. Thus, he wasn't as nervous about the single ship as others might have been.

  Arriving at the hall, Wyman Manderly found his two sons, Wendel and Wylis, the tter being the father of his granddaughters Wynafryd and Wyl, who were also present along with the anders of White Harbor's soldiers. As Wymaled into his chair with some difficulty, his gaze immediately fell on his eldest son.

  "Listen, Wylis, do you think it could be Ned's daughter?" Wyman guessed, and his eldest son nodded.

  "Only one ship is ing, so I don't think it could be anything else. Either it's that, or it's a messenger ship announg Arya Stark's arrival, just as I mentioo them ba Braavos," Wylis expio his father.

  "Very well, take the men and go meet them at the port with your brother. Find out why they're here. Meanwhile..." He turned from his son to address his guards. "Calm the city down; it's just one ship, not an attack." He anded, and the men dispersed to carry out his orders.

  Wyman watched as Wendel and Wylis left the hall, exiting the castle and heading toward the port while House Manderly's men worked to restore order iy. It didn't take long for them to reach the port, where they could finally see the single ship bearing the fg of the kingdom beyond the Wall. The ship moved steadily toward them, unhurried.

  "I don't want any trouble at the port. Let's talk to them first and uand their reasons for being here," Wylis instructed, while some of his men spread out to maintain order in the area.

  "Do you think it's really the girl?" Wendel asked his brother.

  "There's no other reason. But I didn't expect it would take them a year... It means they were in the South. I wonder what they were doing there," Wylis replied.

  They waited as the ship approached, watg the crew work to dock it. Eventually, the vessel stopped at one of the piers, and the city, now calmer, remained captivated, with all eyes on the ship.

  The Manderlys waited as the Arctic crew lowered the gangpnk. Then, a figure emerged, apanied by a group of soldiers.

  It was her than Ned's daughter herself, an Eldeal armor adorned with the Arctic fg's insignia. She desded the gangpnk, her sword Darksister at her waist. Two guards in simir armor followed her, along with another weariher armor and carrying a spear.

  "Lady Arya... if you're here..." Wylis Manderly began, his gaze shifting behind Arya, searg for the Arctig.

  "I'm here to go to Winterfell, and I'm alone," Arya said, notig his gnce.

  "I see... Surely your father will be pleased to know you've returo the North," Wylis replied.

  "Good. I'd like to borrow one of your ravens," Arya said with an authoritative yet nant tone.

  "Let's head to our castle... We arrahat immediately. I'm sure my father will be impressed to see how Ned's daughter has grown," Wylis offered, while Wendel seemed visibly awestruck by the Stark woman.

  "Great. These are my principal guards; they'll remain with me, along with Nymeria, my direwolf," Arya said as the nearly two-meter-tall wolf appeared, as rge as a horse.

  Both Manderlys swallowed hard. "Of course, Lady Arya... Please, follow us," Wylis said, and Arya nodded, beginning to follow him. The men from her ship disembarked, apanying her.

  "That..." Wendel murmured, watg the soldiers leather armor, armed with spears and shields, marg in perfect coordination.

  "Unsullied," Arya crified, mounting her direwolf as the Manderlys stepped back slightly, cautious.

  "You have them?!" Wylis excimed, clearly stunned. After all, the Unsullied were sves, and svery was forbidden ieros.

  "They're no longer sves. Jon quered Sver's Bay, and I was with him. After breaking the devices that trolled them, they simply chose to follow me," Arya expined.

  "Our freedom was ensured, and we chose to serve Arya Stark with loyalty," one of the Unsullied, standing among her royal guards, crified. He spoke in the on Tongue, making his words easily uood.

  Both brothers exged surprised gnces but left their questions unspoken for a more appropriate moment at the castle.

  They walked through the streets of White Harbor as the entire popution gazed at them, their eyes a mixture of shod admiration. The group was led by Lord Manderly's sons, followed by the Unsullied and other Arctic guards marg behind Arya.

  The castle was only a few minutes away. Waiting for them were two young girls—Wylis's daughters—whom Arya remembered from more than seven years ago in Winterfell. The girls stared at Arya with wide eyes, clearly awestruck. She appeared imposing atop her giant wolf, Eldeal armor remi of Ghost's.

  Arya dismounted her wolf, and her men followed suit. Nymeria stayed with the other Unsullied in the castle courtyard, waiting for further orders.

  Arya joined her three primary guards and proceeded to where Wendel and Wylis awaited her, apanied by Wynafryd, Wyl, and a resumably Wylis's wife.

  "Lady Arya, it's a pleasure to have you here. You've certainly grown, and I doubt there's anyone more beautiful in the North—or perhaps even in the Seven Kingdoms!" the young girls and their mreeted her, clearly astonished by Arya's transformation. She was no lohe hyperactive girl they had met seven years ag their st visit to Winterfell before her escape.

  "Thank you for your kind words, dies. And I must admit, you've all bee very beautiful as well... I don't see Wyman Manderly here," Arya remarked, turning to Wylis.

  "My father isn't here due to his dition, Lady Arya. ologize for any offense..." Wylis replied.

  "No offense was taken, Lord Wylis," Arya assured him.

  "Let's head inside. My father is waiting for us, and we'll make sure you're received as best we ," Wylis said, guiding her into the castle. Arya followed, apanied only by her three principal guards.

  In the main audience hall of the Manderly castle, they found Wyman Manderly seated in a chair barely rge enough to aodate him due to his size. He looked a bit weary, but his gaze immediately focused on Arya as she approached, trailing behind his family. Wylis offered a brief introdu.

  "Lady Arya, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm sure praising you would only be repeating what many have already said," Wyman said, his admiration for the young Stark evident. Despite following the Faith of the Seven and seeing her in armor with a sword, he couldn't help but respect the impressive figure Arya had bee. His gaze lingered on the sword she carried, clearly struck by its legendary status.

  "I must admit, I never imagined I'd see Dark Sister in person. Impressive," he remarked with satisfa.

  Arya nodded with a faint smile. "Thank you, Lord Wyman. Before anything else, I'd like to use a raven to send a message to Winterfell." She was direct.

  Arya preferred to use a Manderly raven rather than one from the Arctic ship to maintain a formal and respectful toh her father.

  "Oh, of course! We'll provide a raven for you. But please, accept our hospitality tonight. Ned's daughter will always be wele here, and we'd like to receive you properly," Wyman replied from his seat.

  "We'd also love to hear your stories. It seems you've had quite the adventures over the past year, traveling south. Did you really make it as far as Yi Ti, as they say?" Wylis asked, intrigued.

  Arya nodded. "Yes, we did," she replied before turning back to the Lord of White Harbor. "Very well, I'll accept your hospitality." Though eager to tio Winterfell, Arya agreed to the offer. Refusing would have been disrespectful, even if she had the authority to do so.

  "Excellent! Please, bring bread and salt so she may feel at home," Wyman ordered, and the servants quickly plied.

  In the end, Arya arranged for her men to remain on the ship that night while she and her principal guards stayed in the castle of White Harbor. fident in the loyalty of her father's Northern bannermen, Arya felt secure within their walls.

  "Excellent. Wynafryd and Wyl, I'm sure Lady Arya will be more pleased to have female pany to show her around the castle," Wyman said as Lady Arya was escorted through the castle by the sisters, with her guards apanying her, while the rest of the Manderly family stayed behind to talk.

  Over the few hours, Arya was shown to her room and introduced to the castle ier detail. Her first stop was the maester, who, already aware of her request, had prepared a quill and part for her to write a letter to her father. She wrote the letter quickly a it off with a raven. Later, she spent some time with Wylis's daughters, who eagerly asked her questions about her adventures.

  The girls chatted endlessly, gossiping mostly about Jon, the Arctigdom, and Arya's travels. At times, Arya found the chatter slightly tedious, but she answered their questions politely, especially those from the younger daughter, who articurly curious about maritime journeys. After all, Arya had practically explored the entire known world by sea.

  Later, after ging out of her armor and into a dress, Arya joined her guards at a ba hosted by the Lord of White Harbor. The entire family was gathered around a vish table as Arya took her seat as the guest of honor.

  "So, my daughters mentioned you spoke about traveling to Yi Ti, but you didn't share all the details," Wylis said at the table as servants atteo them.

  "Well, after Braavos, we visited Pentos, Myr, Tyrosh, and the straight to Vontis," Arya expined.

  "I see... We've heard about the i in Dorne," Wendel ented, casting a shadow over the versation. After all, Jon was accused of abdug Doran Martell's illegitimate daughter, a topic Arya already anticipated, having gathered information from Wynafryd and Wyl.

  "Don't think Jon abducted anyone. In truth, Doran tried to hide Nyra Sand, who regnant with Jon's child. He simply took what was his and married her, making her his queen," Arya said with a dry tohe Manderlys exged gnces, eyebrows raised at this revetion, but chose not to press the matter further.

  "He invaded Doro cim a lover? That sounds like something out of a book!" Wynafryd remarked with admiration. She wasn't like Sansa but clearly had a taste for such stories.

  "Anyway, tell us more about your travels. You avoided our questions this afternoon. We'd like to hear about Yi Ti. How was the journey?" Wyl, the younger daughter, cut in, steering the versation away from her sister's remark. Wyman, Wendel, Wylis, and his wife all looked at Arya attentively.

  "The jouro Yi Ti was quite long, but Jon managed everything effitly, ensuring we didn't waste time," Arya said.

  "Really? Reag Yi Ti is incredibly rare and challenging. Even the Sea Snake had difficulty, as the history books tell us. He was one of the few men to reach that nd," Wyl ented enthusiastically. She had a deep fasation with navigation and dreamed of one day expl the world herself.

  "That's true, but Jon mao create a perfect map of the journey, which helped us avoid abacks," Arya responded.

  "Amazing! I'd love to take a trip like that someday. I'd need maps like those. Do you think he'd sell them?" Wyl asked excitedly, already imagining herself embarking on such adventures.

  "Perhaps. You'd have to ask him," Arya replied, knowing Jon would likely produce multiple copies of the maps, especially for ercial voyages that would now follow the established routes without his direvolvement.

  "It certainly sounds incredible!" Wylis said admiringly, though his gaze remained fixed on Arya. He had more questions. "What was Yi Ti like? We know so little about that nd."

  "The culture is quite different, but ted well. Jon evehe Shogun, who is equivalent to an emperor or king in the Yi Ti Empire."

  "He met this man?" Wyman excimed in astonishment, clearly impressed.

  "Yes. Jon even decided to help with an invasion they were fag from a neighb try. We fought for six months, which is why it took so long," Arya replied.

  "Wait, you fought too?" Wylis's eldest daughter asked, shocked.

  "Of course. I assisted Jon itles, and we quickly mao drive out all the invaders with Jon's strategies, which earned him great reition. Wheuro the sea, we secured thousands of gold s from the sale of goods and also a war reward the Shogun gave us," Arya answered with a hint of pride.

  The family exged gnces, increasingly impressed by the young Stark's ats.

  "It's certainly impressive, but the matter of the Unsullied... Your father might not approve of that," Wendel said cautiously.

  "The svers attacked us, and I nearly died in an ambush in Vontis... I lost a dear friend. Jon quickly found out who was behind the attad realized that all of Sver's Bay viewed us as enemies. After Yi Ti, we returned and unched an atta each of the main cities."

  Arya paused before tinuing.

  "I participated in every battle. In Astapor, that's where I broke the object symbolizing the servitude of the Unsullied. Of their own accord, they said they would follow me after I freed them. I tried to refuse, but they were determined. So here we are, and now I have Grey Wind and 600 warriors ready to follow my orders. Still, I must speak Valyrian with them, which isn't difficult for me since I learhe nguage a long time ago," Arya expined firmly, while the family nodded silently.

  "He attacked the entire Sver's Bay?" Wendel asked after a moment of silence, breaking it with a look of disbelief toward Arya.

  Arya nodded. "Yes, every city was overthrown. Jorials for all the svers iies. We took all their gold and distributed it among the cities themselves, ensuring they could remain funal until Jo people to reform their systems."

  She spoke calmly, while everyone looked at her in shock. They swallowed hard, trying to grasp the kind of power the Arctic forces wielded to aplish such feats and ret them so matter-of-factly. Toppling Sver's Bay was not something they had ever heard of being achieved so easily.

  The dinner tihough the questions about her travels ceased. No one dared to tou the subject further or shift to simir topics. Arya began to curtly shut down the Manderlys when their questions became too probing, attempting to uncover Arctic secrets.

  "So, Lady Arya is leaving in the m?" Wylis asked, rising from the table.

  "Yes. The letter was sent this afternoon, and I know I won't need a response from my father. I'll be departing tomorrow m. Thank you for everything. The Manderly family has been very weling and kind today," Arya replied.

  "Of course. It's nothihan what we would do for Ned and his family. Have a good rest, then," he said as Arya departed with her men.

  Arya returo her room, ged into lighter clothing for sleep, and looked out the window with a sigh, gazing at the starry sky. She thought about how she would sooo Winterfell, feeling a slight nervousness within.

  The m, everything was ready in front of the Manderly castle. Her men were already in position, along with Grey Worm and Nymeria, awaiting their mistress's orders. Meanwhile, Arya was still ihe castle.

  "I thank the Manderly family for their hospitality. I will make this clear to my father," Arya said as everyoched her.

  "Send my regards to Lord Stark. I'm sure he will be proud to see how much his daughter has grown," Wyman said from his chair ihe castle as he bid her farewell.

  Arya simply nodded, and Wyman turo his son Wendel.

  "Everything is ready to escort Lady Stark to Winterfell. Not that she needs it, but it would be an offense if we didn't provide some support," Wyman said directly to his younger son, who would apany her with a few Manderly guards.

  "Yes, Father, everything is prepared," Wendel firmed, and Wyman nodded before turning back to Arya.

  "We're fag some issues here in White Harbor with potential iators. Otherwise, Wylis and his daughters would have apanied you as well. I apologize for that," he said, and Arya shook her head.

  "Don't worry about it, Lord Manderly. I'm grateful for everything regardless," she replied in a cordial tone.

  "A shame. Your father will be impressed, and even your mother would be proud of the Lady you've bee," Wylis added as he began to leave the castle, while everyone moved toward the courtyard where the soldiers awaited.

  "Let's depart," Arya said in a direct tone.

  She mounted her wolf ahe group out, sitting atop Nymeria at the head of the men. Arya shouted a few orders to the Unsullied, who began marg, as they didn't ride horses. They moved through the city, with onlookers staring in amazement.

  The Arctic ship departed from the harbor at that moment, as there was no need for it to remain during Arya's stay in Winterfell. Even alohe ship would have no trouble returning to Artica.

  Thus, Arya tioward the northern gate with her apanying men and those led by Wendel Manderly, who would escort her. Together, they reached the main road leading to Winterfell.

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